#going to bed rn feels like christmas eve

[itsadancingdinosaur]

[writing-makes-me-antsy]

I am so normal about my friends (lie)

[hazybisou]

❛ FRAT PARTIES & THAT ONE EX ❜

🏹 the drink you spilt all over me, “lover's spit" left on repeat

paring ; fem!reader x luke hughes

summary ; after the win against michigan state, a huge party was thrown at one of the frats. while there, remi just so happened to run into an old flame of hers. obviously they hit it off, she just didn’t seem to remember he was her husband.

author’s note ; (this takes place last year in october) once again this is getting written at night. anyways can we talk about how cute fine asf 😫🥵 luke looks in the photo above. so cute 🥰. anyways continue sending in stuff about these two that i wanna talk about them. i feel like getting ear plugs rn to block out my brothers snoring. i have to share a room with him while i’m home for thanksgiving.

the room felt humid. well, of course it did. there must be over a hundred people in the house, maybe even more. umich football had just beat michigan state with a score of 29-7. the evening of, a party was thrown in celebration.

remi stood off to the side with some of her friends from the cheer team and some of her sorority sisters. although she was somewhat exhausted from all the shouting and stunts she had done earlier, she still went to the party. it was expected of her to be there as she‘s a part of the cheer team for umich.

she never really understood why she came to these things. she would much rather be in her bed, the blankets over her body as she binged watched christmas movies while eating ice cream. yet she was here. remi had this gut instinct saying she should be here, she needed to be here.

“remi, how come you don’t have a man?” katie, a friend of hers from cheer, asked.

remi shrugged, “i mean none of them seem to be the one, you know. every guy i’ve been with, all they want to do is fuck.”

“well, don’t you know?” eve, a sorority sister of remi’s, said. “i could treat you way better.” she said as she wrapped an arm around remi who chuckled as did everyone else.

remi gave her a kiss on the cheek. “i’m sure you can. i’m sure you all can but i dont swing that way.”

“such a shame. you’re hot as fuck.” vicky said. “i’d hit.”

remi playfully rolled her eyes. “i’m sure you would.” she looked behind vicky. “but maybe you should let someone else hit that sweet ass of yours.”

“who?” vicky said as she rose an eyebrow at remi.

remi pointed behind vicky and the group of girls looked to where remi was pointing to see a boy who was leaned up against a counter, staring at vicky.

vicky smiled at him and he turned away towards his friends. “he’s cute.” everyone hummed in agreement.

“yeah, he is.” remi smiled at vicky who had turned to face everyone. “now go.” remi told vicky who shrugged and began to walk over towards the boy.

they watched as the two began to talk.

“well, aren’t you quite the matchmaker?” katie said in a teasing tone. “maybe we should play matchmaker on you.”

remi grimaced . “yeah, no thanks. for all i know, you would put me on with McCarthy.” remi knew how flirtatious JJ could get but he just wasn’t her type.

“worth a shot.”

remi smiled and shook her head. “i am going to go get a drink. outside.” the girls gave her a nod and remi turned around to walk towards the sliding door which led outside. she made her way through the crowd of sweaty dancing bodies, and into the backyard of the frat house. she took note of how there were more people outside than inside despite it being bigger inside.

she made her way down the steps of the patio, red solo cup in hand as she made her way to the keg. some random guy had shown up with multiple kegs on behalf of the fraternity.

remi made her way to where she saw one available and just as she was about to grab the tap, someone else had gotten to it.

“oh.” remi let out surprised as she came to halt and waited for the guy to be down with it. she stood there awkwardly and patiently as she watched the guy pour beer into his cup.

he looked up to see remi standing there, looking anywhere but at him. she turned to look at him and smiled before looking back at the crowd in which was filled with blue and maize clothing. “oh, i’m sorry. were you gonna grab some?”

remi turned back to him and nodded, “yeah, but it’s fine. go ahead.” she dismissed.

“oh, no, go right ahead. i’m sorry i didn’t notice you earlier, i would let you gone first.” he explained.

“are you sure? i’m fine waiting.” he nodded. remi smiled at him before grabbing the tap out of his hand and pouring herself a drink.

once she was done she handed it back to him. “thank you…” she dragged off waiting for a name.

“luke.”

“thank you luke.” remi turned around and began to walk back inside to meet up with her friends again.

luke stood there with a smile on his face before snapping out of his trance, realizing remi had left and began to walk away. “wait!” he yelled over the extremely loud music as he began to jog to catch up with her.

remi looked next to her to see luke standing there. “yes?” she looked up at him. holy shit, he’s tall.

“i never got you’re name.” luke told her as he let out small breaths trying to get it back after his small jog.

remi pursed her lips before smiling. “you’ve got to earn it.” she said and began to walk up the steps to the patio as she drank from her cup.

luke walked next to her. “oh, come on. i told you my name. the least you could do is tell me yours.”

remi bit her lip slightly. “we’ll see.” she grabbed his hand and began to drag him inside. “for now, however, you’re gonna play a round of beer pong with me.”

luke grinned as he let her drag him inside towards the kitchen.

luke and remi were drunk. maybe a little too drunk.

the pair had won at beer pong and remi declared luke as her new partner for the game. after one round, the two had left the table and made their way towards the couch where they happened to spend hours on, talking.

luke had found out that remi was in her sophomore year and was majoring in health and medicine. he also seemed to find out that she was in Alpha Phi. although the team was close to most of the girls from Aphi, he never happened to see remi. remi told him how she was a part of the cheer team and how she has loved doing cheer ever since her junior year of high school.

remi got to know luke better. she found out he was in sophmore year as well and has the intention of majoring in sports management. he told remi how he played for the school’s hockey team as a defenseman. he wore number 43 so if remi were to ever go to a game of his, she would be able to spot him.

the two were too engrossed in their conversation that they lost track of time.

luke was in the middle of telling remi a story from when he was a kid. remi couldn’t seem to stop laughing. luke enjoyed hearing her laugh as he laughed himself.

“wait-wait, so you’re telling me that your brother ripped off his braces.” remi began to laugh again, “omg that must’ve been funny.”

luke nodded. “oh trust me, it was. he got a lecture from our mom.”

remi chuckled. “you’re have very interesting brothers, you know that.”

“i’m well aware.” he told her as the two smiled.

“what about you?” luke asked remi.

remi was confused “what about me?”

“you don’t have any funny, weird story from when you were a kid?” luke wondered.

remi thought. of course there was. she just didn’t know what to say. “i mean i broke my arm.”

luke raised his eyebrows. “must’ve been a fun trip to the hospital.”

“yes it very much was. the EMT was hot.”

luke chuckled. “you had a crush on the EMT?” remi nodded. “how cute.” luke smiled.

“you’re cute.” remi said as her hand rested on the cushion.

luke grinned. “i know.”

remi scoffed and grabbed the pillow next to her, hit luke in the chest with it. “you weren’t supposed to agree.”

“but it’s the truth and i know it is.” luke replied.

remi rolled her eyes playfully. the two sat there in silence for a second. remi took the moment in. she enjoyed having luke around. although she knew after tonight she might not see him.

“hey, i was wondering-”

“oh there you are!” the two turned towards the voice. vicky stood there with her eyes wide. “oh i’m sorry for interrupting whatever,” she motioned between the two, “this is.”

“it’s fine. what’s wrong?” remi asked.

“we got to go.” vicky said.

remi grabbed her phone and saw the time. 12:32. “oh shit. um, ok. luke it was talking to you but i really have to go.” remi told him as she got up and made her way towards vicky.

“yeah it was nice talking to you too.” he said as he sat there before saying, “wait before you go, can i have your insta?”

“oh sure it’s-”

“let’s go, we’re gonna be even more late.” vicky rushed remi.

remi turned to luke. “you know what, just give me yours and i’ll follow you back later.”

luke nodded and wait for remi to unlock her phone and open instagram. once she did, she handed her phone to luke who took it in his hands and began to type out his user. he handed her the phone back.

“i’ll see you later luke.” remi said to luke as she waved bye. vicky grabbed her hand and began to walk them out of the house.

“i never got your name.” he shouted after her but she had already gone out the door.

luke stood there. “well now what?”

remi had gotten back home at the sorority house and was now laying in bed with her pajamas on. a long sleeve and plaid pink pajamas. she had the covers over her as she scrolled through her phone.

she had opened instagram and saw a profile open. she looked at the user and her eyebrows furrowed slightly. remi looked at his bio and saw the name ‘luke hughes’. she smiled at the memory from earlier before she clicked follow and went to her homepage.

she spent the next couple of minutes on her phone before finally she turned it off and put it on her nightstand. vicky and danielle were already asleep as they had a long day tomorrow.

remi turned her small lamp off and turned towards the wall. she stared at a small photo of her as a little girl with a boy next to her. she was wearing a white dress while he was wearing a white polo shirt with khaki shorts. he was leaning down and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

the moonlight that shone through the curtain giving her a clear view of the photo. she looked in the corner and saw the initials l.h next to hers, ‘r.t’.

“huh. kinda looks like luke.”

she shrugged it off before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.

remi groaned as the light peaked through the window. she grabbed a pillow and put it over her face to block out the sunlight.

“get up.” she heard. she opened her eyes and peaked over her pillow to see danielle and vicky standing there, up and ready.

“get out and leave me alone.” she grumbled and saw how vicky and danielle shrugged before exiting the room and into the hallway but not before closing the door.

remi grabbed the pillow and set it aside next to her. she stared at the ceiling for a good minute before she sat up. a little too quickly if anything. her eyes close as she brought her fingers to her temple. “oh, drinking is a bitch.”

she grabbed the covers and pulled them off of her as she got out of bed. she slipped on her slippers and began to make her bed.

remi spent the next 1 and a half getting ready. she showered, brushed her teeth, did her hair and much more.

she walked up to her night stand and grabbed her phone. she saw how she had gotten a dm on instagram. “who the fuck texted me?”

she unlocked her phone and opened instagram. remi relent to her dms and saw she had more than 4 dms from luke. she smiled to herself.

she quickly opened them as she began walking down the hallway and read the first one which was a simple hi.

she continued to read them until she got to one that seemed to make her stop what she was doing.

luke

i think we might’ve gotten married

luke

and before you start saying we were probably drunk i mean we got married but in kindergarten

i think we went to the same elementary

seen at 11:43

remi stood in the middle of the hallway and had a blank look on her face. some of her friends came out of their rooms and gave remi a weird look, some asking each other if she was ok.

what does he mean they got married? she didn’t remember any of that. “married? i barely remember anyone from elementary, let alone kindergarten.” remi murmured to herself.

remi got to thinking. surely, her parents must have had a photo of this supposed “wedding”. when remi had moved into her dorm during her freshaman year, her parents had given her a box full of photos from when she was a little girl. when remi moved into the sorority house, she had hung up all photos onto a bulletin board next to her bed. the photo. from last night.

she snapped out of her trance and began to text him back.

remi

WHAT??

that’s crazy

there is no way my husband from when i was 4 years old is you

seen at 11:45 am

luke

oh so you remember

seen at 11:45 am

remi

just now yes

seen at 11:45 am

luke

i doubt that

seen at 11:45 am

remi

oh rlly?? ok what was the name of the school?

seen at 11:46 am

luke

you a stalker or smth?

seen at 11:46 am

remi laughed and watched as luke told her the name. “what the fuck?” she thought out loud.

remi

no shit

i went there too

well for a while until i moved here from toronto

seen at 11:49 am

luke

uhh maybe it’s a coincidence

seen at 11:49 am

remi

sure

yknow what give me a sec

seen at 11:50 am

remi turned around and began to walk back to her room. she opened the door and made her way to her bed before she jumped onto it. she searched her bulletin board and found the photo of her and that boy. she snapped a quick photo and sent it to luke.

remi

*sent a photo*

opened at 11:52 am

luke

ok that’s weird

seen at 11:52 am

remi

how so?

seen at 11:52 am

luke

bc that’s me

seen at 11:52 am

remi’s eyes widened. “holy shit.” it all made sense to remi now. the little boy in the photo was luke. the initials on the bottom, ‘l.h’ meant luke hughes. “aw i got married.” remi smiled. she felt her feet swing in the air.

remi

it all makes sense now

look at the bottom

r.t + l.h

you are my husband 🥰🥰

seen at 11:55 am

luke

i’m guessing you’re my wife 🙄

seen at 11:55 am

remi

you know you love me

seen at 11:55 am

luke

🌚 sure

seen at 11:55 am

remi

shut up

seen at 11:55 am

luke

well that’s just amazing

i meet my ex wife once again

seen at 11:55 am

remi

technically we never got a divorce sooo 😉

seen at 11:55 am

luke

wtv 🙄

seen at 11:56 am

remi

you’re so sassy

i like it 😉

seen at 11:56 am

luke

ok moving on

how abt this

you give me your number and we can go on a little date

i’d like to see my wife again

seen at 11:56 am

remi

oh i’m sure you would

seen at 11:56 am

luke

so what abt them digits??

seen at 11:56 am

remi

never say that ever again pls

but fine

xxx-xxx-xxxx

seen at 11:56 am

luke

thank you

also fully noted

seen at 11:56 am

remi

how about tmrw?? at like 6:30

seen at 11:57 am

luke

let me think about it

🤔🤔

deal

seen at 11:57 am

remi

perfect

seen at 11:57 am

remi

i gotta go

i’ll text you later hubby 😉

seen at 11:57 am

luke

bye remi

seen at 11:57 am

remi smiled at the fact he called her by the name he used to say almost every day when he was little.

remi

goodbye lukey

seen at 11:57 am

omg it’s done after like two days 😱😱😣 anywyas it’s 3:41 am rn and i am too tired and have class early morning today kill me 😣 anywyas hopefully you enjoy this and umm SEND IN MORE STUFF ABT REMI & LUKE 👹👹 i love answering all the asks i’ve been getting 🥰 bye bye 🫶

[charlestrask]

i feel like a kid going to bed on christmas eve rn. what do you mean in 29 hours oasis will be back together.

[bonniebird]

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You dawdled behind Esme and Carlisle as they led the way through the woods. It was snowy and cold which didn’t bother you as much as the slippery ground. 

Every now and then you would slip and they would glance back and call out to see if you were ok. It had been their idea to go on a nice walk and meet everyone back at the house as everyone was busy with their holiday plans and would be arriving home on Christmas eve. You’d said that sounded like a good idea, thinking that they would go without you and you could get in a good half an hour's nap. But they had intended for you to have a holiday activity and now you were halfway back down the mountain.

As you got close to the house you slipped and landed on your front in the snow. There was a yelp and a muffled cry. Then snow. You’d slipped so fast that neither Esme nor Carsile had managed to catch you.

“I can hear you both laughing.” You grumbled as you sat up and rubbed the snow from your face. 

“Why don’t you go on ahead. Get something warm and dry sorted for (Y/N).” Esme said as she hung back to help you up. She dusted the snow off you and held out her arm for you to take as she led the way to the house.

“You’re not hurt are you?” She asked. “No.” You mumbled. As soon as you got up the steps and into the house you kicked off your winter boots and stomped your way to your room.

“What’s wrong with (Y/N)?” Emmett asked as he went to eagerly greet you when you passed him and Rosalie in the hall, having just come into the house. You could see that someone else had pulled up on the drive.

"(Y/N) fell over in the snow and now they’re grumpy because they’re cold and wet." Esme said. You heard them talking as you went up to your room to change out of your clothes into dry ones. You spotted an outfit laid out on your desk. Alice. You thought to yourself. Once changed you flopped down on your bed and sighed.

“(Y/N)?” Esme called as she knocked on your door. “Are you alright? I… you haven’t come down… We’re sorry for laughing when you fell. We’re very glad you weren’t hurt.” She was checking on you. Worried she hurt your feelings. Although knowing Esme she might just be fretting.

“I’m ok.” You muttered and smiled at her when you opened the door. She looked rather pleased as if she really had been worried.

“Well. When you’re ready why don’t you come down.” She said kindly and gave another smile. You heisted for a moment before following her down. She put an arm around you as you walked to the living room where everyone had gathered.

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[mycomori]

trying not tot think about it but now i was feeling after leaving work thursday is still stuck with me i feel sadand just…tired. like im tired of working so hard for nothing. and i would say as much but i’ll just treaty speaking like i always do even when i’ll trying to do is clarify people think i’m being defensive. i don’t know. i’m just tired. im fucjing tired of feeling like everyone always intentionally misunderstands me. or maybe not intentionally. i don’t know. im probably na day expressing myself too. it’s both it’s me too. i don’t know. i’m just tired and i don’t feel good about myself or my job i’m jsut exhausted and used uo and i feel like there’s no point in trying anymore to express myself it feels like a loosing battle like no matter what i say it’s always wrong so i just ned to be quiet and get through this fuckin year review and figure out where i wanna go from here but can o just say i kinda really wish he never came like my life has gotten so much more stressful since and i’m fuckin done with it there’s beginning to be soem resentment i feel and i’m scared dna out to cause i know that will only build of i don’t address it but there is no way to address it like it’s not like i can be honest so here i am maybe i’ll jsut leave a they’ll have to deal with everything i do and god forbid i say it’s stressful or i’m complaining like i’m done with trying to please everyone else and help everyone else when no one extends the smae curtesy to me. it’s been a thing my whole life an d im done with it. i’m done. maybe i should jsut give uo on trying to fit what they want me to be. why not jskt guev up? what’s the point? not on life on this, fuck this job it’s christmas evens nd im sitting here just feeling shitty about everything relating to my job and i think that means something i don’t know. i’m to fucning old to take this shit anymore. im too fucking tired. my stomach is just a pit of so many feleihg i can’t place. i need to talk to my therapist but i can’t until after the holidays. how is This what i’m upset about? not all the trauma or whatever i yet to unpack or even speak about let alone actually ever confront like?????????????? i have more important sit goin on fuck this man i don’t have time to think about this shit and i’m sure as notnot gettin paid to think and stress and feel about this on christmas fucjing eve whike i’m trying to relax in bed wnnny cat fuckt his fuck that fuck it all fuck it fuck it fuck it im gonna get mad high and sit w my cat in bed nice and warm and hopefully it snows again cause it’s just cold rn

[aparticularbandit]

The full weight of being completely alone during the holidays hit today and it just multiplies the other thoughts rn. Why am I telling you this? Idk… but I like to read your Agatha and Eve stuff to distract my brain 🙏

Lovely and relaxing holidays to you

I am sorry that you are so alone, Nonnie. Holiday loneliness is the worst of all. It steals people from their beds and drenches them with despair, and it is unfair that all of this loneliness should take place when it is so dark and cold outside and the world feels as though it wants us all to be contained alone in our houses, setting fire to ourselves just to keep warm.

...this is why I should not answer these after reading beautiful writing. My brain gets full and spills over.

I am so glad that reading the Agatha and Eve stuff is such a good distraction for you! And I shall tell you a secret - I have mentioned writing a piece for them for Agatha's birthday (I'm so behind; between Glass Onion's release and me being all sinus sick, I haven't gotten the writing done I might have otherwise) - but I'm hoping to maybe give them something small and sweet for Christmas as well. Maybe even that one will go up first! Who knows? (Not me.)

I hope that your holidays - though lonely - are filled with warmth. ...and not by lighting yourself on fire because that was a horrible metaphor. May the days be gracious to you, Nonnie.

Thanks for chatting. <3

[dontwanderoff]

cannot decide if i should stay up late tonight and make the gingerbread dough or whether i just entrust morning me to the task somehow around all the actual christmas meal cooking that’ll be occurring

[gogh-save-the-bees]

aaaa im so excited for tomorrow and nervous and hella anxious but this is a big step and its the beginning of my surgery journey and ive waited so

thank you for all the kind messages, top surgery means the world to me but it also scares the shit out of me bc ops are scary ha but its all so worth it !!

[feralnumberfive]

Feels like Christmas Eve as I'm about to go to bed rn and I expect to see Five Hargreeves all over my dash and Instagram when I wake up

[rainileo]

just thinking abt slow christmas sex with wonwoo 😫

god that’s all i want rn🥺

lmao this isn’t slow sorry (well it could if you want it to be but i wrote is as rough sex)

warnings: drugs, alcohol, use of viagra lmao, degradation, lingerie, impreg kink?

lmk if i missed anything

christmas sex w/ wonwoo:

okay so like this year you guys decided to stay home, due to the pandemic

and you guys just enjoy each other’s presence and relax

on christmas eve, the two of you open a bottle of expensive wine, pull out the bong, order some chinese, and put on a cute christmas movie.

you two cuddle on the couch and just relax and get comfortable.

you planned before hand, and decided to buy a sexy, red, lingerie set to surprise him

you were both currently wearing comfy pyjamas,

but little did he know, you have this whole ass uncomfortable set on under it.

you guys spend your time on the couch, eating dinner, talking the odd time, laughing and just enjoy each other on this special night

until you were beginning to feel a wee bit horny,

as you both decided to stupidly take viagra

but you didn’t anticipate it kicking in this fast, as you only took it about 30 minutes ago

and you were feeling really on edge as you pussy pulsed

you were sitting on his lap, shifting every few seconds to remove the itch you had

but you were also rubbing against his hardening member

he grimaced every time you moved and finally had enough and gripped your hips to make you stop

your eyes widen and sheepishly turn around to see his glare on you

“sorry” you say, smiling nervously at him

the weed and alcohol now hitting you too, adding to your neediness

“has it already hit you?” he asks quietly, now rubbing the area of your hips lightly

you nod sheepishly again

his head tilts in confusion, frowning at you,

until~

you give him that look, and say, “wonwoo i’m really horny.”

and it was game over.

he picked you up and placed you on his lap so that you were straddling him, so he can then pick you up and carry you to your bedroom

you let him manhandle you as he practically throws you onto the bed

you wait and watch him and he begins to take of his hoodie,

and you can see his member straining against his pyjamas

you rub your legs together to create friction to stimulate yourself

this doesn’t go unnoticed by him tho

he throws his sweater onto the floor and begins to crawl over you.

he spreads your legs and says,

“god you’re like a little nympho aren’t you?” he questions and you seductively bite your lip and smile at him back

he laughs at you, immediately going to the bottom of your sweater and removing it, tossing it somewhere in the room

he gets a glimpse of the bra of the lingerie, hands instinctively going to play with you boobs,

but stopping, noticing the red garment on your breast including the red garter belt around your waist

he glares up at you and you giggle at him

“what’s this?” he asks, hands travelling down to play with the hem of your pants

“just a lil surprise,” you respond, hands going to his hair and playing with it

he pulls your pants down, now revealing your full set

he laughs and shakes his head,

“what?” you say, pushing his shoulder in annoyance,

“you must’ve been really uncomfortable.” he says, looking up to your and the both of you laugh, because he knew that it was uncomfortable

“yea, i was not gonna lie.” you say back, still lightly laughing with him

“that goes to show you how much i really love you.” you say, hands continuing to play with his hair again

he chuckles at you, leaning in to kiss you

it was a nice passionate kiss, that was also messy and needy

you guys continue to kiss for a few more minutes

then pulling away to talk again,

“merry christmas, baby.” you say, putting both of your hands on the top of his head and pushing him down in front of your core

he shakes his head again, laughing at you as he begins to stroke your thighs

it was only a matter of time when his pill fully kicked in and the two of you had by passed about four and a half rounds

but you guys weren’t finished yet

you somehow managed to travel to the kitchen counter, riding him roughly on it.

he held your hips, thrusting up to meet yours as well

the two of you were being so loud that at this point, you wouldn’t be surprised if the cops possibly show up

it was all a big blur until you began to feel your orgasm grow in your abdomen

“you gonna cum for me slut?” he ask gruffly, grunting as well as you make eye contact

your mouth was wide open in an ‘o’ shape, but nothing was coming out

the only sounds are the sounds of your pelvis’ meeting roughly

you nod your head furiously, one of his hands now moving down to your core to rub it to stimulate you

and it works as you gasp at the sensation, now moaning again

he feels his orgasm approaching too and rubbing you harder

you grab his arm that is between your legs and hold onto it for leverage as he starts fucking up into you

you almost lose your balance and place both of your hands on his chest now

it was so overwhelming, as the two of you were both so super sensitive

“cmon, cum for me, fuck slut.” he spits out and you look in his eyes again, making intense eye contact as your coil snaps and you begin to shake on his lap

“fuck!” you yell out, throwing your head back in pleasure as your orgasm washes over

he grunts loudly and cums deep inside of you as well, holding you balls deep onto his pelvis

still slightly thrusting

his legs twitch and he seats his behind back onto the counter, throwing his head back as well

you slump onto him, sighing as you feel him removing himself from you,

now feeling the aftershock of your orgasms

you feel his cum drip out of you and put a hand between your legs to shove as much as him cum inside of you as you can

he watches you with his mouth open, breathing harshly

you look back to him and swing your hair off your shoulder

you bite your lip, smiling cheekily at him

“babe.” he says, closing his eyes and letting his head fall back lightly onto the counter beneath you

“yeah?” you respond curiously, awaiting his answer as he gulps, speaking again

“we didn’t use a condom.” he replies, lifting his head up again to look at you

you chuckle lightly and question him, “so?”

he rolls his eyes, giving you a sweet smile and you return it as you lean in to kiss his nose

[sakuatsutingz]

hi merry christmas/happy holidays bubs ! can i req kenma, bokuto and atsumu with their s/o on christmas? tysm !

hi merry christmas !! currently as i write this rn christmas is an hour away and im staying up all night so ya ,, letS GO — jamie

merry christmas bb <33 AND THESE CHARACTERS YES - bri

kenma, bokuto, and atsumu spending christmas with their s/o

masterlist here

request or talk to us here

kenma

he probably doesn't care much for the holidays

just thinks of it as any other day

and usually just gets kuroo a present and calls it a day LMFKANJDJS

but seeing you get excited over it

he would genuinely try this year

decorations, presents, all of it

would participate in the christmas event in his game to try to get something you would like

watch him buy you the rare currency in the game as a gift

maybe even some super rare skins too !!

then he would give it to you even if you don't play the game often

would obv teach you how to play a new game in christmas eve <33

“merry christmas baby, i love you.”

SUDDENLY IM SCREAMING NSNDJSBAJHD I LOVE HIM

he usually orders takeout for christmas food lmao

like maybe kfc but if hes feeling giddy he orders ✨mcdonalds✨

would def cuddle with u when ure done celebrating and kisses ur cheek in the most random times <3

bokuto

mans goes feral on christmas

this is h i s holiday

still genuinely believes in santa

and would try to stay up til 12am to see him JSJJS

but he ends up falling asleep at around three hours before midnight gn

i find that so endearing anyways

would be ECSTATIC for every gift he receives

“BABE DID YOU GET ME THIS ?? I LOVE YOU SO MUCH THIS IS SO RAD”

“kou ,, thats just gift wrap.”

laughs so hard thats not even ur gift for him

this christmas u got him a sweater !! because he looks adorable in it !!

boy is filled with JOY

kisses u fully on the mouth <3

he would wear it until the end of time BDNDNNDNSNDJ

at the same time he got you like ,, a hundred presents because thats how much he fucking loves you SOMEONE PLEASE MAKE HIM REAL 🥺🥺

full on makes out w you in excitement GOD DAMNFJDJEJD

he will not !! stop being !! so clingy !! for the entire day !!

but u still love him and i mean ,, its christmas so who are you to ruin his happiness <3

atsumu

sigh

where to even start with this man

theres this headcannon where the miya family is RICH AS FUCK so ill just go w it <33

you guys basically dont stay up until midnight ,, you celebrate in the morning !!

and atsumu woke up earlier than u did today but didnt get off the bed

he wanted to still cuddle u even in ur sleep OSBDBANDBAJNSJD i am not okay

when you woke up his hair was tickling ur neck so you woke up w giggles and atsumu is over the MOON

like he gets to wake up early on christmas AND hear ur giggles first thing in the morning ??

he is basically that excited to see u awake 🥺🥺

“mornin’ princess.”

AAAAAAAAAA A A A A A A A A A A A AA A A A A A A A A i am weak for this pet name

so as mentioned earlier, he has a rich family so atsumu got u so much presents and he would always insist for you to open them first instead of his own presents <3

lets say he got u both matching keychains and u are just like aww 🥺🥺

BUT THATS NOT THE ONLY THING HE GOT U

mans got a fully planned date for u both on christmas !!

i am proud to say i am married to this man — jamie

so u got him a tshirt w a little vball logo printed on it and he immediately goes 🥺🥺🥺 because he still cant believe he got to be with someone who understands his passion like you !!

“princess, thank you so much.”

atsumu is willing to make you happy not only on christmas day, but for the rest of ur lives together and you just cant wait for it <33

[flamingo-writes]

Stay — Gyro Zepelli x Fem!Reader

Gyro x Fem!Reader — Staying in for the Holidays Headcanons.

Modern!AU in which you're stuck for the hollidays with one if your roommates. The pandemic is the perfect excuse to not leave the dorms.

A/N: not me projecting myself and my family issues. Another story written in headcannons bcs I’m too lazy to make an actual fic out of this. 

Requests closed, unless it’s Gyro requests because I’m in love with this guy and going through Gyro Brainrot rn. 

You'd been stuck almost an entire year with Johnny and Gyro. But that was okay, you could never get bored with those two around.

Johnny decided to go back home for a few days for the holidays, mostly to time a break from the small apartment. Spend some quality time with his family his horse. 

"You sure you guys don't want to come home with me?" Johnny asked. 

"I'm sorry, Johnny, I don't feel like socializing with people I don't know" you said.

"Ain't got much money, man. And I gotta save it for next month's rent..."  Gyro answered. 

So you stayed with Gyro.

"Arent you going back home either?" Gyro asked.

"My family gives me anxiety...plus, I don't want to leave you alone. I rather spend  Christmas and New Year's with you than with them”

"Aw, doll...It'd be a pleasure to spend the holidays with you" He said feeling touched by your words even though he didn’t quite show it.

You didn't do much on Christmas. Your Christmas dinner consisted of take out, lots and lots of beer, and also cheap wine, because you still felt like staying fancy, even if it was for a bit.

You then started watching cheesy Christmas movies while being slowly absorbed by the couch.

Gyro and you were very close friends, to the point where cuddling with him didn't feel weird. He was warm, the apartment was chilly, and he'd absentmindedly run his hands through your hair a lot.

You'd be lying if you said you hadn't thought of him in other ways. Sure, he was your friend, and sure, he was handsome, flirty, and most girls in campus were after him. In the beginning, you werent any different, but when ypu became roommates, you saw him in a new light.

He became your friend.

Spending more time with him due to the pandemic made your friendship with both Johnny and Gyro stronger. You never really thought the three of you would become so close.

Also, being the flirty, attractive guy he was, he constantly brought girls over the night. This became a common occurrence, and Johnny and you no longer gave a shit whenever you came across some half naked lady anywhere in the apartment.

Those romantic and horny feelings for him were gone.

At least until Christmas eve. Spending the night cuddled together, drinking and watching dumb movies felt so intimate and perfect.

Possibly the best Christmas Eve ever since family dinners made you so uncomfortable.

You two fell asleep on the couch. At least for a few hours.

After you woke up, you decided to wake Gyro as well.

"Dude, lets go to bed, or we're gonna wake up all stiff and in pain..." you muttered.

"Ah, can I ask you for possibly the most embarrassing favor ever?" Gyro murmured.

"What is it?"

"Listen, I've been so touch starved the whole pandemic, and cuddling with someone felt so nice..."

"Oh god, do you want me to sleep with you?"

"No funny business, I promise" He said. "Unless, you want me to, doll" He winked, going back to being his flirty self.

Gyro slept in your room that night. The two of you cuddled in your bed, since your room was the warmest.

What a night.

Neither of you had slept so good in so long.

The next few days weren't any different. Throughout the day, each of you would do your own thigs, at night, you'd watch movies, cuddled together. Then go to bed, also together. You'd wake up snuggled next to each other, rinse and repeat.

It was like that throughout the entire week.

The first few nights cuddling with Gyro felt...weird. But you grew fond of your new habit.

That was until December 30, 5 days after your tradition of sleeping together began.

While still lying in bed in the morning, just talking the two of you, one thing left to the other, and then, Gyro was kissing you.

It was far more gentle than you'd imagined. His lips felt hypnotizing, they were tender, gentle and breathtaking. Pinned underneath him, as the two of you explored each other's bodies for the first time.

It was absolute bliss.

It hit you in that moment, that over the course of the week, you'd been slowly developing feelings for him. And so did he.

"I think, I'm falling for you" He breathed between kisses.

Needless to say, that day you barely left your room.

Round after round, the two of you became addicted to each other.

Johnny returned to the dorm, on January 2nd. And he came back to learn about your new relationship with Gyro.

"Jesus, I leave you alone for a week, and you two fucked like bunnies?"

"Yes" Gyro admitted shamelessly as you slapped his arm embarassed.

However, Gyro was so in love. He'd fallen head over heels in the span of a week.

And even when he came off as a play boy, he truly was a gentle and tender boyfriend.

Gyro wasn't someone who usually had his heart in his sleeve. And he never really showed his soft side to any of the girls he'd take over the night.

But you? Oh, you knew you were seeing a sweet and vulnerable side of him. And god, it was so beart warming. You found yourself falling more and more with him with each day.

Johnny didn't realy feel like the third wheel. In fact, he wasn't exactly surprised when he found out you two were dating. It kinda made sense to him that you'd eventually fall for each other.

He still thought how cute it was to witness the whole evolution you two had. From stangers, roommates, best friends, and now a couple.

Johnny made so many "And they were roommates..." jokes.

[proudtobealuthor]

Currently suffering the worst burnout of my entire life rn. Nothing feel like it’ll ever get better. Work literally had me enraged for no reason other than there was too much going on at once. I’m exhausted and I just want to take a month off of work but I can’t because if I do then I won’t be able to pay my fucking bills so i just keep getting worse and worse and worse. I’m literally miserable and so fucking tired of just working cuz that’s all I have time for. All I do is work. I have nowhere to go or anyone to hang out with. I don’t have a relationship to invest any time in to bring me any happiness. I hate being around most of my family, the same family who waited until 5pm on Christmas Eve to invite me anywhere and at that point it was too late so I spent Christmas Eve and day all alone doing nothing just like last year. I’m just so fucking tired of this meaningless existence with nothing to live for. I’m literally not even living. I’m just existing to work and when I’m not working I’m just sitting in my bed watching tv or playing video games. I literally have nothing. I’m just alone

[queercapwriting]

Lena and Supergirl/Kara haven’t been talking for ages. Come Christmas time, Lena is drinking and angsty thinking about how Kara is probably having a great Christmas without her but Supergirl crashes through her window injured and doesn’t make eye contact cause she feels bad and it’s revealed that Kara has been spending the entire time since their fight, focused on Supergirl stuff while everyone else was busy and left her to deal with it on her own (I hope you meant to the box rn. Thank you!)

She’s not quite drunk, but she’s definitely not sober.

Well, if she were anyone else, she’d probably be extremely drunk. But Lena has an Alex Danvers-level ability to hold her liquor - which means they should both, really, be in treatment together, but that’s for next year, not tonight, Lena tells herself - so she takes another pull on the bottle of whiskey, because she’s long since given up on pouring it into her glass.

What’s the point, really? It’s all going to the same place. It’s all doing the same thing to her head.

Helping her forget. 

Well, not really. It’s only making her remember, truth be told. But it’s different, somehow, when it’s this hazy. Not better, but... but at least she has an excuse, now, to not work. To wallow, just a little, in her own agony.

Because it is agony.

Again.

Just when she’d thought she’d found a family. Just when she thought she’d found...

Well, she’d made the transition from wine to whiskey fairly quickly.

Because it’s Christmas Eve and everything hurts, and there is literally nothing she can latch her mind on that doesn’t remind her of Kara.

That doesn’t remind her of everything she thought she had, everything she was stupid enough to believe - for once - that she wouldn’t lose.

Of course she lost it. She was a Luthor, after all.

But no, she’s been realizing recently. It’s not because she’s a Luthor. She’s been hiding behind her last name, her damn family’s damn legacy, for too long now. Because, she’s realizing as a rare snow starts falling in National City - it would be beautiful, wouldn’t it, if she had someone to share it with, if she weren't completely and utterly alone with every single way she’d ever hated herself - it’s not her family name. 

It’s her. It’s her fault. The reason everyone keeps lying to her. The reason everyone keeps leaving her. The reason she’s alone.

And Kara? 

Lena laughs out loud to herself, and it’s a sound that’s almost gruff, that’s definitely callous, certainly more than a little unsteady.

Kara’s probably having a wonderful time, with the family she’s built for herself. The family she said Lena could be a part of, and then...

She thinks it’s her own whiskey-hazed mind at first. The sound of a crash in her bedroom. 

But then there’s an ‘ow,’ and she knows that voice. She knows it like she knows her own voice, and she hates that it registers so quickly, so easily, in her mind, hates the way it cuts right through the whiskey and straight into all her greatest fears and harshest hopes.

Kara. Well, Supergirl.

Supergirl.

She doesn’t stumble - she’d like to think she doesn’t stumble - as she rises and the alcohol feels like it’s all rushing to her head, but she continues, continues, because that was definitely the sound of glass breaking, and as many times as Supergirl - Kara, Supergirl, Kara, it doesn’t matter anymore, nothing matters anymore - flew onto her balcony or in through her window, she’d never, ever broken anything...

There’s a cut on her cheek and there’s a rip in those pants that Lena had figured were as indestructible as the woman herself, revealing a deep gash.

Kara - Supergirl, whatever - winces, grabbing at her leg, and Lena thinks she hears her mutter an apology, over and over and over again.

But if Lena hears “I’m sorry” from those lips one more time, the window won’t be the only thing broken in her bedroom.

She ignores the Kryptonian’s apologies and she just slips on a pair of sandals - she’ll worry about cleaning up the glass later, but she’d rather avoid stepping on any right now - and she surprises herself by how steady her hands are as she steps over Kara into her en suite bathroom.

She surprises herself by how sobering confronting the object of your heartbreak can be. Not to mention the sight of all that blood.

But Lena isn’t just a failure. She’s a failure who’s also a genius, and who used to think she was one of Kara’s best friends. One of Supergirl’s closest allies, friends. 

Used to.

Everything good used to be.

Everything now just hurts.

But there is some good about what used to be, because she still has coagulants she and Alex - another heartbreak, another loss, another reason she has nothing, not anymore - had created to work specifically on Kryptonians. On Kara. Well, Supergirl.

Well, Kara.

Lena’s head spins, and it’s not from the alcohol. Or at least, she doesn’t think it is.

She gathers what she needs and she pats the side of her bed roughly. If she kneels next to Kara, she’ll be kneeling in glass.

It would probably feel better than how she feels now, but it would make things messier.

And she doesn’t have the capacity to deal with messier, not now. Perhaps not ever again.

Kara obediently scrambles up onto her mattress, still not looking at Lena, still murmuring apologies.

Lena continues to ignore the apologies.

She treats her cheek first, her fingers trembling at how hot Kara’s skin is. The cut on her cheek is easy.

Her leg is a different story, which is why she gives herself more time to work on it.

“I’d have thought you’d be celebrating the holiday with your family,” she says eventually, as Kara sits there, still with her head bowed away from Lena, still saying how sorry she is, how she had nowhere else to go and it won’t happen again and and and.

“I haven’t seen much of any of them lately,” Kara finally says, finally sneaks a glance at Lena. But Lena was ready for it, and when their eyes meet, her heart both wants to fly and to shrivel up and never peak over its walls again.

She wonders about the line between love and hate, and she wonders if love is just the braver choice.

She wonders how brave she really is.

“And why is that?” she asks, her voice distant, but her mind thinking that maybe she’s braver than she’d realized.

“I hurt you,” Supergirl-Kara-the-woman-who-was-her-best-friend-and-she’d-been-wildly-in-love-with murmurs.

Lena thinks the alcohol might be making her slower, regardless of how sobering stitching up a Kryptonian wound is.

“And what does that have to do with your holiday celebrations?”

Kara sneaks another glance at her face, and Lena feels it but deliberately avoids it, this time, pretending her coagulating agent isn’t doing all the work on its own and needs tending.

“I haven’t really taken off this damn suit since our... since...”

“Us,” Lena supplies, and she doesn’t know if she’s being generous or spiteful.

Again, that fine line.

“Yes,” Kara whispers, and this time, it’s Lena who looks up at her. Because her voice is broken, but not nearly as broken as her face, her eyes.

“So you haven’t been spending much time living a human life,” Lena says, and she doesn’t want to feel compassion, but she does.

She wonders if that’s weakness or strength.

“How can I? At least as Supergirl, I can save people. As Kara, I’m just -”

“A flawed human who makes mistakes like the rest of us,” Lena says, somewhere between harsh and forgiving. “But apparently you make mistakes as Supergirl too,” she comments, gesturing at the leg she’s tending.

“I was careless. But everyone’s safe,” Kara looks down again.

A long silence rises between them. Lena knows that Kara knows that her wound has been treated, now, and there’s technically no more reason for her to stay.

But they sit in that silence together, anyway, a cold wind howling in from the shattered window.

Shattered is an excellent word, Lena reflects.

And maybe it’s the liquor, but she finds she’s not even chilled by it.

“I know I have no right to miss you, but I do. Every moment,” Kara fills the silence after a long while. “I didn’t want... it doesn’t feel right to celebrate anything without you. I don’t want to celebrate anything without you with me. And you’re alone, now, and drinking by yourself and -”

“Is that really any different than you flying around the city alone, looking for trouble?”

Kara sighs, and Lena wonders if she’ll fly right back out the window the same way she came in.

Shattering.

“Come home with me,” Kara whispers. “You shouldn’t be alone. And I... I don’t want to be without you. I messed up. Big time. And I maybe have no right to ask for anything from you. Ever again. But I want to. I want you. Back. I love you.”

She says it simply and she says it with the most broken and earnest look in her eyes that Lena has ever seen.

And she can’t tell, not really, if she means she loves her like a friend or like she’s in love, but she thinks maybe it’s both.

And it’s the first time she’s said it, and it’s...

It’s nothing, and it’s everything.

A fine line, between love and hate.

And if love is the braver choice, maybe the braver choice, too, is believing that Kara’s words are everything, not nothing.

“So the holidays together, then,” Lena states, because she’s still too hurt to acknowledge Kara’s love, to say it back to her, but an opening.

An opening.

Maybe an opening is enough.

If Kara’s spark of a smile is any indication, it is.

And Lena can’t help it - her lips tug up into a small smile, too.

Kara Danvers - Supergirl - both - always did have an infectious smile.

“I’m afraid I’ve already had quite too many Christmas spirits alone,” Lena blurts, but Kara just puts a steadying hand on hers, and it’s hell and it’s heaven and it’s everything she’s ever wanted.

“We’ll make sure you only get the non-alcoholic eggnog, then,” Kara says, and Lena grimaces another smile.

It’s not fixed. But maybe, now, it could be.

And maybe, now, she doesn’t have to believe she’ll be alone forever. Because maybe choosing the braver option can bring her more happiness than heartbreak, after all.

[carfuckerlynch]

literally going to bed rn feels like. like christmas eve did when i was a little kid.