#hammering the fluff on you all for the final hurrah

[midnight-mourning]

Holiday Party

❄️❄️Midnight's DCA December Day 31❄️❄️

We did it! 31 requests in 31 days. My goodness. And what a fun one to cap us off too. I was hoping for a holiday party one as i had a few ideas in mind, hope you all enjoy and also, be on the look out for one more thing sometime tonight :)

Prompt: Christmas party at the plex, bonus for mistletoe shenanigans, andddd moon has a Santa hat lmao I can ask her for more details if you need!! ^^

Word Count: 1726

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"Sun! You have to hold still!" You laugh as he fidgets again. "You're going to end up ripping it and we don't have time to get a new one. 

You're attempting to help him put on a Christmas sweater, working against the laws of physics to get the thin neck around his too-big head. You're almost there, but he keeps moving around, as he always does when he's really excited like this. 

His rays pop out just a tad before they react again, voice slightly muffled by the sweater. "I know, I know! I'm sorry, I can't help it, Sunshine!"

"We're almost there, just a little more... there!" The sweater finally makes it over his head, and you see his smiling face once more. 

He jumps up, and adjust the sweater a little before standing proud, hands on his hips. "Well, how do I look?"

"Oh, very handsome." You put a hand to your chest. "The green really matches your eyes."

"Why thank you~" He says, and you both giggle. 

You look around for the antlers, snatching them up and handing them to him. "It's a bummer Moon won't let you wear the nose."

"You know him, always a downer." Sun fixes the headband on his head, you'd made it just for him so that it'd fit well. "At least he's wearing the hat."

You look around for your bag, grabbing it and slinging it onto your shoulder. "Very true, he'll look out of place if he doesn't."

There was a Christmas party tonight at the Plex, and anyone and everyone was going. That included yourself, the Daycare Attendant, and the other animatronics. It was going to be a night filled with fun and good times, and you were more than excited about it. Especially since this was your first holiday season with Sun & Moon as your partners.

"Ready to go?" You ask, as Sun makes the final adjustments to his head gear. 

"Just one thing left!" He bends down to your level, and out of nowhere, pulls out another pair of antlers, situating them on your head. "There! Now we match."

You giggle, and stand on your tip toes to give him a quick kiss. "Thank you. Now come on! We're going to end up being late, and we'll never hear the end of it from Freddy, bless his heart."

Sun's rays flutter and he nods quickly, grabbing your hand and taking the lead as you exit the Daycare. 

The entire Plex is decorated to the nines in decorations, but not in a tacky, corporate way like you'd expect. It's festive, but not overbearing. You can't help but admire it as you walk through. 

When you arrive to the West arcade, you find it's just the same, all sorts of wreaths, tinsel, and more are strung up all along the walls and railings. There's a massive tree situated next to the DJ, who grooves along to holiday music, he's also dressed up. A stovetop hat on his head and a giant fake corncob pip in between his teeth. You wonder who helped him with that one. 

You see the other animatronics are all dressed up as different holiday characters too. Freddy is playing the part of Santa, Chica's an elf, Monty makes you laugh with his Grinch costume, and Roxy looks fabulous as the Sugar Plum Fairy. They too, express disappointment that Sun's missing his red nose, but compliment your outfits nonetheless. 

The night proceeds exactly as you expect. You chat and catch up with coworkers you haven't seen in a while—ones you worked closely with prior to the Daycare—and Sun visits with his friends. You dance and sing along to different Christmas songs, DJ Music Man even dims the lights every so often so Moon is able to participate too. He gets many compliments on his red hat, and he merely mumbles 'thank you' in response. 

"It's true, it suits you well." You comment as another person walks by. 

The two of you are slow dancing to an older song, one you can't think of the name of currently. 

Moon tsks, looking down to you. "I'd believe you better if you weren't smiling so much, Star."

"It's true!" You laugh as he spins you. "You know I wouldn't lie to you."

He hums. "I suppose that's true. You're a terrible liar."

"Hey now, it's Christmas, be a little more considerate, yeah?"

Moon dips you, leaning in so your foreheads touch. "Considerate of what? Your bad lying skills or your feelings?"

"Both you jerk!" You swat at him as he chuckles. 

The sound of giggling a bit behind you, beyond the edge of the dancefloor distracts him momentarily, looking away from you. 

"What's that they're doing over there?"

You tilt your head back to look, and you see an upside down couple kissing under mistletoe that one of them is holding up, your heart drops to your stomach. Oh no. 

You swallow, looking upright again with a sheepish smile. "Well, funnily enough, you know that 'me being a terrible liar' thing we were just talking about?" You laugh nervously as his eyes narrow. "I uh, may have been doing a better job than you think."

It hadn't meant to happen, rather, it was a slip up that you just never corrected. Mainly, because you knew if either Sun or Moon knew what mistletoe stood for in relation to Christmas, they may go a bit, wild with it, to put it lightly. So, you just, never told them what it represented, skirting around the topic and saying something like 'it's just something you put up for the holidays'. 

You'd done this in the hopes that one day you could bring it up causally—preferably long after Christmas so they couldn't retaliate—and things would be much easier on you. 

Now though, you've been caught, and you quickly realize they're not going to let you off easy with this one. Your face and ears burn as you mumble out your explanation, and before you've even finished Moon is marching you over to the couple, politely asks them where they found the dubious little herb, and drags you along to retrieve his own. 

Once he does, you're forced to sit at a nearby table, in a quiet corner of the party, and are subjected to several kisses. Then, once you think it's over and you're free. Moon walks over to DJ Music Man, and to your horror you realize he's asking the bot to turn up the lights. 

Moon's expression is cat-like as he wiggles his fingers goodbye to you, Sun appearing in his place. He takes a moment to reapply his antlers, then whips to face you, eyes nothing but devious crescents as he waves cheerfully to you, walking back. 

"Oh lord I'm not strong enough for this." Your head goes into the table, feeling completely and utterly embarrassed. You're thankful now that someone spiked the eggnog, meaning no one is really paying attention to your little table in the corner. 

Unfortunately for you, not everyone at this party has the ability to drink eggnog, liquor-infused or not. 

There's a clink as something is set down on the table in front of you. A glass of punch you realize. You look up and to your right and see Chica's standing there, whistling as she glances to the side. 

She glances over at you briefly. "Thought you could use something to cool you down. Your internal temperature is reading as feverish, hot stuff. There's nothing in it, I didn't think you'd want that."

"You'd be right." You snatch up the drink, downing it in one go. You gasp when you finish, wiping your mouth. "Thank you."

She winks. "Anytime. Now go get 'em tiger! Freddy can only distract him for so long."

Your face starts burning again, and turning back you see that Sun is indeed currently talking to Freddy. He's still got the friendly demeanor he always has, but you can see how impatiently he's tapping his foot. Based on how happy Freddy is, you're guessing he has absolutely no idea he was sent as sabotage. 

"Right. Thank you." You stand up suddenly, chair squeaking as you do. Chica laughs, clapping you on the back before you walk off. 

When Sun sees you approach, he snatches up his opportunity. "Ah, there they are! Sorry to cut things short, Freddy, but I was promised another dance."

"Of course! No worries my friend." Freddy waves as Sun starts to lead you away again, barely able to say goodbye. "Have fun you two!"

Sun turns to call back to him. "Don't worry! We will." 

You gulp. 

As opposed to another private corner, Sun leads you up one of the staff stairwells. You're going up to the catwalks, you realize as you step out onto the platform, high above the party. It's a little quieter up here, but still just as lovely. You walk out to roughly the middle, Sun sitting down with you facing him in his lap after a moment. 

"This is, um, quite the scenery change." You say, glancing around. 

Sun tilts his head, tone as mischievous as ever. "I thought the change would be good, since it's not as easy to hide away. And you do seem oh so flustered."

"That's so not fair." You say as he kisses you. "This is exactly why I didn't tell you! I knew this was going to be the result."

Another kiss. "You don't seem to be complaining."

"Well no, I'm benefiting from it a great deal. Complaining is the antithesis of what I want currently."

Sun laughs at that, and you do as well, wrapping your arms around his neck as you initiate a kiss this time. 

"I've had a lot of fun tonight, you know. I'm glad we got to do this."

Sun's arms wraps around your back, encircling you in a warm hug. "We are too. I love you, Sunshine. Merry Christmas."

"I love you too." A kiss to his cheek. "Both of you. Merry Christmas."

You spend a large remainder of the rest of the party in each other's arms. And you would have gotten away with it too, had you not forgotten to wipe Sun's faceplate off, covered in bright red kisses marks from the lip gloss you'd worn. 

Totally worth it. 

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Thank you for the request @ccccaptain-clownyyy!! As i said i was hoping for a holiday party one, glad I got to do it to finish us out :)

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[writteninsunshine]

You Won’t See Me In The Mirror - Axel/Zexion - SFW

Title: You Won’t See Me In The Mirror

Author: Donnie

Fandom: Kingdom Hearts

Setting: Castle Oblivion

Pairing: Axel/Zexion

Characters: Axel, Zexion, Vexen, Lexaeus, Marluxia

Genre: Hurt/Comfort/Angst

Rating: T

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 1232

Type Of Work: One-Shot, Part of the 8 Days Of Axel series

Status: Complete

Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, Set During CoM, Vexen’s Death Is A Strong Theme, Zexion is Upset, Illusions, Kisses To Distract From The Pain, Vague Fluff

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything.

Summary: Zexion was upset, understandably, but Axel didn’t want any bad blood between them.

AN: Hey guys, it’s me again! Just thought I ought to say, if you want vague updates and to talk to me more, I have Twitter and Tumblr, too! Twitter is Sunshinecackle, and Tumblr is Writteninsunshine! I also have a writing Discord that is currently pretty dead. xD I can PM it to people who want it on FFN, for everyone else, it’s here: https://discord.gg/FyaWw25

So, I’m really loving these prompts? They do a lot for me. I hope that you guys are liking these because they’re a lot of fun to work on. I’m going to have to keep working ahead of time to get them out, I think. I think getting the day done a little ahead of time is going to be better than posting late. I hope you guys enjoy this!

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You Won’t See Me In The Mirror

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“I know what you did.” 

Zexion’s voice came from nowhere and everywhere at the same time, and Axel knew this trick. He was obscuring himself on purpose, some form of intimidation tactic, maybe. It wasn’t working, not really. Axel sighed.

“And…?” He asked, raising an eyebrow as he tried to pinpoint where he’d heard the blue-haired man’s voice from. Unfortunately, he was being a dirty little sneak and projecting his voice all around the room. What was Axel to do? It wasn’t like he could dissipate whatever illusion the Schemer was putting on. He had a bad habit of shooting fireballs at nothing whenever Zexion did this sort of thing.

“I think you and I both know that you will pay for it.” Axel was sure he was pacing, now, he could almost hear it. Zexion had a tendency to pace when he was upset, not as much as Vexen had, but he must have picked up the habit from the older man. Green eyes scoured the room for any sign that might give him away, but he couldn’t find a single corner or zipper within the illusion. 

“What are you going to do about it? Sic your guard dog on me?” Axel asked, feigning nonchalance as well as ever. Eliminating one of their own had been somewhat jarring, even if he’d never gotten along with Vexen. Something told him that he’d just have to get used to it. Orders were orders and unfortunately, he would do what he was told. 

“Lexaeus can stand for himself, though I know that he is upset just the same as I,” Zexion replied, tone biting. “Vexen was my friend, and hardly a traitor to the Organization.” Marluxia’s order wasn’t fair, it wasn’t right! That was the true treason here. And he was mad about it. Injustice wasn’t something he would stand for and had he had Lexaeus with him, well, he wouldn’t have taken to it, either. The pair of them had discussed Vexen’s passing and Axel’s involvement in it; Their final decision was that he didn’t deserve to stay, either.

“So… What areyou going to do?” Axel asked, crossing his arms. There was no point in looking anymore. This was turning into a game he didn’t want to play. All he wanted to do was go to sleep, find a place to curl up and have a nap, and Zexion was invading his ‘Axel Time’. He barely got any of that these days.

“I’m going to…” Zexion wasn’t entirely sure what he planned on doing if he were honest. Something, for sure, but… What? There was sometimes a downside to genius, and it was the fact that he couldn’t just focus on one thing sometimes. Intrusive thoughts about their projects would interject themselves sometimes, and he wouldn’t be able to think straight. “Make you suffer.” 

Distracted by his thoughts, the voice he’d been using dropped, and the reverberation didn’t mask his whereabouts anymore. Darting to the right and swiping his hand through the pseudo wall, he snagged Zexion’s arm and yanked him forward, outside of his illusion and suddenly vulnerable. The blue-haired male licked his lips, heart hammering in his chest. He was clearly terrified, even if he tried to let his pride have one last hurrah with a stoic expression. Those eyes gave it away.

“And how do you think you’re going to do that? You’re not exactly a fighter, are you?” Zexion was slippery, he was a liar and a cheat, and a thousand things that amounted to someone that avoided confrontation instead of facing it head-on. There was a reason that Luxord wouldn’t bet with him; They’d be there all night with the same tricks launched back and forth at one another.

“I can fight.” They both knew that he couldn’t. Even Zexion didn’t believe his lie, his voice quaked, and he gulped audibly.

“Can you, now?” Axel smirked, tugging the shorter man closer by his arm, switching to holding the collar of his coat after a second. Zexion’s eyes closed as he flinched, suddenly being so close to the other’s face made him anxious. He was going to die like this, and that was all there was to it. Axel’s smirking face was going to be the last thing that he saw before he died, and he wasn’t quite sure he liked that. Was that what Vexen had seen? What actually happened, he couldn’t have foretold no matter what he did to try and predict the future.

Lips connected with his, warm and slightly chapped, and those cobalt eyes popped open in surprise. Zexion’s lips parted and Axel’s tongue rushed inside, swiping against his lifeless tongue for a moment. While he wanted to talk, to say something, anything… Zexion was speechless, slowly gaining the confidence to lick back against the other’s tongue, tasting cinnamon on his breath. There was something oddly addicting about Axel’s mouth, and he found himself seeking more, tugging him closer by his firm grip on Axel’s hood.

After what felt like an eternity wrapped into a single second, Axel pulled away with a soft smile on his lips. Even his eyes looked tender, and Zexion was left panting, lips slightly bruised and puffy. He gulped again, staring up into those mysterious green eyes, wondering just what Axel’s angle was. Interrupted before he could get out a single word of his inquiry into the air, Axel kissed his nose. A trail of kisses brought him to Zexion’s ear, and he kissed the lobe gently.

“I’m sorry, truly.” He whispered against the shell of his ear, kissing the lobe after a second. “I eliminated a friend of yours, a founding member of the Organization, and… Yeah, he didn’t really do anything to earn it.” Slowly, Axel was backing up slightly as he spoke, but his voice remained quiet. “You don’t deserve what’s going to happen.”

“So you intend on killing all of us.” Zexion sighed, wrenching his body back to dislodge the other’s hands wrapped in his coat. It didn’t work, because despite the dry pasta Axel had for arms, they were strong enough to keep the smaller man in place. The shorter man’s composure was starting to crack despite his best efforts, and he looked up to try and keep tears from falling. One skated down his smooth cheek, and Axel swiped at it with his gloved thumb. 

“Now, I never said that.” Axel cooed, smiling at him sorry. “I’m apologizing, not taking your life.”

“It feels like a guarantee for the gallows.” Zexion murmured, absently pressing up into another kiss the elder man started, trying to distract him.

“Mmm, I never <i>said</i> anything about that. You’re going to be okay.” Axel wouldn’t kill him. Maybe he’d find a way to make it happen, but he wasn’t in the business of killing Zexion. Vexen was good enough.

“...So you wish to truly apologize?” Zexion asked, finally, drawing back from the long, gentle kiss.

“Yes.” Axel stressed, nodding, “I want you to know I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“Only Vexen.” With no regard for those that cared about him.

“Yes.” Axel didn’t get it.

“Then don’t do this again. The Organization should not be turning on itself.” 

“Yes, sir.” Axel would follow his orders, wherever they took him.

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AN: So, there we have it. I actually really like this fic, even if you can tell who’s salty about Vexen’s death. It’s me. It’s still me. Whoops. I hope you guys enjoyed it!

Prompt: 8 Days Of Axel Day 5 Apologies