#i was originally supposed to be winter/christmas themed

[xxlady-lunaxx]

It was weird. Seeing so many people—it wasn’t just all the Hashira today. There were other lower ranked Slayers here, too. Gathered for the training. And yet, all Sanemi could see was Obanai. Obanai, standing there, looking irritated that he had to participate in training the incompetent trainees. Looking the same as usual and fucking gorgeous.

Likely noticing Sanemi’s gaze on him, Obanai looked up. He sent the man a curious tilt of his head, nearly causing Sanemi to have a fucking seizure at the unintentionally adorable look. Quickly looking away, Sanemi went back to paying attention to what they were supposed to focus on for the day.

It had been like this for so long, now. Time and time again, Sanemi caught himself thinking of Obanai. He didn’t encourage it, himself. Hell, he’d call anyone who did the same a creep. It was hard to understand. Sanemi couldn’t understand himself. Yet he couldn’t help it when he’d immediately turn to Obanai during Hashira meetings, or let his focus wander when they spoke. It went unasked. Uncalled for, really.

Despite his constant turmoil surrounding Obanai, it took weeks—a few months, actually—for Sanemi to recognize what this was. And, when he did place a word on it, he wished he’d never figured it out. Because Sanemi was in love. Sanemi Shinazugawa in-fucking-love with his best friend. Of all people. Had he forsaken every promise to not indulge in such things, lest he wanted to deal with the consequences? What the fuck, Sanemi. Get your fucking grip.

Even so, he made no move to stop it. It was stupid, full of idiotic hope of a man long lost in the mere chance he could milk anything from this fucked situation. But Sanemi couldn’t help it. He loved Obanai. Wishing that his feelings were reciprocated was going to happen one way or another.

At least he prided himself in not making a move. That would be truly idiotic. Only a dumbass would let himself into a relationship, whilst being a Hashira, and knowing full well how getting close to anyone had turned out before. Right?

Wrong. God, fucking fuck, Sanemi! What the hell had gotten into him? Flirting with Obanai—subtly, so subtly. And then dropping everything that screamed in him to be inconspicuous and flat out asking—“Wanna go out?”

Stupid, stupid, idiot, dumbass, Sanemi, you little shit, you little prick. But the words had already come out, were already in the air. To Obanai’s credit, he didn’t look completely aghast. No. But he did look shocked, eyes wide although not judging. It was hard to tell with that wrap of bandages on him, but it seemed like Obanai’s cheeks were flushed. He ducked his head away, stammering a response.

“What… do you mean from that?” he mumbled, probably hoping Sanemi was joking.

He wasn’t, unfortunately. Although everyone could hope and dream, Sanemi included.

“Uhm. Shit, uh, no, uhm.” Wow, Sanemi was pathetic. Even after he’d gone and asked Obanai out, he couldn’t clarify what he’d meant. Even after the months of agonizing and thinking this very conversation through, all he could muster was ‘uhm.’ “Uhh. Fuck.”

Obanai cocked his head at him, now a bit more puzzled than anything. “Shinazugawa?”

Ah, fuck. And there he went. Melting Sanemi into a puddle with those wide, heterochromic eyes. “‘s nothing. Sorry,” Sanemi muttered, looking away.

“What did you mean?” Obanai pressed.

“It’s really nothing. I didn’t mean to say it.” Stop. Fucking. Talking. Sanemi.

Obanai’s eyes narrowed. Ahhh, and he still possessed his ability to read right through Sanemi’s lies. Just great. “Uh huh. Well, what did you mean, even if you take it back now?” he asked.

There was no reason for Obanai’s insistence to be so endearing. Yet it was, and Sanemi was a sucker for it all. “Uhm. Just. On a date. Go out, as in dating,” he managed, eyes avoiding the only man he would look at. “It’s stupid.”

“Do you… take it back?”

Sanemi couldn’t see his face, and it was hard to discern his voice. But he shook his head anyway, because transparency was—wait was there a phrase for that? Transparency was humiliating, at the very least.

“No. I mean, like. It was meant for you. But not for now,” he mumbled stupidly.

“Oh.”

‘Oh’? What the hell did that mean?

“Is that a no,” Sanemi said flatly. Less of a question, more of a grim acceptance that Obanai thought he was completely and utterly disgusting.

“No.”

“Huh?”

He looked up. Obanai stared at him, a bit timidly. But he gazed at him with determination that read that he was not going to let Sanemi stand there and make a fool of himself.

“I mean,” Obanai clarified, “that we can ‘go out.’ On a date. Or as in dating. Your choice.”

The way he threw it out there so easily. As if it hadn’t caused Sanemi so much fucking anxiety.

“Really?”

“Yes. Are you daft, Shinazugawa? Have you slept recently? This isn’t a dream,” Obanai said impatiently. Like he was reading Sanemi’s mind. “I said yes. I don’t care if we’ll both regret this later”—which they likely would—“there’s no time like the present, right?”

Sanemi nodded slowly. Half relieved and half full of even more panic. He wasn’t supposed to be doing this. Neither of them were. But Obanai was right. No time like the present.

“Y…yeah. Then, what? We just fuck around and let things happen?” Sanemi said, a bit in his own world.

Obanai nodded. He seemed to be smiling. Kaburamaru was equally in a good mood, nuzzling Obanai’s cheek. “Exactly.”

Reluctantly, and then embracingly, Sanemi let a grin rise on his face. “Fuck yeah,” he breathed. “Fuck, finally.”

“Mm?” Obanai’s smile was loud through his words. God, fuck, he was the best. “Been waiting?”

“So fucking long.”

“Then the feeling’s mutual. I’ll see you tomorrow, Shinazugawa,” Obanai said lightly. He would be back tomorrow. God, fuck, yes.

“Yeah. Tomorrow.” Oh, my fuck, yes.

[coichii]

THIS CHRISTMAS ✭

—(🎧)—> you’re supposed to be getting ready for a party, but jeongin’s temptations get to you first.

pairing - bf!jeongin ♥︎ fem!reader

genre - suggestive (18+)

word count - 0.8k (850)

warnings - highly suggestive but no borderline smut, making out, nudity, erotic thoughts & themes.

series note: hello !! welcome to part eight of my winter series, “winter records of love” where there will be 8 individual short stories for each member :) these stories are based off of songs I deem “winter” feeling ! this story is based off of “This Christmas” by Donny Hatway. enjoy <3

“We’re leaving in an hour!” You heard your boyfriend shout from outside the bathroom door. You respond with a loud hum before continuing to dry the damp ends of your hair.

Tonight was the night of the Christmas Party Chan was hosting. A buzz vibrates in your stomach; you have been waiting for this.

You wanted to look your best, quickly finishing styling your hair by throwing it in a loose fitting ponytail and doing light makeup.

You apply mascara before doing lipgloss, rubbing the sticky gloss over your lips before smiling slightly in the mirror.

You look pretty damn good if you say so yourself.

You had brought your dress with you in the bathroom, so it’s easy to slip the dress on and zip it up.

It’s pretty simple; slim, red, and slightly glittery. You’re excited to wear it out, not just because you feel sexy in it, but because you’re hoping it’ll drive Jeongin crazy.

Jeongin is matching you, also wearing a slim fitting red tuxedo with a silver pin on the pocket. You know how he has a thing for you in these type of dresses, how the style always gets him to go feral.

You can’t wait to see that again.

You begin adding the finishing touches, wrapping a bracelet around your wrist and trying to do the necklace, but struggling a little bit.

Arms getting tired, you creek the door open and look for jeongin to help you with it. There, you see him sitting on the small chair near your bed absorbed in his phone.

He looks so pretty; eyes sparkling and face shiny. You almost forget what you wanted his attention for.

“Hey, innie? Can you help me with this?” You ask, lifting the pearl necklace in his direction. He looks up, and it’s as if his mind goes blank.

He always thinks you look beautiful, but damn. You look even better than he could imagine.

The way your dress covers the dimensions of your body makes him feel all sorts of things inside, it’s cloth enhancing everything he finds attractive about you.

“Yeah, I’m coming.” He huffs, standing up from his spot on the couch and taking the necklace from your hand.

He breathes out a shaky breath after inhaling your rich perfume, wrapping the necklace around your neck and securing it quickly.

He moves his hands from your around your face to your waist, wrapping them around and nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck.

“You’re beautiful.” He mumbles, and your heart flutters.

Not “you look beautiful.”, but “you’re beautiful.” Some may say it’s trivial, but you see it different. You see it as a declaration of love.

“You are too, baby.” You respond, bringing your hands from where they had been resting to where his rest on your hips.

“Mhm.” He mutters. He moves his hands from your wait to the back of your neck agains. You wonder what he’s doing until you feel the zipper of your dress being pulled down to your back.

As a reflex, you yelp, covering your bare chest as Jeongin smirks and chuckles. You turn around to face his devilish smirk as you flush red. You wanted it to end up this way, but man, you were not prepared for that.

“Jeongin!” You exclaim, covering your face with one hand while the other still covers your chest.

“What can I say?” He shrugs defiantly. “I can’t help myself when my future wife looks this good.”

You blush even deeper than you had originally. He really knows how to use his words to his advantage.

He brings his hand to the hand you have covering you chest and moves it out the way, groaning slightly as he takes in the sight. He tries to pull the rest of the dress down, but you slap his hand away before your waist is exposed.

“J-Jeongin,” you start, struggling to resist the temptation that his eyes are giving you; they’re staring deeply into yours, his eyes darker with both love & lust. “We have to go soon.”

“Mhm, baby.” He groaned. “I can just tell Chris we got sick, it’ll work baby.” He grabs one of your hands and brings them to his lips, giving it a simple kiss before pulling it and you towards the bed.

“I guess you’re right, but aren’t you going to regret it?” You ask, and he chuckles in response, shaking his head no and engaging a deep kiss with you.

Your lips mold against each others perfectly, him deepening the kiss by bringing his hand to the back of your head. He swallows a moan of yours and uses your parted lips to his advantage, pushing even further than you thought was possible.

He brings his hand to your chest, groaning as he feels up on the soft, warm area. You feel your self slipping right into the trap you had set for him, but it feels intoxicating and perfect.

He only pulls away when he no longer has air, staring into your eyes passionately as both of you catch your breaths.

“Oh baby, I could never regret this.”

[kcalsforhim]

𓏲.ೃ࿔❀˙˖ ｡ friday 3 jan 2025

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THANK YOU FOR 101 FOLLOWERS ! I LOVE YOUUUU !!!!

i woke up a couple times but i ended up properly waking up around 10:30… i had planned to see haku today since it had been since before the winter vacation that i saw him.. my sweet boy … he reached out to me first to come see me and he doesn’t even know how much that means, i still think about it. i kind of thought he forgot about me for a while, but i really do love him

i skipped breakfast and i wore very comfortable clothes… i looked kinda basic but that really doesn’t matter cause i checked the weather and it was supposed to feel like -4 degrees out so i really needed it… i went out and got on the train and that was fine for the most part.

1 small boba, brown sugar milk tea with coconut milk instead of dairy, and 50% sugar instead of 100-150%. tapioca pearls

this was so yum <3 i haven’t had a boba in forever, and it felt a little better cause it was small and i replaced the milk and had them put less sugar, so i felt slightly less bad about it.

i went to the shop with cigarettes, and the guy flirted with me and i got a pack of cigarettes for 20 € .. then i went and waited for haku. when i saw him i was happy ^^

we went to the miniso first and got eachother late christmas presents, we got eachother matching sanrio bedtime lamps, i bought him a cinnamoroll one, and he got me a kuromi one… afterwards we went to the primark where i bought a kuromi fluffy blanket, a fluffy hoodie blanket, a hello kitty plush (i already have the kuromi and my melody versions of this plush), and a keychain of kuromi and my melody encased in a heart shape with pink liquid

the primark was so hot we needed to get ouuuut !!! we went outside and we smoked a little and by this point we had to pee so we went to go pee

1 miniso kuromi drink ! i had a strawberry flavour one

it was good ! originally i had the kuromi one, it was grape flavour, and haku had the hello kitty one, it was strawberry… but we liked eachothers flavours more… so we swapped flavours and afterwards swapped the can back to keep hehehe

afterwards we smoked and then went to the manga store, it’s called “whoops !” which i think is so cute. an old ex used to take me there often, i thought for sure i took haku there before, but i never did.. so it was fun ! we looked at manga and i bought this cute strawberry shortcake themed miku figure cause, i haven’t bought myself a figure in about a year hehe… i thought she was so cute !

then i can’t exactly recall what we did but soon we went home ^^ i was sad to see him go, but i knew id see him soon again at school. when i got home to my local train station i walked home which was nice. it was a little cold but i didn’t mind. my bags were a little bothersome tho hehe..

i got home rlly needing to pee and afterwards i ate.. i plated kind of carelessly today ? idk

- 4 flats, 2 drumsticks, 3 pieces of cauliflower

- a dish with ketchup and mayo i couldn’t finish lol

- leftover spinach

- 3 chocoballs, 2 dates

- 2 bites of burek

so careless it’s almost disgusting !!! but what am i supposed to do now lol. i already ate it.. i didn’t think much of it at the time. i don’t exactly fully regret it but i probably should be LOL

anyways after this i took out my contacts and promptly fell asleep ? like properly… i slept till 3 am or something like that hehe.. i stayed up till 8 am till i fell back asleep again after um taking care of my BUSINESS iykwim heheheh

i remember seeing a figure of senbonzakura miku and wanting it SOOOOO BAD !! i love military themes and inspiration and i think she’s so cool… so here is the song connected to that fig !

𓏲.ೃ࿔❀˙˖ ｡ stats for today

streak : 3 days binge free !

steps : 13.0 k

overal steps were alright, no treadmill hell today, but i didn’t pay attention to my food today which is kind of disappointing hehe.. shockingly i really didn’t think about food much anyway today ehe

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[historical-fashion-polls]

Ive really been enjoying the Halloween brackets getting to see my favorite progress through the rounds is so fun! The vampire brackets been my fav, it was a great idea. Thank you for running it!

I liked the others suggestions of doing something similar for other seasons too. And I know it's a moot point for the moment since this winter doesnt work for you, but while it would still be a lot of fun to do more themed brackets, if you ever do another please consider doing something that isnt themed around a religious holiday. as someone from a different religion who kinda dreads all the Christmas themed stuff in December I wouldn't be able to enjoy a Christmas version. One that's new years or winter themed would be a fun alternative though!

Snowflake, midnight, pine tree, and candle like were suggested in the first ask about this would all be fun, though candy cane is a little christmasy for my taste. I think hot chocolate would be a good wintery one too!

hi dear anon! 💖

I'm so glad to hear that you had fun with the halloween brackets! 🥰🥰 the vampire bracket was one of my favorites too! 🩸🖤

and you needn't worry – the only themed brackets I would do would be seasonal or based around a not-explicitly-religious holiday (like halloween) ☺️💕 the original ask/answer on that idea was focused on more generally "wintery" topics, and I think it was only the anon who asked the second question who brought up the idea of christmas, but since I didn't want to get into details/semantics further on an event that likely won't happen for another year, I didn't clarify – although I suppose I perhaps should have – that any bracket I did in the winter would be non-denominational, likely based on the color categories I brainstormed in that first post ❄️❄️

if I converted "candy cane" to "peppermint," would that be less christmassy? I only ask since I'm tempted to keep that or a similar category, just because I think the white/red color combo would be really fun and striking, and I can already think of a number of garments that could be part of that category! ☺️☺️ (although I suppose I don't want to go too far into planning the details here, since I'm not even sure if there's enough general interest to sanction another tournament, but I thought I'd ask anyway! 😅😅)

thank you for your thoughtful message, and I hope this has assuaged any concerns you have! ☺️☺️ it has always been my intention to construct any possible tournaments based on non-religious themes! 💕💕

[atamascolily]

Can we talk about this shot for a second? It's only for a second, as part of our whirlwind tour of the reborn Mitakihara (now under new management) but it's striking not only because of the bare trees--a recurring theme--but also the abrupt seasonal shift. Just a second ago, the cherry blossoms were blooming as the girls walked to school, but now we've reverted back to winter with footprints in the snow leading to an open door (another recurring theme). Who made the footprints? Presumably Homura, of course.

Notice also how the doors open to a brick wall--a dead end. I suppose it's possible that there are passageways to the left and right, but even then, it's clear that the way forward is still blocked. THE SYMBOLISM THERE. Note that the footsteps only go in one direction, so whoever passed through didn't backtrack, either.

The reversion to winter may symbolize Homura's control over time, but it may also indicate that while Madoka lives in a perpetually blooming wonderland, it's always winter for Homura, representing her isolation from the others.

Why two trees, though? "Symmetry" is the obvious answer, and yet I can't help thinking of Yeats' poem "The Two Trees", which opens with the lines, "Beloved, gaze in thine own heart / The Holy Tree is growing there" and describes the joyous blossoming of this tree before pivoting to a second tree more like the ones we see here: "For all things turn to barrenness / In the dim glass the demons hold".

Madoka is represented again and again by a blooming cherry tree, but Homura is the opposite, even after her ostensible triumph.

Then we have the mural of Christmas presents on the wall, which are identical to the ones Homura conjured up earlier, which is straight-up out of The Nutcracker and the Mouse King.

You know what else is featured in that mural, though? The fruit from the Cake Song! We can see the raspberry (Sayaka) and the melon (Madoka), the latter of which brings "sweet dreams for all" when it "breaks".

I can't make out anything that looks like the other girls (Kyouko, apple; Mami, cheese; and Homura, pumpkin), but it's interesting that the melon is flanked by the raspberry and that both are repeated twice in the mural.

The mural is also done in what appears to be a trompe l'oeil style, i.e. a kind of optical illusion where the two-dimensional appears three-dimensional, which is also a profound symbolic statement about reality and illusion within Homura's world. The way it reflects on the snow like a mirage...!

Taken all together, I interpret this shot as saying that while Mitakihara has theoretically been remade to be just like it was originally, the bones of the labyrinth it once was (and still technically is) remain, hidden in plain sight.

[miss-celestia13]

Wool to Brave the Seasons

Jonerys Winter Wonderland

~*~

“You could stay with me. At least until the storm passes,” He said, making her go rigid as her head shook so hard she feared her neck would crack. Scurrying to put words to her hasty reaction as it seemed to deepen the crease between his brows.

“No, no need to put yourself out for me. I’ll manage.”

He crossed his arms again, observing the tremor in her hands as the chill grew more intense, and she knew it would only get worse. Still, she couldn’t stay with him. She had only just learned his name. The voice in her head told her she never worried about that when she went home with someone after a night out. It was rare when she did, but it was true, and it annoyed her that even her mind was against her.

“Daenerys, it’s only to get worse. Your pride won’t keep you warm.”

~*~

A sudden blizzard cancels Dany's Holiday plans. Lucky for her, her handsome neighbor is also spending Christmas alone. A string of bad luck soon follows, leaving her with no choice but to take Jon Snow up on his offer to wait out the storm at his place.

~*~

This isn’t really based on the Winter Wonderland prompts, though it started that way. I originally wanted to merge Day Two and Three, it was supposed to be a one-shot, but I got carried away, and it turned into something else. But it’s Christmas/winter-themed and written for the challenge. Rated explicit as it will get smutty!

[lynburnlegagy123]

Yeah, I am Australian and all the decorations are snow themed even though it's summer, that doesn't have anything to do with the original post, guys. Stuff is allowed to be local and people are allowed to talk about the ways climate change impacts them specifically? I'm very confused by some of the other responses on this post. Christmas is getting hotter. Everything is getting hotter. You worrying about how early the spring leaves are coming out doesn't take anything away from me worrying about how late the Christmas beetles are coming out, and I'm disgruntled that people are saying that it does.

Talking about middle Europe and things that impact it isn't anglocentric, folks. Everyone on this post is in agreement that climate change is bad, and that we live on a planet that is round, and thus has multiple climates, yes? And that an area's climate behaving in a way it isn't supposed to is a different and worse thing to there being a disparity between climate and culture, yes? A post isn't a fucking manifesto, and it doesn't have to mention every aspect of a problem. This post is about one thing. That thing needs to be talked about. Being assholes because it's not about every other thing isn't drawing attention to the other issues or calling out anglocentrism. It is simply being assholes, and I won't stand for it being done with stuff like people having fake snowmen in their yard in suburban Sydney or "Winter Wonderland" playing at the shops. That's a completely different thing, and you're welcome to make your own post about it, but don't hijack someone worrying about the climate crisis for it, or act like they don't have a right to being upset because somewhere else has it worse.

Fucking hell.

Christmas as a cultural icon is starting to get really dystopian in a climate sense, december has historically been a time of year in which there would be snow in a significant portion of europe and north america, and the fact that its not even icy this time of year and all the christmas songs and decorations reference a time of year that will likely never exist in the same way again in my life time is so strange.

[mooniesbeam]

baby wrote their first fanfic on a03 (way to be late to the party...!) it's a winter/christmas themed Friday the 13th fic centering you and jason, married together, living with your dog in the Jersey woods during winter. also, you guys slaughter 5 college students while there, but hot cocoa and snow flakes!!

check it out guys (^_^;). I was originally supposed to write it on Dec 13, but man, finals suck. anyways, please read my fic and I hope you enjoy! criticism and tips are appreciated!

[eldritchsurveys]

1228.

Have you ever had a friend that you found extremely annoying but put up with anyway? >> I genuinely do not understand this concept. I may have a hard time determining what a friend is and how to know if I have one, but at the very least I can say that being annoyed by someone is a disqualifying factor...

In the winter if your skin gets really dry do you bother to use lotion, or do you just leave it alone? >> I use so much moisturiser in the winter, I hate the feeling of dry skin.

What would your friends think of you if they read every survey answer that had to do with them? . Who was the last person you sat beside at a restaurant? >> Sparrow, I assume.

Do you hate being the first person to start a conversation? >> This doesn't bother me at all, unless it's part of a pattern that makes me feel like the other party is never really interested in conversing with me.

Who is popular in your country? (Singers, actors etc..) >> The United States has a shit ton of celebrities…

What did you watch today? >> I watched an episode of Frasier whilst eating breakfast, an episode of The Amazing World of Gumball whilst eating lunch and waiting for something to download, and I just finished watching the movie Enemy. True or False: Yoshi is the cutest dinosaur ever? >> Eh.

Peaches or plums? >> Plums. Do you understand art? >> Like... as a concept? Sure? I guess? It can't be that complicated.

Spongebob or Patrick? >> I don't like that show at all, so, none. Do you read books or magazines more? >> I’m more likely to read a book than a magazine. Do/did your parents buy you a lot for Christmas? >> He never bought me anything for Christmas.

Would you rather watch little kid’s cartoons, older kid’s cartoons, or adult cartoons? >> I prefer animation tailored towards either older kids or adults.

How about watching regular cartoons or anime? >> I definitely seem to vibe more with the themes, animation styles, and tropes of anime than Western animation, but I do watch both.

What cartoons/anime do you actually like, if you like any at all? >> The Amazing World of Gumball, We Bare Bears, Metalocalypse, Kill La Kill, Fruits Basket, Kiznaiver… to name just a few.

What are a few “dream” jobs you have in general? >> I don’t have any dream jobs.

Out of all the cultures in the world, what culture do you find the most interesting? >> Culture itself is of great interest to me. There is not a single culture on this planet that is uninteresting. That's just impossible to fathom.

What is your culture like, do you like your culture, and do you even follow your culture at all? >> I feel largely culture-less. I of course do participate in USAmerican culture because I live here, but I don't feel like a part of it. And I am Black, but I have always felt like an outsider/interloper there as well. Additionally, culture to me is something that is transmitted by one's family of origin, and I don't have any of those ties either.

What’s something that bothers you about girls? . What are you doing tomorrow? >> I don’t know what I’m doing tomorrow. More of the same, I suppose.

Do you wet the toothbrush before the toothpaste? >> I do not.

Where do you like to keep your money? >> I keep it in a zip pouch.

Would you ever dye your hair blonde? >> I would not.

What are you wearing? >> Black shorts and a grey camisole.

Do you like ramen noodles? >> I like ramen. The noodles themselves are unremarkable to me. Do you own a webcam? >> My laptop has one, but I never use it. I put a little cover over it.

Who was the last person you took a picture with? >> If anyone, it was most likely Sparrow.

Do you like Redbull? >> Eh. It's marginally more acceptable than any other energy drink out there, flavour-wise. Also, I think the ingredients are slightly better.

Who is the last person you spent money on? .

Are you going to have a baby by the time you’re eighteen? >> Well, obviously that did not happen.

Do you hate it when people mispronounce your name? >> That doesn't happen all that often, more people get my last name right than I would have thought. I do get a lot of misspellings, though, and that is annoying.

Do you have a digital camera? >> I do not.

What’s the last kind of Vitamin Water you had? . Do you own a copy of Roller Coaster Tycoon? >> I do not.

Do you have any birth marks in embarrassing places? >> I... guess not? What even is an embarrassing place to have a birthmark?

When was the last time you were in a hospital? >> I have no idea. After Liz's son was born? Like five years ago?

Do you like to kill people on the Sims? >> That was never a big motivation for me, no.

Have you used Limewire before? >> I used Soulseek and Frostwire more, but yeah, I've used Limewire.

Are you or were you in a band? >> I have never been in a band.

Is the taste of alcohol appealing to you? >> Sure. I can honestly say there'd be no reason for me to drink alcohol if I didn't like the way it tasted. There are other forms of mind alteration that I vastly prefer.

[bloodhoundluke]

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

welcome! here's my masterlist. i hope you enjoy these pieces as much i've enjoyed writing them. as in for now, i'll be writing for luke hemmings. this is supposed to be a safe place for everyone. please keep in mind that the writing here does not represent real people: in other words, these are purely fiction.

REQUESTS: CLOSED

🌸 = fluff

🌧 = angst

❤️‍🔥 = smut

𝗅𝗎𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌

singular blurbs & fics:

birthday shenanigans 🌸 wake me up when september ends 🌸🌧 (songfic) and i love the way you decorate my heart 🌸🌧 (christmas themed) nervous [university au] 🌸🌧 for the love of strange medicine 🌸🌧 lucky 🌸 (sickfic) you, forever 🌧🌸

drunken smiles & fishnet stockings ❤️‍🔥🌸 (halloween themed) hush and kiss me 🌸 (winter themed)

headcanons:

halloween 🌸

instagram blurbs:

pt. 1 ➢ pt. 2 (gf! reader, fc: camila cabello) secrets? ➢ pt. 2 no more secrets (gf! reader, fc: claudia tihan) roses (painter/digital illustrator! reader, fc: sabrina carpenter) ready for those flashing lights (model!reader, fc: alexa demie) i like thursdays (booktuber!reader, fc: steph bohrer)

series:

dress code: baby blue pt. 1: best years 🌸 ⎮ pt.2 (coming)

when facing the things we turn away from (the rest of them are coming) starting line 🌸🌧 ⎮ saigon 🌸🌧 ⎮ motion 🌸🌧 ⎮ place in me 🌧 ⎮ baby blue ⎮ repeat ⎮ mum ⎮ slip away 🌧 ⎮ diamonds ⎮ a beautiful dream ⎮ bloodline ⎮ comedown

updated: 11/2023.

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[laceandsilkhandkerchiefs]

Tea For Two (Snzfic, Original Characters)

I was lucky enough to have writing inspiration strike me once again, thanks in large part to the wonderful holiday-themed prompts @oh-no-my-hand-slipped was kind enough to share on their blog. Go and check them out if you’re in need of writing juice, or just want to contemplate some warm and fuzzy scenarios!

Anyhow, this story takes place in the early 1900s in a fictional small English market town (a la C/andleford in the TV show L/ark R/ise to C/andleford if anyone knows what that is) and it features two new OCs of mine, Mary and Anton. Also, as a side note, Anton is originally from Ukraine, and so I tried to convey within the dialogue that English isn’t his first language without going too overboard with it. Please let me know if you think it needs tweaking, though!

I believe that’s all for now! Enjoy the story, let me know if you’d like me to write more for these two OCs, and have a happy holiday/winter season!

It was a bitterly cold evening in Kingsbury, the December wind whipping down the streets of the small town and forcing its residents inside early. Though it was only 4 o'clock in the afternoon, the streets of the usually bustling market town were empty save for a few stragglers, hurrying home from their work or their shopping as fast as possible, lest they catch a cold from the dreadful chill in the air.

Ms. Mary Williamson, the schoolmistress, was no exception. Her day had been especially long, her students rather unruly in anticipation of the Christmas holiday only one week away, and she was looking forward to an evening spent by the fire with a cup of hot chocolate and a novel.

As she neared home, however, she caught sight of something which struck her as rather unusual. Anton, Kingsbury's ice deliveryman who offered the town's residents sleighrides during the winter months, was standing on his usual street corner, tending to his horses while barely concealing the way he was shivering as the wind cut through him. As Mary continued to watch, he momentarily turned away to cough into his gloved fist, grimacing in a way that suggested it had hurt.

Well, now, this simply wouldn't do.

Turning up the collar of her coat, Mary crossed the street determinedly. Anton glanced up as she approached, and when he caught sight of her he raised his hand in greeting with a smile that made her heart skip a beat, even as she tried to focus on the task at hand.

"Good evening to you, Ms. Williamson. You have finished your work for the day?"

"Good evening to you, Anton. And yes, I have. I'm on my way home now," Mary replied.

"Ah, I see." Anton nodded and cleared his throat, rather huskily. "Would you perhaps like a ride there? It is very cold tonight, and I do not wish you to become ill."

"Thank you, but I wouldn't want to trouble you," Mary said. "I only came to say that perhaps you should turn in for the night. It sounds as though you might be catching cold, and this weather can't be helping."

Anton flushed pink, though it was almost imperceptible with the way his cheeks and nose were already red from the cold and his cough. He rubbed at his nose and cast his gaze at his feet as he spoke.

"You are kind to worry, Ms. Williamson, but I promise you that I am fine. This weather is... not so different from my country."

"Perhaps not," Mary conceded. "But surely one evening off wouldn't go amiss?"

Anton chuckled at that, though it quickly turned into a cough and he was forced to turn away from Mary as he hacked into his shoulder for a minute. Her chest ached in sympathy as he straightened with another grimace, his hand lingering on his chest as if trying to rub the soreness away. He cleared his throat.

"Please excuse me, Ms. Williamson. I... do not know what happened."

Mary waved his concern away. "Don't worry yourself, Anton. Just get home to bed. Teacher's orders."

Anton smiled at her. "Ah, well, if teacher orders it then I suppose I must obey. But please, let me drive you home first. You have been out here too long."

Mary's first instinct was to deny his offer- after all, she didn't want to be the reason Anton kept working even though he was clearly ill. But after a moment's pause, Mary realized that Anton didn't have anyone to look after him at home. He lived in lodgings above the stables where he kept his horses, which she couldn't imagine as being particularly comfortable. Perhaps, if he came to her home, she could persuade him to stay.

Just for a short visit, of course.

"Alright." Mary nodded. "If you insist."

--

The drive to the small home Mary was entitled to as per her position as schoolteacher was short, and relatively silent. Anton spoke softly to the horses every now and then, urging them on, all while turning away to cough and sniffle into his glove with increasing frequency.

When her house came into view, Anton pulled the sleigh to a stop with a practiced ease. He looked over at Mary with a smile. She smiled back.

"Thank you, Anton."

"My pleasure, Ms. Williamson. Here, allow me to help you."

Anton jumped down from the sleigh, hurrying around to Mary's side and holding out his hand to help her down. She accepted gratefully, taking care that her skirts didn't get caught as she descended. Once she was safely on the ground, he tipped his hat to her.

"Please have a wonderful rest of your evening."

"Wait!" Mary called after him as he began to walk away, feeling more than a little foolish when he turned around looking startled. "I... perhaps I could offer you a hot drink before you go? As a way to express my thanks?"

Anton stared at her for a moment, seemingly not quite knowing what to do with her invitation, before he slowly nodded. "Drink would be nice, if you are not too busy. I must tie up my horses but then..."

"Of course." Mary couldn't hide her pleasure at his agreement. "I'll get my stove going."

--

"Here." Mary extended a steaming cup towards Anton, who took it gratefully. "I hope chamomile is alright, it was all I had."

"It is fine, Ms. Williamson. Thank you." Anton took a sip of the milky tea, sniffing a little more sharply as the steam made his nose run.

By the light of the lamp in the parlor, Mary could better see Anton's features and she was glad she had all but forced him to come inside, awkward though it may be. His nose and cheeks were still painted with a pink blush, even after they had both been inside for long enough to chase away most of the cold. His sniffling was growing more frequent as well, and if the way he had sat down so heavily it made the chair creak when she offered him a place to sit was anything to go by, he was absolutely exhausted.

Mary took a seat in the armchair across from the small sofa Anton was sitting on, cradling her own cup. Chamomile tea wasn't quite the same as the hot chocolate she had been craving, but it was a warm, comforting drink nonetheless, and it was probably better for a cold anyway.

Anton sniffled yet again as he sipped at the tea, rubbing at his nose with the back of his hand. When he caught Mary looking at him, he blushed and looked down at his lap.

"My apologies. I am thinking you were correct, I am getting a cold."

Mary hummed sympathetically. "I wish I hadn't been. Do you need a handkerchief?"

"No, no thank you." Anton shook his head as he reached into his pocket. "I have one." He extracted the article, a plain one made of linen, and brought it up to his nose. After snuffling into it for a moment, his face crumpled and he caught several muffled sneezes in it, the cup of tea he still held wobbling dangerously.

"Here, let me." Mary set her own cup aside and quickly took his, placing it on the end table next to the sofa to prevent any accidents. Anton gave her a grateful look, his handkerchief still pressed to his face.

"Tha-hhh... hah-chumpf! Snf! Excuse me... thank you, Ms. Williamson."

"Of course. God bless you." Mary smiled kindly at him, trying to ignore how her heart leapt at the opportunity to care for him and be alone with him, even under such circumstances. She felt like one of her pupils with a crush, much to her own embarrassment.

Perhaps sensing her inner turmoil Anton glanced at the window, where snow had begun to fall lightly. "I should perhaps be going home now. I do not wish to impose on you, anyway."

"Oh no!" Mary sprung forward in her seat, holding her hand out to stop him from getting up. "It's no imposition, truly. Of course, I understand if you need to return home, but..." she paused. "The truth is, I get rather lonely here in the evening. Really, you're the one doing me a favor, keeping me company, even when you're ill." Aware that she was beginning to ramble, Mary sat back and looked down at her hands, a soft blush coloring her cheeks. "I... I only mean to say... you may stay as long as you'd like."

Anton regarded her for a few moments, then his face broke into a grin and he chuckled softly, even though he had to clear his throat afterward. "You are kindest person I have met here, I think. So if you truly do not mind, I will stay longer."

Mary looked back up at him and shook her head, still feeling shy. "I don't mind."

"Goo-ihhh'huh... huh-uhchuh! Huh-chuu! Snf... Ah, excuse me, Ms. Williamson."

"God bless you, Anton. Here, let me get you more tea."

Anton smiled. "That sounds wonderful."

[kayincolwyn]

Christmas Eve reflection (December 24th, 2022)

It's Christmas Eve again, with another year come and almost gone, and another winter darkening the days as the world awaits the promise of spring.

As I write this, most of the country is frozen over due to a massive winter storm. I know that my family and I have been lucky, as we still have power and are warm and comfortable inside, insulated from the cold, and since we mostly celebrate here at home for the holidays anyway it doesn't really effect our holiday plans. But I know that many others aren't so lucky, being without power or even being without a home, or having their holiday plans ruined or not even having any plans really to begin with because they have no one to celebrate the holidays with.

I'm grateful for having what I have now, for light and heat to hold back the dark and cold of winter, for having a place to call home, and for family and friends that I can connect and celebrate the holidays with and who remind me that I'm not alone, and especially when I think about how not everyone has what I have.

While there have certainly been times in my life when I've been without light and heat, or have felt very much alone, so can empathize on some level with those who are struggling right now, still I know that right now I'm pretty fortunate to have what I have.

That all said and in that context, I wanted to try to share some things that are on my mind this Christmas Eve.

In reflections in past years I've talked about what Christmas means to me, and it's hard to think of anything original to say, and likely the best I can do is try to find new ways of expressing the same old themes that still resonate with me, but I suppose sticking with what resonates with me, instead of just trying to be novel for novelty's sake, is probably for the best anyway.

Predictability may be a little boring, but consistency has its merits I suppose. :) But then again I may have a few 'novel' things to say (and hopefully I don't write a 'novel' in the process... but I can't make any promises there).

Anyway, as I've said before in past reflections I no longer identify as a Christian, or at least not in any traditional sense, so I don't, and can't really, celebrate Christmas in that context, even if I still call the holiday 'Christmas' out of habit I guess and because it's nostalgic for me and kind of has a nice ring to it, at least to me.

And having just turned 40 this past September, and moving towards middle age now, I am thinking even more about how I really want to be true to myself, to not just go along with the crowd or what I'm told to think or feel or believe, to be true to what's really in my heart, even if like many others I'm still trying to figure out what is true to me, and what really is in my heart.

For an example of this, and as a way of stepping into things, there is this controversial book that I recently ran across and read called The Pagan Christ by Tom Harpur, where the late author (who passed away in 2017), a former Anglican priest who began to deconstruct his faith in many ways (something I can very much relate to) argues that Jesus Christ is a mythical figure, having many parallels with other mythical figures such as Horus, Osiris, Dionysus, Balder, Mithras, and many others through history and throughout the world, and has deep roots in pagan beliefs and practices, which he believes very much inspired those who helped to formulate the 'mythos' of Christ, and he also argues that the church, and most especially after Emperor Constantine made Christianity the state religion of Rome (thus corrupting it by mixing church and state which I think it is safe to say is probably a bad idea going by much of history), suppressed and stamped out any connection with its 'pagan' origins as well as more mystical and non-literal interpretations (and in their view 'heretical') of the faith, and he even goes so far as to argue that Jesus wasn't an actual historical figure as most would assume, and even that many in the early church, before it was corrupted by authoritarian dogma, did not see Jesus in that way, and that all or most of the stories we find in the gospels and throughout scripture (which according to Harpur was also compiled and edited by very human powers that had their own, and not always very noble, ulterior motives and aims) were never really meant to be taken literally until the church pushed that narrative because interpreting them in the way they were meant to be interpreted, that is allegorically and mystically rather than historically and literally, would have given the masses too much knowledge and understanding (and we can't have that, can we?)

So I've heard here and there that he's been mostly debunked in his claims (like on Wikipedia for example, but then Wikipedia isn't really the most unbiased source of information to be fair, especially when it comes to certain things), although it appears that the majority of those debunking him are evangelical or other 'traditional' religious scholars (speaking of bias) which comes as little surprise to me I admit.

Anyway I'm honestly not sure what to make of everything he has to say (including his questioning whether Christ ever existed, though there is a valid argument to be made there in my opinion), but I do admit that much of it was thought provoking and a lot of it made sense to me from other things I've read and looked into and what I've experienced myself, but I think what really compelled me most about what he had to say was the underlying message or truth that he believed all of these different stories and mythos, including the Christ story and mythos, are pointing to, and what all of those who formulated those myths (many of them mystics who had visionary experiences from what I understand) were trying to get at through these stories they told through the archetypes and narratives of their own cultures.

He says that the key message in all of these stories, including the story of Christ, is that the divine is within humanity, within each of us, like a spark, and there is some deeper purpose to living our lives on this Earth as human beings, with all of its sufferings and struggles and hopes and joys, a life where we learn and grow as much as we can, love and give as much as we can, find and create as much meaning as we can, and maybe there is something about our being born here and living out our limited number of days here until we inevitably die (but then rising again, much like Christ and many other figures in myth and religion, as there is no true death because energy, or consciousness, cannot be destroyed but can only change form), living our own stories opening chapter to closing chapter, that truly matters, and more than we can possibly imagine.

In a way it is as though God, or whatever we may call the divine, the author if you will, lives through us, experiences our stories through us, and our souls learn or grow or are enriched by the experience, and perhaps even God or the divine is as well, and maybe on some deep level we all know that things like love and connection and creativity and understanding are things that are worth pursuing because they give life meaning, like a kind of order in chaos or a light in the darkness, and maybe that is the nature of God and the divine and thus our nature (although chaos and darkness have their part to play in this whole thing as well).

Now I admit that I no longer really see God, or don't really lean towards seeing God, as some personal deity who's hanging out in some other dimension overseeing everything, but more so (at least when I find myself thinking about God as a possibility) as some kind of collective consciousness that all of us and all of the universe is part of and connected to, the collective soul of the universe if you will, so maybe the experience of the individual can somehow enrich the collective whole, and vice versa, and maybe through evolution that collective consciousness has moved from just survival towards some higher purpose that no individual could fully grasp let alone articulate. Of course I don't know for sure, but it's something that I wonder about anyway.

I've also been dabbling a bit in metaphysical idealism (the philosophical position that thought is central to the nature of reality, which more or less is what is found in much of religion and spirituality, like Hinduism which sees the world as 'Maya' or illusion), which is the opposite of metaphysical materialism (the philosophical position that matter is central to the nature of reality, which is the predominant position in much of science, though not all scientists hold that position, and there is a growing number of them that are pushing against it), which is thought provoking especially in light of recent discoveries in quantum physics that seem to point to our world and universe being mostly or even entirely 'illusion' or only 'solid' in our perceptions (which at least in my opinion opens the way for thought, or consciousness, being central as opposed to matter), as well as being curious about archetypes and myth and dreams and consciousness, and of course my lifelong interest in the paranormal and strange experiences (the book Daimonic Reality by Patrick Harpur [another Harpur if you noticed, and yes I read them back to back ;)], was very interesting in regard to all of this), most especially my own, and how those tie in with all of this, with the nature of reality itself.

Now I realize that some, if not many, may not be able to relate to what I'm talking about here, or may disagree with what I've been thinking about and exploring or may even think it's dumb or crazy or whatever, but I can only respectfully say that, well, this is my life and my journey, and you do you and let me do me, and I sincerely hope even if we disagree that we can maybe find some common ground here and there (and having friends who I know do disagree with me on this or that but whom I still appreciate and value I know this is possible).

But I admit that even though I have a desire to be diplomatic and get along with everyone that there is some part of me that has, well, a piss off attitude towards those who may think less of me for following my own path because it isn't theirs (although I know that I shouldn't judge too harshly as I have at times thought less of those who were on a different path from mine, but I digress... and there I go trying to be diplomatic again).

Not sure if I've shared this story before (probably have knowing me) but I'm reminded of this experience I had as a boy, when I was still in elementary school. My dad brought home this Virgo medallion he found which I thought was pretty cool, and for whatever reason I was drawn to it, and was drawn to Virgo (which happens to be my Zodiac sign), this goddess in Roman Mythology, who I read about and found out was known as Astraea in Greek mythology, who was known as the Star Goddess or Star Maiden, and apparently was the last of the gods or goddesses to leave the Earth (which now reminds me a bit of Galadriel in Lord Of The Rings in that way, if we're comparing the elves to the Greco Roman pantheon) and thus represents hope in a way, hope remaining till the end (and also hope returning, as there was a promise that she would), which for whatever reason as a boy I found beautiful and compelling.

I wore this medallion for a little while at school, and you could say that very briefly and simply it was kind of my own little private religion or spirituality (although I imagine in the past that Virgo/Astraea had many followers, and may still have some for all that I know) but when other children began to make fun of me for it (as they do) I quickly stopped wearing it and kind of forgot about it.

In the same way I was drawn to mythology in general, as well as the paranormal and the metaphysical and strange and otherworldly experiences that people have, wondering what they might imply about the nature of reality, ever since I was a boy, but then would put them off or try to distance myself from them either when I was an atheist in my teens and was listening to materialist scientists who devalued or mocked such things or when I was a Christian in my twenties and was listening to fundamentalist theologians warning against such things because they were, in their opinion, idolatrous or demonic or some such thing.

But I believe I've come to a place now, turning 40 and looking ahead, where I am not so afraid to be myself, to do me I guess, and to not put up with the, well, to put it bluntly, bullshit of others pushing their worldviews on me and expecting me to conform to them and setting aside what I'm really drawn to or really resonates with me just to fit in with those around me and to get them to like me.

So while I can still appreciate and value those who disagree with me, and can agree to disagree, I guess I'm at the point in my life where I will just no longer accept being pushed or bullied or cajoled or browbeaten into following any path other than my own, even paths that are backed by the weight of authority or the weight of tradition, because I am tired of not being true to myself, to my own heart and what resonates most deeply with me, and most especially those things that resonated with me even as a child when I was being guided by my inner compass rather than being pressured by the outside forces of society and culture.

So what does all of this have to do with Christmas, and what it means to me now?

Well, as I've said before, I've always resonated with the idea of light in the dark, which is much of what Christmas is about in my opinion, light in a dark time, warmth in the cold, life in a time of death, which symbolically is like the seed of spring in winter, waiting to blossom when the sun returns.

It is hope in other words, like Virgo/Astraea holding on till the end, and even in leaving promising to return.

As a poet I often think in symbols, and see patterns in things, and wonder what the deeper meaning may be behind things and try to tap into it, and express it, if I can. Granted, I'm tired and distracted as much as anyone else so I often miss things or pass them over or forget them, and sometimes I feel lost and aimless, but there are those moments where I become aware of how rich the world can be in meaning, and I can sense a reality beyond our surface perceptions, that there is more going on than what we can see or sense with our five sense, and I have always wondered about that in the back of my mind.

When I think of Virgo/Astraea, or think of dreams that I've had like a woman embracing me as a child near the ocean or a little girl running in a field and turning to tell me to not give up, or when I think of those moments in my life where I felt as though things lined up, synchronicities, or when I think of those stories, or yes myths, that held more truth in them than any fact, if you get my meaning, that touched a cord in me like a memory, as though they made me remember something that I had already known somehow, or when I think of art or music that touch their own cords, or the moments or connections with others that touch other cords, it's like they're all pointing me towards something that even being someone who fancies himself a poet that is really difficult to find words for or articulate fully.

But these things give me hope, and are like light in the darkness, like warmth in the cold, like life in the midst of death, for me.

That all said, going back to where I started, I know that I say all this, ramble about all these philosophical things and my changing worldview and journey in trying to find meaning in this sometimes wild and crazy world, from the comfort of my own home and with people in my life that care about me, and from a place of, well, privilege, and again I know I have much to be grateful for, and also I know that it's not so easy for many people out there to take time to think, or rethink, their life or their reality, to deconstruct things, because they're just trying to survive and get through it, and it's not always so easy to find meaning or hope or light or warmth in this world, and it certainly seems to be harder for some to do that than others, and I know that's not fair or just.

From what I've read Virgo/Astraea was also considered a goddess of justice, and one cannot have hope without also wanting justice I think, because justice is, at least in my view, a balancing of the scales, making things equal and fair, and if we're all connected on some deep level, part of some collective consciousness or the divine, then if any of us are lacking or hurting or lost then on some level aren't all of us?

If we live in a world that is mostly or completely illusion and the real world, whatever it is, is somehow within us, within our mind or 'soul' (or whatever we may call it) like a shared 'dream' that is more real than our 'waking' world, and if all of our stories and myths, and our gods and goddesses, including Christ, are simply (or maybe not so simply) representations of deeper truths about who and what we are and could be and what our lives are all about, then what does that mean for our day to day lives in this world we find ourselves in?

From what I've read and experienced all I can say is that the consensus seems to be that even if this is mostly or completely an illusion, and even if what we thought we should take literally should actually be taken symbolically and that holds deeper truth ultimately, still this world we find ourselves in, this 'physical' or 'solid' world (or at least it is from our perspective) matters and is truly important and shouldn't be taken lightly (well, some levity is always welcome but you get what I mean).

I confess, as I have confessed many times before because it's still something that weighs on me, that I don't feel like I'm really great at living or loving or being here much of the time, like I fall short in many ways or could be better than I am.

If this is a story I'm not sure if I'm the best character in it, if this is a game then I'm not sure if I'm the best player.

In this year alone, and in the 40 years of my life thus far, I feel like I've let people down, have hurt and disappointed others, and have even let myself down, have hurt and disappointed myself, and there are things that I regret and wish I could have done or said or even thought better. But what has happened has happened, what was chosen has been chosen, and I have been who I have been and I am who I am now, and all I can do is try to make the best of it and move forward as best I can and keep trying and as that little girl in the dream said, don't give up.

But I have tried, and hope that at times I have succeeded, in being there for others, and even being there for myself, and I hope that I have learned and grown some, that I have loved and given some, that I have found some meaning, and been able to offer it too.

I hope that in my small way that I have been able to give hope and light and warmth here and there, just as I have been to find it here and there.

And I hope that all of us can find more hope and light and warmth in this time, or if not now then someday, because to me that is what Christmas, or this winter season, or really life, is, or really should be, about, finding and offering hope and light and warmth wherever we can, and even if we really struggle or have a hard time doing that.

So I write this and put this out there in the ether as my lucky and fortunate and Virgo/Astraea/hope loving and decidedly weird and definitely flawed and fallible self, hoping that others will take something from all my meandering and philosophizing and in my trying to find meaning where I can and following my own path (and hopefully we can agree to disagree if that's necessary and find common ground if that's possible).

I hope that you can take something from this as you seek your own meaning and follow your own path, and hope that in this Christmas and winter season and in the new year ahead and your life here in this wild and crazy world that you can find and offer hope and light and warmth wherever you can, because isn't that what life is all about?

I don't know for sure but that's what I'm thinking and feeling about it.

Thank you for taking the time to read my (novel) novel, and a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you. :)

[bellafarallones]

Winter Prompts

Here are 60 winter-themed prompts, including historical, fantasy, roommates/neighbors, celebrities/Hallmark movies, holiday parties, school/college, and miscellaneous. Some are somewhat NSFW. Free to use for fanfic or original fiction, but please tag me!

Historical

01. (Ancient Rome) We’re celebrating Saturnalia, a weeklong festival where gambling is sanctioned, gag gifts are given and received, and slaves and masters feast together 02. (Fantasy? Medieval) Our marriage was arranged and you’ve been away since the wedding but now it’s winter and you’re home and we have to figure out how to actually get along 03. (Fantasy? Medieval) We are simple farmers and on the one hand it’s freezing and horrible outside but on the other hand it’s nice to have no work to do and nowhere to be but snuggled up in bed with my beloved spouse 04. (Victorian) We’re the only two students staying at our elite, repressive boarding school over the winter holidays 05. (1920s) I’m a regular guest at Mr. Gatsby’s parties and he hired you to play Santa at his Christmas party and you seem confused and overwhelmed by the level of debauchery going on 06. (1950s) I’m supposed to be at this Christmas-themed singles mixer to meet someone of the opposite sex but I can’t take my eyes off you 

Fantasy

07. I’ve been staying in a remote cabin, convinced that there’s a monster lurking in the woods outside, but now I’ve been snowed in for four days and I think the monster is replenishing my woodpile so I don’t freeze 08. I’m a werewolf who always self-isolates before I transform but my roommate and I are snowed in together and the full moon is tonight  09. I’m a werebear trying to explain to my new partner that I do sort of hibernate 10. Three ghosts just showed up and are telling me about Christmases past, future, and yet to come but I’m pretty sure they’ve got the wrong bedroom 11. I met the krampus once as a kid and now I’m misbehaving on purpose because I want to see them again 12. I’m a mountain climber and the last thing I remember is passing out from exhaustion in the snow, before waking up in a cave with the Yeti standing over me 13. I’m ice fishing and am very surprised when a face appears in the hole  14. I just crash-landed on an icy alien planet and you’re the alien who takes me in (bonus: the “alien planet” is Earth)

Hallmark/Celebrity

15. As a career-oriented city-dweller who’s also a fan of Hallmark Christmas movies, Christmastime has me trying and failing not to worry that my new partner is going to leave me when they go home for the holidays

(more prompts under the cut!)

16. I’m an adult film star trying to break into Hollywood and this Hallmark movie could be my big break… if my costar and I can get along 17. We’re both musicians and our agents set us up to collaborate on a Christmas album even though I hate Christmas and you seem to love it  18. I’m a celebrity who’s home in my small town for the holidays and you recognize me in public - sort of 19. I’ve been unlucky in love and my blind date has been ranting for ten minutes about how awful Hallmark movies are and I don’t know how to say that I write scripts for them for a living 20. We’re best friends who love watching Hallmark movies together and you always talk about finding your true love at Christmastime but the only true love I can imagine for myself is you 21. I’m spending a few days at a Christmas tree farm/bakery for a few days to do research for my new Christmas-themed romance novel but I never expected to fall in love myself  22. You and I hit it off last night in the hot tub of this ski resort but I didn’t realize until this morning that you’re literally a celebrity snowboarder 

Holiday Party

23. You’re an escort I hired to pretend to be my partner at my company’s holiday party 24. I’m an intern who hates my coworkers and is only at the company holiday party for the free food and booze, but you’re a musician who’s been hired to provide live music and you’re gorgeous 25. I drew your name for Secret Santa but we don’t know each other very well and so I asked all your friends about your interests without saying why I was asking and now they all think I have a crush on you 26. I have a very strong sense of style and looking for an ugly sweater for this ugly sweater party is stressing me out, please help 27. You and I get into an argument about what the best Christmas cookie is while in line for the hot cocoa bar at our mutual friends’ gorgeous winter wedding 28. I gave you some of my special spiked eggnog without realizing what a lightweight you were and now I feel responsible for taking care of your drunk ass 29. My friend convinced me to come to their family Christmas party as their fake date and it’s a struggle to keep up the ruse because I really want to flirt with their cute sibling/cousin/relative  30. I’m a magical creature in disguise who’s never been to a holiday party before and there’s something in the decorations that’s making my skin itch and oh no I’m going into heat 31. My New Year’s resolution last year was to either get over my crush on you or make a move and now we’re at a New Year’s Eve party together and it’s really coming down to the wire 

Neighbors/Roommates

32. I’m very committed to aesthetics but my neighbor seems to be trying to repurpose their terrifying Halloween decorations for Christmas 33. I bought a porch camera to keep my packages from getting stolen and you’re my next door neighbor and what are you doing in your front yard in the middle of the night 34. I’ve decided to meet my neighbors by offering to clear their driveways with my new snowblower but now you’re watching me out the window and I’m discovering that it’s not as easy to operate as I’d assumed 35. I slipped on the ice in my driveway and fell really hard and you’re the neighbor who heard my screams and came running, I think my arm is literally broken can you please drive me to the hospital  36. We’re roommates and normally I go home for the holidays but now there’s this global pandemic and I can’t travel so how about we celebrate together? 37. We’re roommates who just got in a screaming fight when the power goes out and we get snowed in together, but I was only rude in the first place to hide my big fat crush on you

School/College

38. We’re both teachers and you invited me to come over to hang out on a snow day 39. You’re in the library distributing free Christmas cookies to people studying for finals and I’m dying of stress and sleep deprivation but I need you to know how grateful I am 40. You’re my dorm neighbor who’s started blasting Christmas music on November 1 and I can hear you through the wall

Miscellaneous

41. You and I don’t know each other very well but we’re the only two people in our group of friends who don’t celebrate Christmas and don’t have family nearby, so do you want to get Chinese food together? 42. You’re a supervillain who’s decided to enact your evil plot on Christmas and I’m the only hero in town who’s on duty because I don’t celebrate it  43. I’m a secret agent and normally it feels glamorous jetsetting around the world, but on Christmas it’s just lonely, and you’re the only other person by themself at the hotel bar 44. I’m a noir detective and you’re the hot mysterious person who just slunk into my office the week before Christmas 45. We’re both working at the mall during the holiday season and everything about this experience is miserable except for getting to spend time with you 46. I work at the Hallmark store and you’re not the usual demographic who comes in to buy ornaments 47. I was a figure skater for eight years but you just offered to teach me to skate and you’re cute so I’ll pretend to be bad at it 48. All my friends/coworkers make fun of me for liking sugary coffee but you just brought me one of the Starbucks holiday drinks because you knew I was having a bad day 49. Christmas was bad for me as a kid so now I don’t celebrate and even though you do I’m reluctant to start again  50. Now that I’m retired/can work remotely I’ve decided to become a snowbird and spend every winter in Florida and you’re someone who lives there year-round and yearns for snow 51. I’m trying to track someone or something and the falling snow obliterating their footprints is making it difficult  52. I know we just met but I can’t keep myself from staring when you take off your winter layers  53. Our flights keep getting delayed, how about we pool our snacks for Christmas dinner in the airport?  54. You and I were friends in high school and we always share a hotel room when we come home for the holidays but this year there’s only one bed 55. You seem embarrassed about your sledding accident but I’m the overworked, burnt-out nurse/doctor taking care of you and I really admire your ability to keep joy in your life - actually, where did you go sledding? Can I borrow your sled tonight after my shift ends? 56. I regularly deliver pizzas to your house but wasn’t expecting you to give me a “holiday bonus” in addition to your normally generous tip - what kind of eccentric millionaire are you? 57. We’ve been rivals in a gingerbread house contest for years but this year the contest is accepting team submissions only and you’re the only person I trust to be on my team  58. I accidentally hit you in the face with a snowball and then immediately offered to warm your face up without thinking about what exactly that might entail  59. This flu season hit me like a truck and you’re the friend who insists on bringing me soup every single day  60. My friends ask me what my New Year’s resolution is and I jokingly say “to lose my virginity” (or “to have a threesome”)

[rose-lord-of-simps]

Obey Me Masterlist!

I felt it was time to make one! made 1/9/21

COMPLETED 1/14/21 WOOOOOOOOO!

Updated 3/14/21

I also have blogs for: Mystic Medsenger, The Arcana (feel free to ask for those links!)

Obey me!

All characters included!

Female obey me character headcannons!

Fluff! Not an x reader! All characters included!

Exactly what it sounds like!

Female Oney Me Quotes!

Some swearing! Quote head cannons! Not an x reader! All characters included!

Quotes from the obey me sisters! I know it says Oney me, it’s a typo I make often and I thought it was funny so I left it!

Obey Me Brothers Playing Monopoly HC

Not an x reader! Fluff!

The brothers and new datables playing monopoly!

Obey Me Sisters Reacting to Puppy Eyes HC!

Female obey me brothers! Head Cannons! X reader! GN reader!

You give the sisters puppy eyes! Who cracks first and who is immune?

You become Little Misfortune reaction HC!

Platonic x reader! Some swearing! GN reader!

Obey me brothers reaction to you becoming a child like Little Misfortune! Little Misfortune is the name of the game from this request, the reader is Gender Neutral!

The Obey Me Women Asking for Cuddles HC!

X reader! Luke included, she is platonic x reader. GN reader! Fluff! Head cannons!

The obey me women want cuddles, here’s how they ask!

Obey Me in Winter!

Semi x reader! Gn Reader! Fluff! Head cannons! Female obey me characters!

The obey me ladies favorite parts of winter!

Obey Me Brothers in winter!

Male version of the one directly above!

Gimmie Snuggles

Fluff! Characters are male! A one shot technically?!

Imagine you have a bad day and on your way back to the HoL you see all of your favorite people who want to do nothing but support you.

The Obey Me Women on Valentine’s Day

Fluff! X Reader! GN reader! Head Cannons!

Head cannons of the obey me women on Valentines! Including Luke, on Palentines!

Obey Me Men and Piercings HC

Head Cannons! Not and X Reader! Luke excluded!

Head cannons of what kind of piercings the obey me men would get/have! (Luke is not included in this one because I feel like he’s too much of a goody two shoes to get a piercing, maybe clip on earrings)

What the Obey Me Brothers go to Each Other for Advice About

Fluff mostly! Not an x reader!

Head cannons of what kind of advice the obey me brothers would ask each other for!

OM! Brothers with a SO with trust issues falling asleep on them!

Fluff! X reader! Head cannons!

Head cannons of the brothers’ reactions to a SO who falls asleep on them for the first time

Lay All Your Love On Me - Brothers

Sfw! X reader! Gender neutral reader! Uh brief mentions of cheating and not great past partners!

Dia lets you go back to the human world briefly while on break. What happens when you run to your favorite brother after discovering your ex had been cheating on you and they find out none of your past relationships had been that great?

How the Obey Me Sister Kiss you Goodnight

Fluff! X reader! Gender neutral reader! Head cannons!

Head cannons of where and how the obey me sisters kiss you good night!

The OM Brothers with and Asexual MC!

Fluff! Romantic and platonic! Gender neutral reader! Both romantic and platonic! Mentions of hypothetical homophobia and talk of sex but nothing explicit and technically SFW I think.

Head cannons of the brothers with an asexual MC!

💙 Lucifer

Lucifer playing piano HC

Semi x reader! GN reader! Fluff mostly!

Just HC of Luci playing piano

Diavolo x MC x Lucifer 1

X reader! GN reader! Fluff!

Dialuci x reader! Mostly of when they both realized they both liked you

Diavolo x MC x Lucifer

Dialuci x reader! GN Reader! Poly! Fluff!

First date with Dialuci head cannons!

Female Lucifer cuddle cannons!

X reader! GN reader! Fluff!

Cuddle head cannons with Female Lucifer! Luci!

A Dialuci holiday! HC?

Dialuci! Fluff! Not an x reader!

Dialuci only want one thing for Christmas. This is written in head cannon form!

Fem Lucy Saying I Love You HC

Fluff! X reader! GN Reader! Female Lucifer!

Head cannons of you and Lucy saying the L word!

Red Strings are Never Wrong Part 2

Not an x reader! Dialuci! Soul mate AU! Red strings!

Everyone has a red string that leads to their soul mate. Even Angels and Demons. But how is Asmodeous supposed to guide his oblivious-to-his-own-feelings brother to his very own soul mate?

Lucy Loves Lipstick!

Gn reader! Female Lucy! Fluff!

Lucy only ever wears red lipstick. And there is always a reason.

Goodnight Kisses.

GN reader! Female Lucy! Fluff! X reader!

Lucy has a long day and wants to give you a proper goodnight kiss.

💛 Mammon

Mammon plays guitar HC

X reader! GN reader! Fluff!

Just head cannons about Mammon playing guitar!

Female! Mammon HC

Female Mammon! Head cannons! Fluff!

I love Mammon so more head cannons of Fem Mammon!

Female! Mammon Comfort Cannon!

Female Mammon! Head cannons! Comfort fluff!

Bad day? This is how Mammon comforts you!

Female Mammon saying I Love You HC!

Female Mammon! X reader! GN reader! Fluff! One swear word!

Head cannons of Mammon telling you she loves you for the first time and beyond!

Female Mammon Cuddle Cannons!

GN reader! X reader! Female Mammon! Fluff!

Just some cuddle head cannons (cuddle cannons) with female Mammon!

Safe.

Mammon x GN reader! Platonic or Romantic! Fluff!

Imagine naps and late night chats with Mammon.

Mammon Loves You.

Mammon x GN Reader! Fluff! Possibly could be platonic?

You make mammon feel loved, and he wants to make you feel loved.

Mammon is the Best Friend.

GN reader! X reader! Fluff at first but becomes angst.

Mammon is a great best friend. He just wants you to be happy.

Mammon Knows.

GN reader! X reader! SADDNESS! Not fluff. Reader is actually with Beel.

Mammon knows how he feels about you. And he knows how Beel feels about you. So do all his brothers.

I Wanna Boi

Male Reader! X reader!

Warning: swearing and sexual themes

Song fic - I Wanna Boi by PWR BTTM

Mammon wants his boyfriend.

Mammon Angst HC!

Kind of X reader? Angst!

Head cannons I have of mammon that are angsty!

Mammon’s reaction to receiving nice words from his brothers and MC!

Partial x reader! Fluff!

Head cannons of Mammon’s reaction when one of his brothers says something nice to him!

Mammon Angst Head Cannons 2

Not an x reader! Angst! Wanting: mentions of running away and game spoilers

More angsty mammon head cannons

Mammon Angst Head Cannons 2.5

Warning: mentions of possible transphobia

When Mammon Finally Snapped.

Warnings: swearing and light gore (not a lot, just slight blood but nothing detailed)

Mammon has been put down by his brothers for so long that when they finally cared, he snapped.

We’re all touch starved!

Fluff! GN reader! Can be read as platonic or romantic!

When both you and Mammon are touch starved, cuddles ensue.

Mammon Thirst Part 1

NSFW! Head cannons! Kind of X reader? NO SPECIFIC GENDER MENTIONED.

I love him so much I’ll probably thirst for him a lot more but here are a few of my favorite thirst head cannons

🧡 Leviathan

Levy saying I Love You HC!

Female Levi! Gender neutral reader! X reader! Fluff!

Head cannons of Levy telling you she loves you!

Comfort Coco 1 Part 2

GN Reader! X reader! Comfort fluff! Trigger warning! Mention and small talk of depressing voices in head and some self deprecating thoughts! Spoiler warning! If you don’t know what the TSL Trivia thing is in the obey me plot line then there is a small spoiler for it in here but it’s one line and never mentioned again.

MC is passionate about two things. Other people’s comfort. And hot coco. So what happens when a certain Avatar of Envy sees them make coco for everyone but him.

5 Times Mammon Interupted Levy. 1 Time she Didn’t.

X reader! NSFW! GN reader! NOT PURE SMUT! Comedy piece!

Mammon has Interupted Levy too many times. But eventually she learns. Note: um- this isn’t smut and the x reader part doesn’t come until part 3 I think. (All parts are in this one chapter.)

Levi and WAP

Kind of an X reader! Comedy! Crack piece!

Warning: swearing and kinda cringe worthy.

When Asmo and you play WAP but Levi knows the timing for E-Girls are Ruining my Life.

💚 Satan

Santana Saying I Love You HC!

Female Satan! X reader! Gender neutral reader! Fluff!

Head cannons of Santana saying she loves you!

I knew.

Female Satan x Reader! Gender Neutral Reader! Fluff!

You knew Santana would never let you go.

Satan Going to Lucifer for Advice

What happens when Satan goes to his big brother Lucifer for love advice?

Satan is Daddy Issues 3.0?

Warning: spoilers for Satan’s origins.

My “I’ve lost concept of time” thoughts 1, Satan edition!

💖 Asmodeous

Non-binary Asmo HC!

Fluff technically! not an x reader!

Just a short head cannon of Asmo being NB!

Asmo Saying I Love You HC!

Female Asmodeous! X reader! GN Reader! Fluff!

Head cannons of Asmodeous saying she loves you!

Asmo Headcannons!

Head cannons! Not x reader!

General asmo head cannons I have for his birthday!

❤️ Beelzebub

Beel pocky game HC!

X reader! GN reader! Fluff! Short

Exactly what the title says

Beel saying I Love You HC!

X reader! GN Reader! Fluff! Female Beel!

Head cannons of Fem Beel telling you she loves you!

💜 Belphegor

Female Belphie Pocky Game HC!

X reader! GN Reader! Short Head cannons! Fluff!

You and Belphie play the pocky game! This ones short.

Female Belphie Saying I Love You HC!

X reader! GN reader! Head cannons! Female Belphie! Fluff!

Belphie tells you she loves you!

👑 Diavolo

Dia x MC x Lucifer

Head cannons! GN MC! Poly! Fluff!

Dialuci x you! Head cannons, mostly of when they both realized they liked you

Dia x MC x Lucifer part 2

Head cannons! GN MC! Poly! Fluff!

First date with Dialuci head cannons!

Dialuci HC!

Dialuci ship! Fluff!

Just Dialuci, not an x reader, cute little head cannons of them as a couple

A Dialuci Holiday! HC?

Fluff! Dialuci! Not an x reader!

Dialuci only want one thing for Christmas. Written in Head Cannon form!

Dede Saying I Love You HC!

GN Reader! X reader! Female Diavolo! Fluff! Head cannons!

Dede tells you she loves you head cannons!

Red Strings are Never Wrong Part 2

Not an x reader! Dialuci! Red string AU!

Everyone has a red string that leads to their soul mate. Even Angels and Demons. But how is Asmodeous supposed to guide his oblivious-to-his-own-feelings brother to his very own soul mate?

Dia’s Attempt at Bonding HC

Not an x reader! Dialuci! Fluff!

Lucifer’s family is important to him and Dia knows this. So naturally, Dia wants Lucifer’s brothers to like him. So he tries to bonde with them!

Who taught Dia to make Paper Planes?

Fluff! Head Cannon!

Just a small head cannon of who taught Dia to make a paper plane! Feel free to leave your own Head Cannon in the comments or in a reblog, whatever you want!

Platonic Protective Dia!

Fluff! Head cannons! Platonic x reader! Gender Neutral reader!

Head cannons of your best friend Diavolo being protective of you!

🌹 Barbatos

Barbara Saying I Love You HC!

X reader! GN Reader! Fluff! Female Barbaros!

Barbara telling you she loves you head cannons!

Don’t tell DeDe!

X reader! GN reader! Fluff! Female Barbatos!

You got into shenanigans. Again.

🌹100 Followers Special!✨

Barbs x MC x Solomon! Poly! GN reader! Fluff!

For 100 followers here is the entire fluff alphabet with our favorite shady wizard and one hell of a butler who are both in love with you and each other!

Barbatos Cuddle Cannons

X Reader! Gender Neutral Reader! Fluff!

Just some head cannons of cuddling Barbatos!

✨ Solomon

Sabrina Saying I Love You HC!

Female Solomon! X Reader! GN Reader! Fluff!

Sabrina the witch telling you she loves you head cannons!

🌹100 Followers Special!✨

Solomon x MC x Babrbatos! Poly! GN reader! Fluff!

For 100 followers here is the entire fluff alphabet with our favorite shady wizard and one hell of a butler who are both in love with you and each other!

🕊 Simeon

Simone Saying I Love You HC!

Female Simeon! X reader! GN Reader! Fluff!

Simone tells you she loves you.

🧸 Luke

Luke coming out HC

Comes out to the reader! Platonic! GN reader! Kinda sad! Trigger warning? Unsure if this counts? Internalized homophobia trigger warning! (No one is mean to him for being gay.)

Head cannons of Luke coming out as gay to the reader

Luke coming out to Simeon HC

Kind of sad! Trigger warning: it’s kind of sad but! Nothing bad happens, no words are thrown just Luke being scared to come out to Simeon.

Luke comes out to Simeon!

Luke Winning a Fight HC!

Not an x reader! Not angst but not quite fluff? A little fluff? Fluff!

Luke wins a fight! What’s everyone’s reactions? Head cannons!

Luke Having a Crush HC!

Platonic x reader! Fluff!

Luke has a crush on a cute demon boy and tries to keep you and Solomon from realizing.

[inked-out-trees]

7, 20 and 21 for the writing asks?

I didn't mean to go so hard on these asks, but I did, so these are under a cut!

7. What do you think are the characteristics of your personal writing style?

I have a feeling my writing has ended up being quite conversational. I don't often write in objective POVs - I like the inner monologue and it usually allows for some fun comedy moments - and that kind of easy, familiar structure seems to be where I'm most comfortable.

When it comes to content, I'm pretty spot-on with a few tropes (people loving each other, growing together, healing together) but otherwise I like to think versatility is something I'm getting better at. You can usually count on me for fanwork that's longer than I thought it was going to be. I try my best to layer my characters. I think I'm still working on individual voices.

The second half of this question is do others agree with you? And I don't know if that's something I can answer so I'm re-posing the question to anyone who cares - what's the outsider pov on my writing? Anything more to mention?

20. Tell us the meta about your writing that you've always wanted to ramble about.

Here's my director's cut tag, which is technically just four really long posts about the metas of The Keep Going Song, Lookout 3, homeward bound, and the universe is pitted against us. If you're looking for something specific, it might be there - and if it's not feel free to just ask!

I don't know about ramble but I can chat about my beansongs! Like I said in an earlier ask during the ask fight I started the music adventure following the desire to write a specific song (Chris's Waltz). From there I briefly entertained the idea of writing themes for each character (this did not happen) and even math'd out note progressions that matched each character's name (this did not make it in either) - and eventually I settled on just writing for beats of the story, like a film soundtrack.

Aside from the posthumous lullaby in Lookout 3, I've never actually committed to writing music - so a lot of these were slap and go, sticking notes into my music software and moving them around until they sounded okay. Some of the songs (Chris's Waltz and Supposed to Be) I improvised on the piano, recorded, and then cleaned up as I transcribed them. Otherwise it was just me trying to attach a sound to the mood I wanted (I wrote the music and the words simultaneously; some songs came before their scene and some came after) and crossing my fingers. Some fun facts:

I started with Morning - Forward Motion knowing that it would be one of the bookending tracks and I tried to match Intro - Stasis in regards to sound. The two different broadcast tracks are in relative minor and major, again because they are thematic companions. There's a clock noise during Midnight because it's meant to be about time passing, the year moving on. I meant for Shadow Puppets to basically be a mini-score for Max's story, and it's bracketed by Christmas music because that's what's on the radio. There's a line in Midnight that reminds me of a line from the Polar Express soundtrack and I blame that on the fact that I did most of my writing during winter break. Toxic Air was originally called Broadcast, 3:48 and Supposed to Be was originally called This Place of Memory. The last song I finished was Midnight.

Anyway, that was definitely a ramble. But like I said, if you have any more questions - I'm always open!

21. What other medium do you think your story would work well as?

My brain is so desperately cinematic that there's essentially two versions of everything I write: the words and the brain-movie. I can imagine a lot of the moments with perfect clarity - especially moments of silent contemplation, or these times when it would be so good with backing music. I was actually stuck on Bean's Beans for a while because I was seeing a movie instead of a written work, but after I got properly underway it really flowed. (That's also why the End Credits Song is titled the way it is. Cinema vibes. You know when the credits run long enough that you get a real song? That.)

Anyway, long answer short, they would all make great movies I think. Particularly homeward, bound (I would have such a wild time with all the tense moments! and the final fight oh my god!) and the beans (which is already halfway there).

Sorry this is so long. Apparently I have a lot of things to talk about.

[autumnleopard]

My Top 5 fanfic I've written in 2021

As stupid and exhausting this year was, it was — at least for me — a rather good year in terms of writing, which I'm equally surprised and happy about.

So, just because I'm bored, here my Top 5 of fanfics I've written this year!

Well, find the list below the cut.

I hope 2022 will be as good, if not even better, for writing, because I have plans, and hopefully I'll manage. I have ideas to write and fics to finish.

Anyway, have a happy new year everyone!

1. your love shines the way into paradise

This idea came to me in the middle of the night while walking home from work, and it took me a while to write it, but eventually I finished it, and it's really one of the fics I'm most proud of, even if it is really sad.

2. Winter Butterfly

Originally for a prompt for a Christmas gift exchange. I liked the prompt but didn't feel confident in writing it yet, or in time for Christmas, but saved the idea and eventually started writing it together with @worstloki (well, they offered and I was happy to accept that help, and I'm sure it wouldn't have gone as well as it did if I would have written it all by myself). It was supposed to be a one-shot and escalated.

3. Windows 95

A fic I'm particularly proud of. First of all, because it took me over a year to finish it. As with the previous entry, this was supposed to be a simple one-shot and escalated rather quickly. I also like the weird titles and the metaphor that I came up with while writing this.

4. Your Comfort In My Care

Initially, this was part of a series, but I took it out because it didn't fit with the previous characterisation (unlike the MCU I try myself and continuity in a series). It's a bit of projecting and a bit self-indulgent because I put my love of HTTYD in there, and also my desire to just become a blanket burrito, no matter if I'm sick or not. It's also one of the fluffiest stories I've ever written, I think.

5. Dead Boy's Poem

This one is different. All the other ones are soft with some angst, none of them are in any way heavy. This one however... Another "middle of the night" idea, and also a quick write, because the first draft was done while walking home, so about 10min. And the finished version took me about half an hour once I was home that day. It is quite heavy in terms of theme(s) and I think the only fic I wrote (so far) without a happy end. But especially because of how heavy it is, I like it and am proud of it, because it's different from the other stuff I write, which I would describe and relatively balanced between angst and soft.

Honourable Mentions:

I Think It's Love

The King Is Dead, Long Live The King

Peace of Mind

Sense

'Till I Collapse

Sleepy Head