#reindeer mafia

[darkspacelow]

Ilkka Villi as Holmberg in Poromafia (2023)

[amiracleilluminated]

[jerichoes]

Poromafia (2023)

[zal-cryptid]

So who was the spotted elephant before they got toyified?

I was going for a Gotham criminal, but he ended up looking like John Goodman instead

[ilkkawhat]

[letmelickyoureyeballs]

Suited Up

Absolutely amazing commission of Spruce done by @captyns! Really wanted to see my boy in a suit and was not disappointed!

[drkiezalel]

Sure, a wink from Holmberg, why not. 🙂

[mncxbe]

Hello! I really enjoy your posts they are really nice to read or re-read! I was wondering if you could do Fyodor headcanons (you could add chuuya dazai and more if you’d like) but fyodor x Gn!reader headcanons and how they would get ready for the holidays? Maybe make gingerbread houses or set up lights together? Feel free to ignore! :3

your ask just made me realise how close Christmas is goddamn~ I loved writing this. hope you like it anon♡♡

🎁

𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊, 𝑭𝒚𝒐𝒅𝒐𝒓, 𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒐 𝒙 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓

𝑮𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff♡/ silly

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𝑭𝒚𝒐𝒅𝒐𝒓

☆ I'm gonna start off my saying that Fyodor most likely isn't particularly interested in the winter holidays, but he enjoys spending time with you. as long as he sees you smile, he's happy

☆ he's a big fan of baking; gingerbread, cupcakes with white and red frosting, deer shaped cookies. he loves it. although he doesn't always get involved, he spends hours on end by your side in the kitchen

☆ as for lights I think he likes those simple golden fairy lights; the flashy ones exhaust him fr

☆ hates to admit but he lowkey enjoys christmas movies; there's something extraordinary soothing about watching those sappy, same script films. it's a break in his routine

☆ I see him playing christmas music on the cello; but don't make him listen to commercial songs on the radio, he'll throw it out of the window

☆ he tells you stories about Russian christmas traditions or any other culture really

☆ he loves cuddling up to you under fluffy blankets while you two enjoy a cup of tea

☆ he's a sucker for the scent of oranges and cinnamon, so he'll buy some scented candles and place them around the house

𝑫𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒊

★ you guys know those advent calendars with little chocolates for each day of December? yea, he has one of those

★ Dazai has never had the luxury of doing such mundane things as a kid; the Port Mafia isn't exactly a place to celebrate Christmas. so he puts a lot of effort into everything

★ loves to hang colourful lights around the house and other little ornaments (striped socks, christmas globes with that fake, glittery snow)

★ one evening he shows up with cookie shapes and asks you to make gingerbread with him

★ a marathon with Christmas movies is a must; you two sprawled on the bed with a mug of hot chocolate while the films roll in the background

★ he kisses you under the mistletoe every morning to "practice for the Christmas evening kiss"

★ he definitely wears a santa hat or reindeer horns while decorating the house. and knows "All I want for Christmas is you" by heart (it started off as a joke but he can't stop)

★ keep the mulled wine away from him

𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒐

☆ because of work he's often too busy to help you decorate the place, but his heart swells with joy when he comes home one evening and finds your shared apartment nicely adorned with lights

☆ I feel like he also prefers more dimly lit lights, or even candles

☆ does his best to find time to bake something with you. he's a big fan of Panettone and sweetbread with sugar frosting

☆ buys you early presents for sure, to compensate for his absence

☆ look me in the eye and tell me this man doesn't wear fuzzy Christmas socks

☆ loves listening to jazzy music while you two spend time together. period

☆ he may not be that involved in the decorating process, but he does spend Christmas with you and does most of the cleaning after

[minimomoe]

Love Bites

Baker Fem Reader x Toji Fushiguro (mafia au)

word ct: 15.1k, 11 Chapters

tags: Fluff, grumpy x sunshine, found family, a little angsty but nothing too bad, marriage proposal, established relationship, (last chapter only: kitchen sex, creampie, oral- fem receiving, other sexxy funtime stuff)

Chapter Eight: Sparkling Juice

“I want you to open my present first!” Yuji shoves his present into your hands. Nobara plucks the haphazardly wrapped present out of your hands and puts her own to replace it. It had crisp edges and was topped with a bow. “She’s obviously going to open mine first, Yuji!”

“The only correct answer is opening mine first,” Megumi says, taking the basket holding your present out of his white dog’s mouth. Both black and white dogs had reindeer horns, but the white dog had Rudolph's nose attached to his snout. You laughs

 as the kids argue with each other, and Toji watches you from across the room. He smiles to himself, adoring the way that you are fully relaxed with everybody in the family. The dogs lay beside your feet, their tails wagging lazily and tongues lolling. Before the kids dragged you to open their presents, you were showing off the christmas sweater you had handknitted to Suguru, which you had made for Megumi and Toji to wear as well. Toji didn’t know how you knew his size so well, and the same went for Megumi, but they both fit perfectly. Forest green cable knit sweaters that had snowflakes carefully embroidered into it. You had shyly presented them to Toji and Megumi along with their other presents, as if you were afraid they wouldn’t like your first gift. He was speechless when he opened the box. How you managed to make them both sweaters and take care of the bakery was a mystery to him. Megumi had taken off his shirt right away and put it on, then tightly hugged you. Toji followed suit and ignored the pestering questions from Sukuna who wanted you to make him a sweater too. 

You open Megumi’s small box first as he wished and you are greeted with a tiny ceramic butterfly. It’s a blue morpho, and in one of the wings your name was painted into it. You gasp and carefully take it out of the packaging. 

“You made this?” You say in a hush voice. 

“Yep. You said butterflies were your favorite!” Megumi smiles up at you. 

“I mentioned that ages ago. Thank you, Gumi-bear,” you wrap your arms around him and press kisses into his forehead. The little boy's face was beet red when you let go of him, but when he turns to face Yuji and Nobara he sticks out his tongue. 

“Beat that!” 

When the gift exchange is over you, the kids, and the rest of the adults move to the dining area to eat. Gojo decided to be the host of Christmas this year, and you could tell that he really loved it. Him and his girlfriend decorated the chairs and seating arrangements with tiny Santas and wreaths. Glasses of non alcoholic, sparkling juice in fancy champagne flutes were placed right in front of the plates and Yuji grabs his and downs it in one sip. Nobara is quick to smack the back of his head and lectures him on table manners. You sit in between Toji and Megumi, and directly across from you sat Choso and his partner. She’s a pretty yet quiet girl, just like you. You give a soft smile and she returns it. Toji grabs your hand under the table and brings it up to your lips. 

“After we eat we can go home. I still have to give you your present,” he says. 

“You got a present to give me, big guy?” Sukuna says from down the table. Toji shoots him an annoyed look but everybody else snickers. 

“Yeah, let me get the right sized boot to shove my foot up your ass. You can keep it after that.”

“Language,” Nanami warns, making the other two men stop barking at each other. He carries a gorgeous honeyed ham baked to perfection from the kitchen. “Do you want ham?” He asked you softly and you nod enthusiastically.

“Did you make this yourself? It smells amazing, Kento.”

He grins and cuts you a slice. “Nanamin is a great cook. He makes a lovely wife,” Gojo pipes up. 

“Being a housewife doesn’t sound too bad,” he mutters for only you to hear and winks. “I poisoned one item on your plate,” he says offhandedly to Gojo. “Eat it if you dare.” 

Gojo gasps dramatically and all the children burst into laughter. The meal was filled with jokes and laughter the entire time. You forgot how wonderful Christmas is when you have people to share it with. 

You and Toji decided to leave once Megumi could barely hold his head up anymore. He had stayed up all night just for the sake of staying up and now the lack of sleep was catching up to him. Toji hauls him in his arms while you carry all the gifts you three received and herd the dogs into the car. Toji safely buckles Megumi in and climbs into the driver seat and immediately holds your hand. 

“You didn’t cry this time,” he comments when he starts the car. You roll your eyes and scoff. 

“I didn’t cry on thanksgiving! I had something in my eye.”

“For thirty minutes?”

“Eyes lashes are tiny,” you mumble and he laughs. “So… do I have to beg for my present or is it waiting for me when we get home?”

“I like it when you beg but it’s already there.” Toji runs his thumb over your knuckles. You stare at him curiously but if Toji didn’t want to explain something you couldn’t get more information out of him. What you did notice is the nervous tapping his forefinger made on the steering wheel, making you wonder what sort of present could make him this nervous. 

Arriving at Toji’s home looked the same as always. You thought maybe he had gotten you a new car but that didn’t seem to be the case. You gather the presents once again and the dogs dash into the backyard. Megumi, bleary eyed and still sleepy, forces himself to walk so that he can see your present too. Toji stills at the entrance into the houses and looks back at you one last time. “This is only one part, but I figured you should see this first.”

“Open the door!” You and Megumi say together, and you drum on his arm and he shakes his head. 

He opens the door and you enter the home hand in hand with Megumi. There was nothing new that you could see immediately. The foyer looks the same, there’s nothing on the stairs or in the living room. You look back to give Toji a confused look and he points to the dining area. You creep over there, noting the way that Megumi’s hand tightens around yours. To your surprise it’s not an object that’s waiting for you in the dining chair, but rather a person who’s back was facing you. The person hears you moving behind them and turns around, making you freeze completely. 

“Merry Christmas,” the man says to you, and tears quickly fill your eyes. 

“Ezra?”

Chapters: I. II. III. IV. V. VI. VII. VIII. IX. X. XI.

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[owl-it-here]

AU idea - One Piece #1

So I was thinking about this fic I read about a year ago (or re-read it?) -> Luffy was raised as a marine and makes it everyone's problem [An amazing read - I recommend checking it out]

And I really like the idea behind it. Using skills that may have been learned before is always cool, especially if there's a chance that they may be canonical. More than that, I think we should go even further.

So far, we don't know enough about Brook and Jinbe's childhoods to make any assumptions (so I won't touch on them in any depth here - but they are both experienced in diffrent ways), but most of them, to put it mildly, had rather difficult childhoods. And that made them perfectly specialised in the areas they chose to remain safe and survive. Moslty had one mentor or were raised by themselves. All except Luffy and Sanji, if you think about it.

The education system in the OP sucks, just like the real one. But the difference in knowledge and experience should be used as an advantage to make comedy out of this tragedy.

Nami had Bellemere, who probably gave her a basic education. She later self-taught herself out of curiosity and a desire to survive. Her time in the Arlong crew gave her more problems than opportunities to learn (but she may have picked up a few tricks here and there).

Zoro studied in the dojo. He had one sensei, one slightly more experienced rival and one older one to talk to. (Definitely not enough but it sure gave him his rather unique perspective).

Usopp only had his mum. Later, maybe some villagers helped him a bit, or Kaya to thank for the stories - but he is also mostly self-taught.

Chopper studied only under two doctors, and neither of them was sane. Maybe some reindeer instincts from his herd passed on to him before he ate the devil's fruit (but he was young, and later under stress so).

Robin grew up on an island full of scholars, but is still mostly self-taught. And apart from her special interests, everything she learned was from survivalism (so a PhD in history (and related stuff) and random knowledge, if I had to guess - well she's clever enough to learn/teach herself more if need be).

Franky, as far as we know, studied technical fields. We don't know enough about him before he came under Tom's wing, but we can assume that most of his knowledge comes from those years. (He created his own little mafia family, but we don't really know if he learned from anyone how to manage it or not).

And then we have Luffy and Sanji.

Luffy had a grandfather who tried to teach him to be a marine and to fight. Makino taught him the basics (and attempted manners). Dadan and her gang showed him by their example how to be a good bandit. Shanks and his crew taught him the basics of being a good pirate. And of course his brothers, taught him how to be a real jungle kid and a few tricks. And all this probably gave him quite mixed signals - especially with his logic.

And finally Sanji. As a prince born to a scientist (an evil sperm donor, but still the person responsible for his education, who probably with his big ego believed that his children even without modification should be as brilliant as he was) Sanji certainly had some sort of super special royal education (which he tried to perfect because it was probably easier than a physical test and he wanted to fit in somehow). He learned manners, politeness and most of all kindness from his mum. How to cook, fight and be a pirate from Zeff. And probably a few other cooking and odd skills from the various chefs he met over the years on both the Orbit and the Bartie. Working in the kitchen is conducive to conversation.

So I've come to the conclusion that I want to read a fic where both Luffy's and Sanji's upbringing has a greater impact on the strawhats' journey. Yes, I want Luffy to occasionally use his random nautical knowledge to help them escape or get something. (Like the author used it to save Ace, but also to help Robin faster etc.). Someone should also note that the style in which he manages his crew is similar to the bandits. Or they should meet some on the way and only Luffy should know how to behave to be respected. I also want Sanji to talk more about things that pirates should know. Or even about political stuff. (Robin could add more too, but Sanji has a slightly different perspective on it than she does.) Even if he doesn't want to talk about his past, the excuse that he knows everything from Zeff works and is practically undeniable, because no one on the crew knows what he went through as a pirate.

It would have been fun to see Luffy explain to his crew why this marine is bad news, but the other one isn't so bad because his grandfather likes him or something. Or if Sanji, after fighting for Nami's freedom, had stopped and asked the crew if any of them knew a bit of hooks (and Luffy realised that Garp was trying to teach him that - but, as standard, he didn't explain just went on to practice-torture).

Bonus if the only person who can immediately use this random information is Zoro. Who on everything just says: it sounds just about right. Because it perfectly balances the Monster Trio in this way.

This could also be a good idea for a larger crew fic. After the whole situation with Nami, the crew starts talking about heading to the Grand Line and a dialogue like this ensues between them: Sanji: so where are we looking for the other members? The others: We are not looking? Sanji: And what about the watch? Grand Line is very unpredictable. Since you knew some pirates Luffy, I'm sure they talked about it…. Luffy: They told super cool stories! Sanji: Then how do you think we'll be able to have a night shift with just five of us? With such a small number of people, especially with no medic on board, it will affect my cooking….

And let's not kid ourselves but the food argument has a pretty good chance of working.

Luffy: Setting out I thought having 10 members would be ideal! Sanji: For influencing the Grand Line - sure - to just look for them there with the unpredictability and adventures waiting for us there - there aren't enough of us now. We need a few more hands and a pair of eyes.

And honestly this conversation probably doesn't affect Luffy that much, he continues to be as picky about selecting his nakamas as he was in canon, but maybe enough that they select perhaps 3 more people for the lineup. Which allows us to stay fairly ok with the storyline and right away adds diversity and some power. Which may have made some of the arks funnier because we have more room to play. (This Bites! makes it look like a good idea).

I call this idea: Luffy was brought up as he was, and that makes it everyone's problem, but it is Sanji's existence that makes everyone else question it - Zoro you should have a bigger problem with that!

In a nutshell: The gray cells are working!

If anyone ever uses it, PLEASE tag me - I want to devour it in every form. I probably could have outlined it better, but well it's just an idea.

[juicebox72664]

Mistletoe; Soukoku.

It's the most beautiful time of the year

Christmas, how festive, not that Dazai was ever that big a fan of the holidays, but it was fun to mess with everyone. He wondered if this truce would last another year. Heh, maybe it’ll end tonight, a bunch of drunk and cranky detectives and mafia in the same building, it’ll totally go well.

Lights fill the streets, spreading so much cheer

Dazai swirled his whiskey leaning against the wall. People did always seem happier this time of year, not him though, he usually felt worse than normal. One time he heard someone say that Christmas is like a magnifying glass for feelings, he was inclined to agree.

I should be playing in the winter snow

He could see some of the younger members out in the slow; to his surprise Akutagawa was one of them, not that he seemed to be doing anything other than staring at Atsushi. He smiled, remembering many a days when him and Chuuya would just forgo their responsibilities and play in the snow instead.

But I'ma be under the mistletoe

He wondered whose idea it even was to put up a mistletoe, honesty; he could see most people doing it, for varying reasons, mostly mischievous, he almost wishes he could claim he did.

I don't wanna miss out on the holiday

He couldn’t make himself go into the crowd of people, all so cheery, he could hardly muster his annoying charming personality today.

But I can't stop staring at your face

But, then he caught sight of Chuuya’s face, he was smiling, talking with Yosano of all people; he supposed he shouldn’t be that surprised, they are both wine obsessed.

I should be playing in the winter snow

Chuuya looks over at him, and Dazai glances back out the window, a blush coming to his face. He’s tempted to run outside and go throw snowballs at Atsushi. Maybe he could drown himself in snow.

But I'ma be under the mistletoe

Still, he stayed where he was, under the mistletoe.

With you, shawty, with you

Maybe because he wanted Chuuya to come over and kiss him, maybe not; he’d never say.

With you, shawty, with you

But, he did, very much.

With you, under the mistletoe

It wouldn’t be the first time they shared a Christmas kiss, even if neither of them ever addressed it after, and Chuuya might have been too drunk to remember.

Everyone's gathering around the fire

There were a group of people sitting by the fireplace, it was cold, and he was tempted to go over there and warm up.

Chestnuts roasting like a hot July

But then he’d have to talk to them, keep up his antics.

I should be chilling with my folks, I know

He’d rather just stay here,

But I'ma be under the mistletoe

Word on the street, Santa's coming tonight

He remembers late nights, Christmas Eve, staying up with Chuuya. Neither of them believed in Santa Clause, but it was fun nonetheless.

Reindeer's flying through the sky so high

Then they’d exchange presents, Both acting like it was funny; when more often than not it was something the other actually wanted or needed.

I should be making a list, I know

Not to mention the writing of lists, it wasn’t really lists, they’d leave sticky notes around the others houses of stuff they wanted; neither of them ever got anything off those sticky notes, on purpose.

But I'ma be under the mistletoe

They’d put up of mistletoes when they went to the port mafia office, and just watch what happens.

With you, shawty, with you

Mori would get them in trouble, but they did it every year regardless.

With you, shawty, with you

He would never go back; but he did miss doing dumb stuff with Chuuya.

With you, under the mistletoe

He looks over at Chuuya again, this time Chuuya looks away bashfully with a blush, Dazai feels a smirk curl on his lips.

With you, shawty, with you

He was tempted to walk over there and talk to him.

With you, shawty, with you

He laughs to himself and looks up at the mistletoe.

With you, under the mistletoe

But then he wouldn’t get a kiss.

Ayy, love, the wise men followed the star 

His eyes found their way trailing across Chuuya’s body, especially his lips.

The way I followed my heart

He wanted to kiss him.

And it led me to a miracle

But it would take a miracle

Ayy, love don't you buy me nothing

The last time someone bought something specifically for him, was five years ago now.

'Cause I am feeling one thing, your lips on my lips

He still has it too, it was a stupid key chain of a dog no less, he hated dogs. He only kept it because him and Chuuya ended up drunk, and before he knew it, they were kissing; and he wanted to remember the occasion.

That's a merry, merry Christmas

Best Christmas he’d ever had. Chuuya passed out before anything went any further though.

It's the most beautiful time of the year

Chuuya made eye contact again, but this time neither of them looked away, Dazai couldn’t; not when Chuuya had such beautiful eyes.

Lights fill the streets, spreading so much cheer

Chuuya excused himself from his conversation, making the way through the crowd over to Dazai.

I should be playing in the winter snow

This time he couldn’t avert his gaze.

But I'ma be under the mistletoe

He didn’t move either.

I don't wanna miss out on the holiday

“Standing here all alone, that’s not like you.” Chuuya remarks with that stupidly attractive smirk on his face.

But I can't stop staring at your face

For a minute he couldn’t say anything, Chuuya looked so pretty in this lighting.

I should be playing in the winter snow

Not to mention the fact he’s not wearing his usual work clothes; it’s too cold and snowy for that.

But I'ma be under the mistletoe

Dazai shrugs before saying, “They’re fun to watch.”

With you, shawty, with you

“Wow, people watching, just when I thought you couldn’t get creepier.”

With you, shawty, with you

Dazai pouts in mock offense. “Does the Chibi always have to be so rude?”

With you, under the mistletoe, yeah

Chuuya’s about to reply when he notices the mistletoe above them, and a blush rises on his face.

With you, shawty, with you

“I hardly noticed that.” Dazai remarks, tilting Chuuya’s chin up with his hand.

With you, shawty, with you

“Bastard.” Chuuya grumbles, glaring at him.

With you, under the mistletoe

“So crude.” Dazai teases, leaning closer to him.

Kiss me underneath the mistletoe

Chuuya presses his lips to Dazai’s.

Show me, baby, that you love me so

Dazai’s arms find their way to his waist.

Kiss me underneath the mistletoe

Chuuya’s hands found their way to Dazai’s shoulders.

Show me, baby, that you love me so

They pull away from each other, a soft blush dusting both of their cheeks. “You know you’re not so bad.” Dazai laughs. “Neither are you.”

[lilacella]

💫Prongsfoot Week 2024💫 - Day 4

What type of story that you like to Read and/or Write for this ship?

I like so many really!

I love fun AUs, lesbian prongsfoot, fix-its where James survives or comes back to live.

I think my favorite will always be fluffy 'falling in love at Hogwarts' stories.

I also like writing angst but I don't like reading it that much. It stresses me out 😅 They need to be happy!! Unless I say so!

I have so far written the fun AU section in Safehouse (Mafia) and Strut (Fashion), 1+1<3 and my current wip Bachelorettes in the sapphic department and a bit of angsty Hogwarts falling in love in Reindeer Games ☺️

@prongsfootweekarchive

[amiracleilluminated]

[oneforthemunny]

the eddies as christmas songs

santa baby is obv mafia!eddie. no explanation needed.

christmas wrapping is very much so dom!eddie to me. kinda cute and up beat, reminds me of him and reader tbh. like the lyrics are kinda good and bad. "merry christmas, but i think i'll miss this one this year." it's them.

this one is so fuckin' random (thank you to all the holiday seasons i worked at the beauty store for showing me this gem they'd play on a loop lol) but sleigh ride the cover by tlc is rockstar!eddie to me. it feels very 90s to me and fun and like a cool take on a classic, which i think he'd love and it fits his vibe.

also entirely fuckin' random but grandma got run over by a reindeer has gotta be cowboy!eddie's. he thinks it's fucking funny but also works with horses and is like "yeah that could def happen" lmaoo.

christmas (baby please come home) is very janitor!eddie coded to me, because the holidays are really about being with you. like he could have all the decor and all that, but if you weren't there it wouldn't feel like christmas.

idk why but jingle bell rock feels like older!eddie to me. i think he'd not be a big fan of christmas music at all, but he likes that one, even if it does get stuck in his head on a loop.

modern!eddie i gotta be honest and real and truthful with myself and not deny that he would eat up the penatonix LMAO. just at christmas but specifically their up on the housetop he loses his shit.

bouncer!eddie loves do they know it's christmas? bc he can belt it out, specifically bono's part. loves all the instruments and everything lol.

[rookthorne]

The round up for Day 4 of my Merry Buckmas event, and the prompt:

𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── 𝐊𝐄𝐘 ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───

— 𝐀  = angst — 𝐖  = whump — 𝐈 = sick fic — 𝐃  = dark — 𝐃² = dead dove — 𝐏 = poly — 𝐊 = kid fic — 𝐅  = fluff — 𝐒  = smut

— 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 of 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐤𝐨𝐯

Bodyguard!Bucky x F!Reader x Bodyguard!Winter Soldier

𝐀 + 𝐏 + 𝐅

Decorating the tree was a tradition you were determined to bring into their home, and you were just as stubborn as they were to make it stick. But when night fell, that all washed away, leaving room for the love that one of them needed to make it through the silent night.

— 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲 of 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐈𝐧𝐤

Tattoo Artist!Stucky x Florist!F!Reader

𝐏 + 𝐅

The holiday season was in full swing, and you were keen to make a head start for the coming days — each bouquet wouldn’t make itself, nor would the orders be filled if you stayed where it was warm and cosy. 

What you didn’t expect in your shop before the crack of dawn, however, was two men intent on sprucing up the space.

— 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐥, 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 of 𝐃𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞

Incubus!Bucky x F!Reader

𝐅

It was not the first time you had made a deal with a devil, but at least, on this occasion, you could watch the way his eyes darkened, or how his tail swished in the air; perfectly in beat with the hammering of your heart.

The night only just started, but you were determined to get all you could from this unorthodox agreement.

— 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝 of 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐲 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐬, 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

Lumberjack!Bucky x F!Reader

𝐅

Christmas in the snow was something you adored about the festive season, and spending it with the ones you loved, both human and animal, would make it all the better. But Bucky had a surprise up his sleeve for you; the cards of his mischievous ways held close to his chest until the moment was right.

— 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 of 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐬

Mechanic!Bucky x F!Reader

𝐅 + 𝐒

The distractions of festivities irked Bucky like no other, especially when you were standing there as though you weren’t the woman of his dreams, innocently decorating the living room and the Christmas tree within it. 

You weren’t to know just how far he would push and prod, not until it was too late.

— 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐬 of 𝐀 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨

Nurse!Bucky x F!Reader

𝐅

Organically, a hospital was a place where gloom spread faster than a wildfire — it was hard to picture the environment as joyful and festive. 

Until you appeared, Christmas tree and ornaments in hand, and with the determination of a stubborn reindeer for the task you set yourself: decorate the hell out of the place, and bring some cheer to those who needed it the most.

— 𝐏𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 of 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐭

Alpha!Mafia!Bucky x Omega!F!Reader

𝐅

A new tradition you introduced to Bucky took a turn you should have, at the very least, expected, but it did not mean you wouldn’t milk it for all of its worth.

— 𝐀 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨'𝐬 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡 of 𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬, 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲

Paramedic!Bucky x F!Reader

𝐀 + 𝐅

Your surprise arrival at the station brightens more than Bucky’s day, and you couldn’t be happier to witness the joy in all of their faces when you revealed that you came bearing gifts.

— 𝐊𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 of 𝐏𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲

Pornstar!Bucky x F!Reader

𝐅

Bucky was a sweet talker; able to get every last thing he wanted if he just used the right words or tone with anyone. It was part of his charm. Though you thoroughly enjoyed it, he tended to weaponize it against you at the least convenient times; up a ladder and decorating the tree one of them.

[ilkkawhat]