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pathologicalreid · 11 days ago

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christmas (baby please come home) | s.r.

in which Spencer isn't home to put his kids to bed on Christmas Eve, but they wake up to a surprise on Christmas morning

who? spencer reid x fem!reader category: fluff content warnings: spencer's first post prison christmas, frankensteined the plot of "surface tension", the same family as "here with me", crying, christmas word count: 3.19k a/n: merry christmas!! this is kinda like my gift to you, mostly since it's been sitting in my brain for forever!!!!!!! i love u all! also happy first day of hanukkah if you celebrate <33

“But Daddy’s not home,” your daughter whimpered as she shuffled under her covers, she looked up at you with wide, curious eyes.

You carefully smoothed out the top of her floral comforter, “I know, baby,” you whispered, reaching up to pinch her cheek affectionately. You’d let them stay up late to watch the Santa tracker, but eventually, Finn fell asleep on you, and Livvy’s yawns were enough to convince you that it was bedtime. “You still have to go to sleep. Santa will come whether Daddy’s home or not, and we’ll just do the gifts from Mommy and Daddy when he gets back.”

At three years old, Olivia was beginning to understand Spencer being gone the same way Eleanor did; she knew his absence was entirely out of her control, and that didn’t sit well with your middle child. You knew you had gotten incredibly lucky when Spencer had been home for Finn’s birthday and Livvy’s had fallen during his sabbatical, but you also knew that you were due for a missed holiday, you just wished it could’ve been Thanksgiving or New Year’s.

You kissed her forehead before leaving, making sure to leave the door open a crack so the monsters wouldn’t get her before you went to Nell’s room. “Hey, honey,” you whispered, closing your eldest’s door behind you before going to sit on the edge of her bed. She had her own Christmas tree set up in the corner of the room, the artificial purple tree providing the glow that her nightlight normally would. “Are you ready for bed?”

Nell was lying on top of her covers, staring at her still ceiling fan as she ignored your question. While Livvy was just starting to understand what it meant when Spencer was gone, Nell understood it best, and she had for years now. She’d understood when Spencer was in prison, and she understood that he was missing Christmas now.

Slowly, you laid down next to your daughter, propping your head up on the bed and smoothing her hair back. “It’s still Christmas,” you tried to reassure her, but part of you knew that it was a thankless effort, there was nothing you could tell her that would fix her father’s absence. “We can call Dad in the morning while we open presents,” you offered, hoping she’d appreciate you coming halfway. “If he’s not busy, maybe we can video chat, and you can show him everything Santa brought you.”

“It’s not the same,” she told you, furrowing her brows and turning away from you on the bed.

Sighing, you pressed a kiss to the back of her head, “I know, Nellie. I know it’s not fair that he doesn’t get to be here for Christmas, but Daddy will come back.” There was a sense of urgency in your voice; you were afraid that if your five-year-old lost the joy in Christmas, you’d somehow failed her as a mother. “He’ll be home for your birthday, I promise,” you whispered.

“You can’t promise,” she reminded you, knowing that you and Spencer were generally very specific about your promises, leaning toward the ‘I promise I’ll try’ variety.

You hummed in response, “I’d pinky promise you that. Dad will be home for your birthday.” You held up your pinky finger, waiting for her to roll over and reciprocate.

Eleanor rolled over, holding up her pinky finger while brown eyes watched you apprehensively, “Okay,” she breathed, hooking your fingers together and kissing them.

As soon as Spencer told you about the bureau’s contingency to him returning to the BAU, you’d done the math. Eleanor’s sixth birthday would fall near the beginning of his next sabbatical, so you didn’t hesitate to make this promise. “It’s time for bed, my girl,” you whispered, smiling at her softly as she pulled the sleeves of her Christmas pajamas over her hands. “Santa can’t come if you’re not asleep,” you reminded her, sitting up on the bed and getting up, tucking her purple comforter under her chin before you made your final stop of the night.

You’d brought Finn to his room before getting the girls settled, but now that you knew they were alright, you came back to his room. The white noise machine was going, and he was fast asleep in his crib. His pacifier, which you were trying to wean him off of, had fallen from his mouth and onto the sheets, so you set it to the side. To you, the second Christmas was always more exciting than the first, now that he was fourteen months old, he had the dexterity to help open presents.

Ruffling his hair, you kissed him goodnight, just like you’d done with the girls, and you left his room, closing the door so that no one would disturb the light-sleeping baby.

There was a late night ahead of you, but first, you settled yourself onto the couch in the living room and pulled out your phone. Upon opening your messages with Spencer, you couldn’t help but be disappointed to find that there was nothing unread. You thought about sending him a text telling him that you all miss him but eventually decided against it. You didn’t want to make him feel guilty. At least, no more guilty than he likely already did.

You turned on the TV, quietly playing a Christmas movie as you began the festivities. All of the gifts had been expertly hidden in the master bedroom, split between being shoved under your bed and in your closet, but a new playhouse for the girls had been dropped off earlier. It was too big for your room, so your parents had stored it in their basement in the interim.

That would be a struggle to bring in from the garage, so you decided to start small, pulling all of the kids’ stockings from their hooks and laying them out on the floor before going upstairs to get the stuffers.

With the movie playing, you filled the stockings with treats and little toys. A few times you imagined your phone buzzing, but each time there was nothing on the screen. The loneliness started to set in as you rehung the stockings, making sure the kids’ names faced forward above the fireplace.

This wasn’t your first Christmas alone, Spencer had been in Idaho for Olivia’s first Christmas, but neither of the girls remembered it.

They’d remember this one, you thought to yourself, walking back up the stairs to grab a load of boxes. Thankfully, they were already wrapped, but you did have to avoid getting ribbon in your mouth as you carried the armful of gifts down the stairs.

Masterfully, you adjusted them beneath the tree, trying to visualize where they’d all end up in the end as you heard something distantly, but you brushed it off as someone leaving your neighbor’s holiday party. You stood up, wiping your hands on your pajamas as you evaluated your handiwork, shrugging before you turned around for the next load, “Oh,” you breathed, watching the handle on the door from the garage turn.

The door opened slowly, revealing your husband on the other side, his black peacoat draped over his arm and purple scarf looped around his neck. He hooked his car keys on the key hook before he noticed you, brown eyes finding your pajama-clad figure. His lopsided smile was all-knowing as always, he knew he had surprised you. In fact, it had been his goal.

You remained exactly where you were, watching him from the den as he put his shoes away and hung up his outerwear. It was almost as if you’d convinced yourself he was a mirage, and any sudden movements would cause his visage to dissipate. “Hey,” Spencer said, cocking his head at you as if he were confused why you hadn’t come any closer to him. He peeked around you to look at the tree, “Did the kids get to bed okay?”

Instead of answering him, your body naturally responded to what seemed like the miraculous appearance of your husband by producing tears. At first, they just welled along your lash line, but as they started to fall, you buried your face in your hands.

Spencer was there, not only in the house but also taking the initiative to approach you, he wrapped his arms around your torso, taking your tearful form under his care, “Is everything alright?” He asked, slowly dragging his hand up and down your spine, humming as you reciprocated his embrace and pressed your face into his shirt, drying your eyes and taking in the moment.

“Everything is wonderful,” you responded, your voice muffled by his shirt. He smelled like stale dark roast and the jet, but you were too relieved by his arrival to truly mind.

Tightening his grip briefly, he pressed a kiss to the crown of your head, “Right, well. You’re crying, so I had to make sure,” he murmured, swaying gently to the music coming from the film.

You loosed a breath of relief, “I can’t believe you’re here. The kids were miserable at bedtime, Nell wouldn’t even talk to me until I told her you’ll be home for her birthday,” you informed him, keeping your arms wrapped firmly around him while you tipped your head back to see him.

Spencer nodded in understanding, reaching up a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear, “We made the arrest at eight and wrapped up around nine. Somehow, Emily convinced the pilot to leave in the middle of the night, and we were on the jet by ten. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve spent holidays in worse places, but I’d rather be here with you than in Milwaukee.”

“I will kiss Emily Prentiss on the mouth,” you told him candidly.

He raised his brows curiously, “Mhm, and what about me?”

Grinning, you pushed up on your tiptoes and pressed your lips to his, an amalgamation of a welcome home and a Merry Christmas kiss, but you pulled away before you could get carried away. “Merry Christmas, Spencer Reid, we have work to do,” you told him, taking on a mock seriousness as you nodded your head toward the Christmas tree, which only had a fraction of your kids’ gifts beneath it.

“Merry Christmas, darling,” Spencer reciprocated, pressing one more kiss to your lips, “Let’s get started.”

Spinning out of his grip, you found you had much more pep in your step with his arrival, beaming as the two of you went through the house as quietly as possible, gathering the gifts for the kids without rousing any suspicion. Even grabbing the playhouse from the garage didn’t seem like as much of a task with him around.

You adjusted the stockings as it neared two in the morning, Spencer returned from upstairs with the last few gifts, having changed his clothes into pajamas that neatly matched yours—a family set that was a gift from your Penelope. “They look great,” Spencer assured you, pushing his glasses up on his nose as he stood back, admiring your handiwork.

Walking backward until your back was against your chest, you tilted your head to the side, appraising the mountain of gifts beneath the tree, “Do you think we went overboard this year?” Between the gifts from Santa and the gifts from the two of you, the heap was rather intimidating.

“No,” Spencer answered, “bigger kids, bigger gifts.” He put his arms around your waist, resting his chin on top of your head, “besides, they’re good kids.”

You hummed in response, leaning into him ever so slightly. Part of you felt like Spencer was still experiencing guilt surrounding the three months he spent away from you and the kids while he was in prison. No amount of time at home or therapy would ever absolve him of that guilt, but it never hurt to try, “Hey,” you whispered up to him, “I got you something.”

He frowned down at you, “I thought we said no gifts this year?”

Scoffing, you walked over to the home office, “We say that every year and neither of us ever stick to it, so go get whatever it is you got for me.”

Spencer rolled his eyes, but even so, he made his way upstairs to where you knew a gift was hiding in his bedside table. Upon his return, he faltered at the large box you’d placed on the coffee table and held up the small box in his hands; you beamed at him as he eyed the behemoth of a present.

He handed you the smaller box, instinctively, you admired the wrapping before starting to open it, recognizing the jewelry box before you had even discarded your wrapping paper. “Oh, Spence,” you said, looking at the necklace in the box, a dainty chain with five small gemstones on it. His birthstone and yours, followed by Nell’s amethyst, Livvy’s sapphire, and Finn’s tourmaline all strung next to each other, “it’s perfect,” you told him, lightly touching the gems with your fingertips. You’d mentioned wishing you had an everyday necklace a few weeks ago while getting ready, and he must’ve been listening more attentively than you’d thought.

Finally, you had him open his gift, and he was entirely speechless as he opened the cardboard flaps. His mouth gaped as he lifted one of the books in his hand, the title and edition identical to one that had been previously ruined in your house. “Fuck,” he cursed, looking from you to the books and back again.

You shrugged, “It’s not all of them, but a pretty good amount of them. Some of those editions are proving difficult to recover, but I’ve—” You’re cut off, startled by Spencer pressing his lips to yours. “I’m still looking for some,” you said breathlessly once he pulled away.

Spencer seemed unsure of what to do with himself; you’d managed to find replacements for three-fourths of the books that had previously been burned by an accidental fire set earlier this year. The only time your marriage had ever been on the rocks was when Diana lived with you, but even then, you’d been planning this surprise. “You are…” Spencer started, uncharacteristically at a loss for words, “This is incredible,” he told you, shaking his head in disbelief, setting the book down in the box and nearly tackling you in a hug.

Laughing, you buried your face in his shoulder to muffle the sound, “I love you,” you murmured to him, his body now next to yours on the couch.

“I love you too,” he said, looking at you with glassy eyes. “Wow,” he said, sniffling, “I need to get you something else. A necklace isn’t enough,” he told you, likely already thinking of options for addendums.

You shook your head, “Trust me when I tell you that your being here is worth all of the rare books in the world to me,” you reassured him, running your fingers through his hair. Humming, you adjusted your head on the pillow, “Are you gonna fall asleep like this?”

He nodded, “If you keep playing with my hair like that. How long do you think we have until they wake up?” He asked, keeping his eyes closed while you peeked over him to check the time.

Last year, Finn had woken up the whole house on Christmas Day at four in the morning, and seeing as it was nearing three, you wondered if it was worth sleeping at all. You continued combing through Spencer’s hair, “Do you want to go upstairs?”

“This is a really great couch,” he mumbled, already falling asleep on the couch, leading you to grab the blanket that was thrown over the back and haphazardly drape it over the two of you.

Unfortunately, it felt like you’d gotten no sleep at all when you heard the first stirring upstairs, “Mommy,” Olivia called out, which would likely wake up Finn and Nell.

You got up from the couch, waking up Spencer in the process. Your poor husband, who was probably already running on little sleep, got up and folded the blanket you had been using, returning it to its home while you went upstairs to get the kids.

Livvy’s eyes went wide when she saw you come from downstairs, “Did Santa come?” She asked you, nearly bouncing with excitement.

As you expected, the door to Eleanor’s room swung open, revealing your sleep-deprived five-year-old in her rumpled pajamas, “Yes, Santa brought gifts for everyone,” you answered, ruffling her hair before going into Finn’s room, hoping to wake him gently before the voices did a less delicate job. “Hi buddy,” you whispered, looking back to see the girls gathered at the door, completely unaware that their dad was waiting for them downstairs. “Merry Christmas,” you said softly, his scrunched face not processing what you were saying, but happy to see you, nonetheless.

You picked him up from the crib and herded the girls to the stairs, letting them lead the way down while you carried the baby. Right behind them, you watched the realization dawn on their faces as soon as they caught sight of Spencer, “Daddy!” Nell shouted, leading her little sister as they ran to him.

Laughing lightly, you let a squirming Finn down, running to Spencer in the same way the girls just had. From a distance, you watched as all three of your kids entirely bypassed the gifts under the tree and on the mantle and went straight to what was more important—their father was home for Christmas.

Spencer crouched down to get Finn, and at the same time, Livvy jumped in excitement, leaving Spencer falling backward and sitting on the ground while the kids formed a less-than-graceful dog pile on the floor. You took that as your cue to join in on the festivities, kneeling on the floor next to the familial pile, uncontrollable giggles emanated from everyone involved.

You wrangled the two littles in your arms, giving each of them dozens of kisses and receiving more laughter in return as Eleanor settled down. Your eldest took her moment of alone time and laid her head on Spencer’s chest, the grin on her face overtook the rest of her face, “Best Christmas ever,” she whispered before rolling off of him, Spencer instinctively lifting his hand so she doesn’t hit her head on the leg of the coffee table.

Nellie sat up giving you a toothy grin, sticking her tongue through where she was missing a front tooth. Everyone took notice of Olivia pointing at the tree, her mouth shaped like an “o�� in awe, “Can we open that one?” She asked, pointing to the largest present in the stack—which, of course, had her name on it.

“Stockings first,” Spencer said, leading to a pout from your middle child, but it was quickly wiped away when he kissed the crown of her head. Your husband got up first, taking Finn from where he was tucked into your side, and set him on his hip, “Okay, who wants their stocking?”

Everyone’s hand went up—including yours.

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nekomasmngr · 7 days ago

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a love to keep me warm

˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊ kageyama tobio x fem!reader ˖ . ݁𝜗𝜚. ݁₊

✦ synopsis : you find yourself stuck in the last place you wanted to be for Christmas and think it’s better to hole yourself up in your dorm, throwing your own pity party for the holiday. turns out, kageyama tobio was the plot twist in your lonely holiday that you needed. ⋆⁺₊❅.

✦ contents : smidge of angst but happy ending, cursing (right at the beginning), little awkward tobio with a crush, maybe some very cheesy writing of loser/s falling in love — WC : 4k

✦ author notes : written for @hiraethwrote, merry merry christmas, hea!! i hope you're enjoying your holidays so far!! and im so so sorry this was a tad bit late, (although at the moment, it's still the 29th somewhere in the world <3); in collaboration with “hq x reader secret santa” hosted by the amazing, wonderful, inspiring @lale-txt; i really enjoyed participating in this and loved being around/part of a community of more x reader lovers, thank you for making this last quarter of the year feel a little less lonelier than usual, so by extension, this piece is also dedicated to anyone who found themselves feeling lonely this year, but shouldn't be. i see you and am sending all the virtual hugs, love, and care to you. i wish only for this new year will treat you better and bring people who deserve your energy to stick by your side until the next christmas. <3 p.s. this was barelllyyyy proofread so i apologize for the grammar mistakes, run on sentences, and probably cringy dialogue? i feel really rusty in writing but this definitely inspired me to keep practicing and i enjoyed spinning this tale <3

✦ christmas lights header by @nectardaddy, tysm!! u rockkk <3

“What the fuck?”

At this point, you couldn’t keep count of the number of times this has happened. The glowing LED screen that featured a picturesque sight of one of your so-called closest friends dressed in a flowy, white dress, running away from the incoming crash of the wave, smiling brightly off camera, right at a bunch of other no-names you’ve never met (probably her high school friends). Your eyes start to burn as you swipe through the rest of the pictures in the carousel of continuous shots of these people at the beach.

You vividly recalled how this friend of yours was so adamant on cancelling your holiday plans two weeks ago because she came down with the “flu”, despite having scheduled them 2 months before. You knew it was a weak excuse.

Who even cancels plans because of a flu 2 weeks before an event?

You scoffed bitterly as you stalk the other girls from the profile to see when exactly they took this little beach trip of theirs, trying to understand why your friend canceled on your holiday plans but said yes to other people’s plans.

But the longer you scrolled, the longer you became sick to your stomach. You were sick of this behavior. Sick of being alone. Of being lonely.

The efforts you put into saving up for your girls’ trip with her, pulling in extra late night shifts at work and on weekends. You even rescheduled your trip back home, so you were stuck over this weekend on campus thinking you were supposed to be packing for your road trip with her that very same weekend.

If your “closest” friend didn’t want to spend the holidays with you, then who actually would?

You didn’t even realize you were crying until continuous drops of tears fell on your screen, blurring not only your own sight, but distorting the smiles from another beach photo of the sunset backdrop, droplets blending in with the waves on screen as if giving you a taste of its salty waters.

“You alright?”

A deep voice startled you from your intense gaze with your phone. You quickly wiped whatever stray tears were still caught in your lashes, hoping the streaks down your face were unnoticeable under the fluorescent lights of the study hall.

It was one of the most deserted places at the moment with students having wrapped up most of their exams before the winter break started, save for a few who had one nasty paper to submit that evening or who chose to stay for the break, like you.

Packing up your things as fast as you can, you muttered a quick “just fine,” before catching the gaze of the concerned party that belonged to the most beautiful shade of dark blue eyes that almost made you stop in your stance to see what kind shade of blue they truly were.

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You checked yourself in your reflection of the metal doors of the elevator of your dorm, making sure traces of your snot nose and red eyes were unnoticeable. You didn’t want to scare the convenience store people at your disheveled state, but you figured they’ve seen worse looking people than someone who just spent a couple of hours crying their eyes till their puffy and dehydrated, dull skin.

As you walked down to grab some snacks and stock up on some milk and soda, you could tell that the holiday spirit fell short this year. Sure, there were the customary string of Christmas lights and wreaths lined up on your university walls. But outside them, among the people, you can’t help but reflect on how quickly people grow up, get wrapped up in their own drama and business, and change priorities; forgetting to spend time with the people who were actually part of your year.

But what’s new? You were disappointed in your friend, but couldn’t help but blame yourself. You must have done something to her that made her cancel, or maybe you just weren’t as important to her as she was to you.

The familiar sting of tears grew in your eyes and you definitely didn’t want to cry in the middle of the nearest campus convenience store. So you just shook it off, pushed your “friend” and all of your problems with the current state of the holidays to the back of your mind, and focused on your main mission: feeding yourself.

Not bothering to grab a basket, you filled your arms with your favorite snacks, cup noodles as is customary in every college student’s grocery list. The last thing you needed was your favorite brand of milk from the store’s fridge. What you didn’t see was another hand reaching out for the same carton you wanted.

“Sorry.” you mumbled, reaching for a second box of milk right behind the first one you were supposed to get.

“Are you okay?”

You were startled at the sudden question from this stranger. Was it always normal to make conversation in a convenience store? You lifted your head to properly face your embarrassment.

At this point, you wished you just brushed off this growing awkward interaction and chopped it before it swallowed you whole, as you realized that the beautiful stranger standing in front of you was in fact, Tobio Kageyama.

The same Tobio Kageyama who's the most active volleyball varsity player in your university. The same Tobio Kageyama who’s been the youngest recruited player for the Japan national volleyball team, participating in the Olympics at 19 years old. The same Tobio Kageyama who’s the same blueberry-eyed guy that definitely saw you crying your eyes out over your phone.��

“I saw you earlier at the study hall.” He almost whispered as if he was afraid to be spilling a dark secret.

You averted your gaze suddenly to check your reflection again on the metal frames of the frozen goods door you were both standing in front of, traces of red eyes gone, but the puffy skin was still there.

“Sorry, I asked…” He started slowly.

“No! It’s okay.” You quickly answered, not wanting him to actually confirm your embarrassment of being known as the kind of girl that cries at school. “To answer your question…at the time, I wasn’t.”

You sighed thinking you didn’t have the energy to make up an excuse for what he saw, “Now I’m kinda just tired.”

“Right.” He nodded and mumbled. “Me too.”

“Not from crying!” He quickly sputtered out and added, “But from training…and studying?”

You stifled a laugh at his quick save. You don’t recall him ever seeing him stay in the study hall for anything longer than 15 minutes, unless he was seated at a table with a smaller orange haired student that looked way too bright to be in the dreary hall of learning, and an even shorter yellow-haired girl, Yachi, who you recognized from some of your classes.

He cleared his throat as well as his nerves. “Winter break is coming up.”

“Got any plans?” Kageyama asked, wanting to keep talking to you.

“As of earlier, no.” You shrugged off the urge to make something up.

“Campus is the last place I want to be in right now, but I’m stuck here until maybe after Christmas.” You admitted.

Kageyama nodded at your honesty. “How bout you?” You asked in turn, continuing the conversation even if you don’t know where it’s going, but this surprising plot twist in your evening felt right. It felt good to speak to someone new.

As the student-athlete listed down his training plans (read as: holiday break plans), you caught a beautiful sparkle in his eyes that shined brighter as he talked more about his favorite sport and how it isn’t just “training” for him as a student athlete.

“But I could do something else for the break.” He mumbled as he realized how he was probably boring you with his volleyball tips, but Kageyama’s heart did a little flip as he saw how attentive your soft gaze was actually focusing on him and how good it felt to be heard.

“Well, good luck with that.” You visibly cringed at how immediately rude that came across, contradicting how warm you felt as he shared his plans. You mentally kicked yourself for your lack of tact and how horrible you were at making friends, let alone maintain your current friendships enough.

You tried to wrack your brain for a better opening to apologize, or possibly offer something else to say to the athlete as you both lined up behind the counter ready to pay for your snacks.

“Would you want to do something?”

Kageyama’s question brought you out of your marathon of overthinking as you were caught off guard with his sudden invitation.

“With me?” He added. “For Christmas!”

You blinked in confusion as he stammered out a proposal, but you were patient as he sighed and closed his eyes in embarrassment.

“Would you want to do something with me for Christmas?”

Any traces of awkwardness left as the air around the two of you suddenly felt cleaner as the cold winter wind bit your cheeks and nose, almost kissing away your puffy eyes. Your heart burned once again, but it wasn’t the painful kind of burn. It was warm and hot that spread rapidly to your numbing fingertips.

“What did you have in mind?” You asked, giving him an encouraging smile.

He finally opened his eyes in surprise. That wasn’t a no! “I…can get back to you on that.” Caught off guard with your acceptance, but nonetheless, the athlete restrained himself from giving a victory fist bump at this good sign.

“Sure.” You smiled, thinking that you didn’t have anything else to lose and you definitely had nowhere to go this weekend. You were definitely intrigued and excited at where this new little adventure can take you.

“Yes?”

“Yes, Tobio.” You laughed, turning back to

Tobio’s grip on his plastic bag tightened at the sound of his name coming out of your lips. Now his stomach was really doing backflips.

“C-can I get your number?” He asked, eager to not let this opportunity slip through his hands. “So I can get back to you for our…um, thing.”

Without realizing it, you’ve both stopped in front of the entrance of your dorm as you both exchanged numbers.

“Have a good night.” You bid your goodbye as you walked inside your dorm entrance.

“You too.” Kageyama whispered, not even caring if you didn’t hear it as his eyes were stuck in a daze at your retreating figure as it disappeared behind the east wall, but not without glancing back at him with a small smile that struck right in his heart that hit him all the way back to his own dorm building, where Hinata, Yachi, Yamaguchi and Tsukishima were all hunched over their board game.

He plopped his plastic bag of snacks and drinks, ignoring all of Hinata and Tsukishima’s jabs at his tardiness for his long walk back from the store with you was worth all the teasing.

“Yachi!” He startled his old manager at his sudden outburst.

“What do girls like to do on Christmas?”

Not only did the group erupt with a whole new level of freak out at the surprise of Kageyama’s sudden “thing” with someone who didn’t go to high school with them, but they also learned that it IS possible to get kicked out of the lounge area of the campus dorms for an unacceptable level of “chatter”.

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To say you were quite impressed at how festive and cozy a dorm room could look like, excitement started to spread through you as noted all the multicolored lights that hung around his room, a mini Christmas tree on the side of his study table with a few cut out snowflakes spread out on the walls, and the 2 sets of bare gingerbread material laid expectantly for you and your Christmas date for the evening.

Decorating gingerbread houses was something you never knew you’d enjoy. You’ve always wanted to do a little Christmas activity, but just never got around doing it because every time you offered, your friends either thought it was lame or too kiddie for your age, or like always, they just cancelled.

You didn’t need them anyway. Kageyama was a delightful Christmas date, very gentlemanly and very conscious. Always making sure you felt right at home in his room, it was nice to feel taken care of even if it was just for the evening.

Humming along softly to the jazzy Christmas music playing in the background, your concentration lining up your candies for your house was interrupted with a pssk!

Kageyama squeezed a bit too hard on his piping bag and missed the roof of his house, landing a splat of sweet red icing on your cheek

“I’m so sorry!” As he frantically looked through his desk for spare napkins that Yachi left inside the Christmas-Special-Gift-Basket that his friends helped assemble for him, to ensure he had everything he needed for your “thing”.

“It’s okay!” You giggled, wiping off the last of it with your finger and giving it a small lick. “Least now I know it’ll taste good.”

“I’m sure you do.”

Your eyebrows raised, mouth gaping in a small amused smile waiting for Kageyama to realize what he just said and what he’s implying.

“IT!” Kageyama’s eyes widened in shock. “I really, really meant to say IT.”

The nervous volleyball player couldn’t help but groan and lay his head on the table contemplating to just start eating his gingerbread house to remove all evidence of this embarrassment, or run to the gym to yell and shout at his idiocy, or even curse at Hinata just because it was a reflex for him at this point. He could do either of these, but he prepared himself as he turned his head towards you, expecting to see cringe all over your face.

And then suddenly, Kageyama forgot his urge to run away. Instead he wanted to stay in this very picturesque moment forever, with your bright smile that feels so at home among the warm holiday decorations that decorated his dorm, with your infectious laughter bouncing around the walls and through his heart, with your smile holding such child-like wonder and joy.

Yes, Kageyama decided he can slip up as many times as needed, if only he gets to stay around your radiant smile all the time.

“I didn’t think you’d be so forward!” You praised him.

“Just don’t bring it up again.” He grumbled, fighting the shy smile growing on his face.

“Alright, alright.” You chuckled. “If you get icing on me again, feel free to lick them off of me yourself so you can get a taste too.”

“Shut up.” He winced thinking that was too mean, but he took a peek back at you with a smile that didn’t feel like leaving your face as you turned back to placing different colored M&Ms on your icing coated gingerbread roof.

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“I really like yours.” As you gestured to his simple white icing covered house with red and green candies scattered on the roof, but intriguingly had a very detailed mini-volleyball net (which isn’t holding up so well) and accurate lines for a court with a matching yellow and blue “volleyball” which is really just a yellow M&M covered in blue icing.

“The court’s definitely my favorite part.”

“Me too.” He nodded, smiling brightly at his little mini safe space of his favorite sport.

“So cute.” You whispered, catching that gleam in his eyes again that you wished you could see longer.

The festivities didn’t stop there as you found yourself next to Kageyama, sitting almost shoulder to shoulder on his dorm bed, with his laptop propped up on a few pillows playing the opening credits to the holiday classic, Home Alone. Was it too on the nose? You couldn't tell, but you definitely pondered on it more as the movie went on.

Halfway through the movie, Kageyama couldn’t resist taking a peek at you. Eyes pointed straight at the TV, but they looked almost glassy and unfocused as if your mind was elsewhere at that moment. “Are you okay?”

“Sorry,” You shook your head to bring yourself back to the present. “I think I’m just tired.” Feeling embarrassed that you got caught while lost in thought. You hoped Kageyama didn’t think you were bored, so you took it as a sign to start some idle conversation, starting with the one question you were currently curious about your new found friend.

“I never got to ask this earlier,” You thought over carefully on your next words.

“Why didn’t you go home for the holidays, like your friends did?”

He shrugged as he revealed bluntly, “my parents aren’t around much.” He goes on about how they’ve been on more frequent business trips abroad since his high school days, not even showing up to his matches when his team played in national tournaments.

The whole time you couldn’t believe how these supposedly important people in a person’s life could easily miss out on Kageyama’s life like that. He’s clearly very passionate about volleyball and no one can deny his talent and skill for it. Your chest tightened at the pain of imagining a younger Kageyama getting ready for his match, but with a quick scan at the crowd, he'd easily notice the absence of his parents and sister in the crowd.

“And my sister’s spending this Christmas with some friends on a girls’ trip or something.”

“Must be nice for them to not be alone on Christmas.” Your bitter tone slipped. You frowned as you munched your popcorn, trying hard not to take out your frustration on the snack bowl.

If Kageyama picked up that tone in your voice, he didn’t show it. “We’re not alone either. Not anymore.” He said, words dripping with sincerity as it hung in the air of the small dorm room.

He was right. Some could probably say it was a coincidence how you both ended up as one of the few people living on school grounds in the middle of winter break when most of the students, teachers and staff have left for their own holidays.

But some could also say, it was fate for these two souls who haven’t felt seen by their supposedly loved ones in a long time, who grew up lonelier and lonelier as the people around them moved on, grew up, or drifted away. Maybe, just maybe, it was fate leading them to each other, as some kind of plot twist they didn’t know they needed to have in their life.

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As the movie came to an end, so does your little Christmas date with Kageyama. You almost didn’t want to leave from your position after having really snuggled yourself under the soft, plush blanket that Kageyama had especially put on the side for you.

“This was really fun.” You slowly stretched your legs as you reluctantly got off of his warm bed. “I’m really glad you invited me, Tobio. Thank you.” You said.

Kageyama beamed with pride as he felt so seen in your eyes. Spending time with you, just the two of you, was probably the best present he could have ever received this Christmas. Despite knowing he embarrassed himself a few times that night, he didn’t think anything else could top the evening. Except maybe…

As you picked up your bag to turn towards his door, you felt a gentle hand land on your shoulder, gently spinning you around back to the blueberry eyed boy standing in front of you with a look that just made you want to melt on the spot.

“You don’t have to be alone on Christmas again.” Kageyama started. “We can do this again next year.”

He added, “Or doesn’t have to be next year. Can be anytime you want,” Kageyama tried to control his enthusiasm, but he couldn’t help it. Being around you felt like he could hit 10 service aces in a row, (he secretly wants to test this theory, but that’s for another time).

Maybe this was the kind of feeling that people call “walking on cloud 9” or maybe it’s what falling in love felt like. Regardless, of what it is, Kageyama knew he wanted to keep being in your life, “If that’s something you’d like?”

“Do you really mean that?”

To Kageyama, it was a no-brainer question. But, looking at the soft look in your eyes and how the multicolored sparkles of light dancing across your irises, illuminated by the holiday fairy lights that were decorating his bookshelf, a small sliver of hope flickered on your face, awaiting his answer.

He knew at that moment that the question held more weight to it for you. He knew at that moment, he didn’t want you to go through another lonely Christmas or birthday, or Valentines’ Day, or if you just wanted company. He’d be there for you if you’d call.

Kageyama nodded as he poured all the honesty he had in his heart, sealing his “yes” in a promise.

“Then, I’d like that very much.” You said.

At the corner of your eye, you noticed something dangling at the edge of Kageyama’s bookshelf, sticking out between two books that almost looked like it’d fall off after one big shove on the shelf. “Is that…”

Kageyama took a step closer to the shelf to pluck it out of its wedged place and pushed back the books so they wouldn’t fall on either of you.

As he realized that he also took a step closer to you. He raised the mystery item in between the two of you and revealed a small famous christmas ornament, laced perfectly with a red-ribbon.

“Mistletoe.” You bit your lip cheekily at him, subtly questioning his intentions for the end of your evening together.

“My friends left it here, I swear.” He protested.

“Mhm.”

“I hate those guys.” He argued.

“Mhm, sure you do.”

“I really, really hate them.”

“Yeah, I hear you.” You laughed at his poor attempts at a defense.

“I don’t hate you though.” He shyly admitted in defeat.

“You’re really cute when you get caught.” You giggled.

With confidence and gentle hands, Kageyama brought his fingers through some stray hairs that draped down the sides of your face, moving the strands aside to rest his hand on the side of your cheek.

“I know this isn’t where you wanted to be this weekend.” He started, with his eyes never leaving yours as it searched for any hint of rejection from you as he continued. “But I just really wanted to say,”

“Yeah?” Your eyes shined with encouragement that silently told him to relax as you both drew closer to each other.

“I’m glad you’re here,” He whispered as his lips brushed across from yours, “Truly.”

“Me too.” You agreed as you closed your eyes and the gap between you two, sealing your promises to each other with a sweet kiss.

Your friend cancelling on your holiday plans now seemed to be for the best. At least because of it, you finally had someone to be with that actually enjoyed your company, and that you wouldn’t mind making one or two new Christmas plans with Kageyama. Knowing you’ll both be there for each other not just for holidays but also for every other important milestone in your lives that have yet to come.

#hq x reader secret santa 24 #☕︎ nina.coffeewriting #kageyama tobio x reader #haikyuu x reader #kageyama x reader

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futuraa-free · 10 days ago

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RED.

Pairing: Dieter Bravo x Reader

Summary: Old and new Christmas traditions, plus some things lost to time.

Rating: E

Word Count: 547

Content Warnings: holiday fluff (with a little bit of blues), established relationships, no description of reader

Notes: Merry Christmas! @ghotifishreads 🎄✨ this is your secret santa speaking! happy holidays, honey! ❤️ I wanted to be able to deliver something a bit more special, but i’ve been so busy with life this was all I could do! I hope u love it ❤️

Thank you so much to @sp00kymulderr for being the best and organizing the gift exchange for our @dieterbravobrainrotclub 💓💓

Dividers by @saradika-graphics ❤️

His hair started greying as he was turning thirty, right as autumn was going into winter, just a smattering of it around his temples, only a few of strands unnoticeable to people’s eyes.

Today, around twenty years and many more greys later, they twinkle under the lights, taking the same gold tones of the Christmas tree they’d made together a few hours before.

He shoved himself under it in the hope of reliving the childhood memory of looking at the lights while laying on the floor, the one moment where as a young boy he would follow their comforting pattern void of any worry.

“Come here” he says sticking out his hand, the tips of his fingers calling you over with urgency.

He doesn’t need to look to know that his plea will be answered, the noise of your steps and the warm body next to his a few seconds later bringing a smile to his face.

“Hi”

“What are you doing here?” you ask, cold hand from the outside air touching his cheek

“I thought the lights were pretty” the answer is a little too evasive, he knows you know it too, during the few months you’ve been together he’s come to understand that you could redraw the ridges and creases on the palm of his hand with your eyes closed, that he can hide no piece of himself to you.

“Okay, any particular reason you’re doing this?”

“I used to do it every year when i was a kid, made it into my own tradition until there was no space for me to fit under the tree” it’s a fond memory looking back, he wishes he had kept up with it, that most things he knew from childhood hadn’t gotten lost to the choices he made as an adult.

“Good thing I insisted we get the biggest tree then” you shuffle closer, the weight of your body soft against him.

“Nostalgia caught up to me and all I can only think of is everything I lost by becoming an adult” he says, turning his face into yours, the tip of his nose right against your cheek “I think I’m grieving something I didn’t know I had”

You meet his nose with yours, mouths only a breath away “You know how I fight that feeling?” he shakes his head, too dazed to say anything.

“By making new memories” a kiss on the forehead, “Tell me what you want to do for the holidays and all the years to come we’ll do the same” a kiss on his nose “Until we’re old and all we have is the traditions we’ve made for ourselves” one on the chin, then your hands between his hair soothing away his blues.

His eyes are glittering the same color of the lights now, its own pools of warm gold, he nods moving closer to you “Okay” there’s a mischievous smile playing on his lips “I want to kiss you under the mistletoe”

You smile “I don’t think this is mistletoe, my love” amusement coloring your voice

“It’s okay we’re making our own traditions” and with a kiss you seal the promise that if time must turn you will gently steer its wheel, unmoored by getting pieces of yourselves lost to it.

#dieter bravo x reader #dieter bravo x you #dieter bravo #dieter bravo brainrot club #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal

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uzi-x33 · 11 days ago

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hihi!! Wanted to wish everyone a merry Christmas, this is mainly for my mooties, i love y’all!! U guys r literally so so sweet istg idk what i would do without you guys, i love you guys so much and im looking forward to spending next year together on this hellsite. Seriously im so glad i met and became mutual with all of you guys so much🫂🫂 merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah, and Happy New Year💗‼️

mootie tags under cut :3

@moongasux @juusou @iwakuraz

@god-damnit-vinne @hermy-97 @bugggalo @willofthewood

@exymylove @beeduble @raskoln1kovsaxe @dreamsicle262

@dinosaurnoises @itsandyhere @knightpetrichor @br0-k3n-sch00lb01

@weenietickler @avpdfreak @sunnychuuya @sunnyztar

@alphabetcrashcourse @nori-draws-sometimes @potnholes

@chuuyaszn @rado-brisingr @c4xcocoa @scronched

@starracoonagain @starzzify @a-decaying-nightlight @muffetizdelusional

@babyblu3s-dolly @silly-zai @nainainomi @shortcakedoggie-reblog

@miztkiz @vivizaii @ohhcinnybuns @sorrowsnakahara @zestylemonsz

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inblurtub · 1 year ago

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all i want for christmas is you ft. ‘colormytree’ website

warning: platonic relationship!

in which you sent each drivers on the grid the ‘colormytree’ website url and asked for xmas messages. here are some of their responses:

max verstappen

named his puppy ornament ‘MAX’

“hey y/n, so how’s spain nd everything? just thought that i would text you a merry xmas gif later today:) too bad they do not have that option here. btw it’s lovely to know that i’m the first one to hang an ornament on your tree, did you text me first, if so i must say that i’m really honoured:) anyway merry christmas and happy new year, looking forward to see you in jan!!”

lando norris

named his santa claus-on-a-ski ‘doubtinglife’

“my twin flame✨🍀💥💐 ya must have miss me so much huh??? happy merry christmas to you and to little eilie too!!! i’ll back in monaco this thur, do you wanna catch up w me?”

“ps: ooops lo siento i forgot you are still in spain. pick a day and pay me a visit then, you owe me a fancy dinner!!!”

george russell

named his wrapped present with red ribbons ornament ‘gr’

“this is honestly kinda cute, really giving me your vibe mate. so uhm… for today only i will say nice things. merry chrismas y/n, i wish u all the best. let’s have a fearless life and maybe got urself a bf or a gf who will madly love you next year. nighty🌛”

charles leclerc

named his polar bear ‘🎄’

“hi y/n merry christmas, wanna take a guess on who am i? btw love this idea of yours, the tree is sooo beautiful and i love the doodles ornaments too, well i might make myself a tree later:) i’ll send you the link first! and i heard that you are in spain? stay safe while visiting barcelona, the guys their are a bit wild in my opinion😂 anw hoping to see u asap🫶🏻”

carlos sainz

named his kitten face ornament ‘hotsummernight’

“ciao ciao, merry xmas to you ms. silly disney princess. don’t need to write a whole paragraph here, do i? i have prepared a present for you, pls come over at 7pm for dinner! but hey i still need u to text me later, u know, for a confirmation:) have a g’day then, see you!!”

oscar piastri

named his orange ornaments ‘theawardshow’

"nice try from you to steal my attention. so how have you been? hope things don’t mess up with u. merry christmas and happy new year, i’m grateful to have you as my friend this year, you’re like a gift. and not the kind i’d return for store credit:) that’s it, enjoy urself and have fun.”

“yikes i hope that no one can read this thing but you, if this message got revealed to the others so there’s a good chance that i might quit racing next year, too embarrassing honestly.”

#formula one fanfiction #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #fi x reader #max verstappen x reader #charles leclerc x reader #carlos sainz x reader #lando norris x female reader #lando norris x reader #oscar piastri x reader #george russell x reader #formula one x you #max verstappen x you #charles leclerc x you #carlos sainz x you #lando norris x y/n #female reader #oscar piastri x you

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coinsauce · 1 year ago

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new hyperfixationnnnnn also IM BACKKKKK

did u miss me? of course u didnt

i wish u all a merry christmas and a happy new year! enjoy the holidays! loads of loveee xx

#scott pilgrim #scott pilgram takes off #scott pilgram vs the world #wallace wells #todd ingram #lucas lee #young neil #merry christmas #happy holidays #love u all

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joshlerfreak · 12 days ago

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Merry Yaoimas !!!

Josh looks incredibly gorgeous in his new Christmas pix and then we got twinkatron 5000 ruining it all 🤦‍♂️

It shows perfectly how I felt tonite. I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas and happy holidays!!! I'm wishing for all of u to get whatever u wanted from santa and for the next year to be better than this.

#josh dun #twenty one pilots #twenty øne piløts #tyler joseph #clancy #clancy tøp #joshler #skeleton clique #joshua dun #christmas #merry christmas #merry xmas #merry crisis #merry chrysler #xmas

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hvaneyflowers · 1 year ago

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Italian Girl

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Carlos Sainz Jr. x femOriginaCharacter! fashioninfluencer!

Instagram au ---- Part 5

Carlos and Francesca's love story continues, but some people can't get over the fact he chose her to be his wife.

francescadistefano_official

liked by anasainzvdc, chiaraferragni, and 40.000 more.

tagged: carlossainz55

francescadistefano_official: Christmas is here! Our first Christmas together! Love you, babe! You're amazing! 🥂For more Christmas by your side! Merry Christmas!

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anasainzvdc: Por más navidades juntos! Te amo hermana! / For more Christmas together! Love you, sister!

francescadistefano_official: Love you, sis!

charles_leclerc: Who was the Grinch? Carlos?

francescadistefano_official: A little 😄 charles_leclerc: Knew it!

chiaraferragni: Merry Christmas! ❤️

francescadistefano_official: Merry Christmas, love you! ❤️

username5: Horrible tree! You have no taste!

francescadistefanofans: SO BEAUTIFUL, QUEEN! LOVE U!!

username7: ugh, horrible!

username56: Loved the decorations!

username6: You both make a great couple! Stay together!

username3: Love you both!!

landonorris: Thanks for inviting me! Love you both!❤️

carlossainz55: Thanks for coming! Love you, muppet😉 francescadistefano_official: Love you, Lando! You're welcome whenever you want!

username2: so cute!! Wishing you both the best!

carlossainz55: Te amo mi vida! / I love you my life!

francescadistefano_official: ❤️

carlossainz55

liked by francescadistefano_official, fernandoalo_oficial, and 100.00 more.

tagged: francescadistefano_official, charles_leclerc

carlossainz55: Our first Christmas together! I love you so much, mi amor! Thanks, Charles for that beautiful ornament (but I'm still confused by how you have our fingerprints🤔) pss. the cake was baked by my amazing wife, so delicious! ❤️😉 Merry Christmas to everyone! 🥂

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username4: Did really Charles give them the ornament? SO CUTE!!

username7: I KNOW!!

username43: Everything looked so beautiful until she appeared in the photo 😒

username1: not Carlos trying to make us like his poor choice of woman!

username12: not you hating on someone you don't know! username1: FREE SPEECH!

charles_leclerc: So glad that you liked it! Merry Christmas, my friends!

francescadistefano_official: we loved it! Thanks, Charles! Love u❤️

carlossainzfans: MERRY CHRISTMAS!! ❤️ @.francescadistefano_official, please, can you give us some pics of Carlos? He's too hot!

username23: LOVE YOU BOTH!! AMAZING COUPLE!

username89: the worst couple in the grid!!

username6: I HATE HER! GET ANOTHER GIRL!

carlossainzfans: running!🏃‍♂️😒

scuderiaferrari: Merry Christmas, Mr. and Mrs. Sainz!

f1: Merry Christmas to our Smooth Operator and his amazing wife!!

username8: amazing? That must be a joke! username76: she's a rich kid. Nothing special. username231: I bet she doesn't know how to cook, and that cake was bought!

username42: Merry Christmas! Love you both!!!

francescadistefano_official: Love you, babe!!!❤️

carlossainz55: Love you, too!

francescadistefano_official

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tagged: carlossainz55

francescadistefano_official: Happy New Year from Italy! 🥂

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username7: why do you dress like that?

username8: where is Carlos? He finally left you? Deserved it!

username1: beautiful!! Happy New Year!!

username5: I LOVE YOUR DRESS! HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

username899: So in love with you! Happy New Year!

hateroffrandistefano: So you and your husband aren't together? AMAZING! HE FINALLY FOUND THE KIND OF WOMAN YOU ARE!

username09: Where's Carlos?

username4: maybe with his family in Spain.

blancasainzvdc: LOVE YOU BOTH!!! Happy New Year, little sis!

francescadistefano_official: Love you, big sis! Happy New Year!!

francescadistefanofans: HAPPY NEW YEAR, MY QUEEN!!

username82: Happy New Year!! I hope that you and Carlos haven't broken up and he is with you🥹

carlossainzfans: Happy New Year to you and Carlos!

charles_leclerc: Happy New Year!!!🥂

carmenmmundt: Happy New Year!!! Love you❤️

carlossainz55

liked by fernandoalo_oficial, scuderiaferrari, and 200.000 more.

tagged: francescadistefano_official

carlossainz55: Christmas at home and New Year at my other home with my in-laws! Happy New Year everyone! 🥂❤️ Wishing you the best!

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scuderiaferrari: Buon Anno, Carlos and Francesca!

charles_leclerc: Happy New Year, mate!

fernandoalo_oficial: Feliz año nuevo a ti y a toda tu familia! Mis mejores deseos! / Happy New Year for you and all your family! My best wishes for you!

username7: NOOO! NOT HER AGAIN! I WAS HOPING FOR A BREAKUP!

username5: sad news, they're still together. Cry! username2: something's telling me they'll be together for the rest of their lives! username12: Me too! I bet they'll be forever together! username129: I can't wait for them to have a baby!

anasainzvdc: Feliz año nuevo, hermano! Te amo ❤️/Happy New Year, brother! I love you❤️

francescadistefanofans: Happy New Year to both of you!

chiaraferragni: Happy New Year! 🥂

username45: everything was good until she appeared again😒

username67: I was hoping they were over when I didn't see him in Francesca's post! username2345: Me too!

francescadistefano_official: Love u mi amor!! No puedo esperar para ver que tendrá este año para nosotros! ❤️ / I can't wait to see what this year has for us! ❤️

carlossainz55: I love you, too, mi amor! Lo mejor para este año!! ❤️ / The best for this year! ❤️

#f1 #f1 imagine #f1 instagram au #f1 fanfic #f1 social media au #formula 1 #carlos sainz #carlossainzsocialmediaau #carlos sainz jr #scuderia ferrari #carlos sainz hot

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bear-vi · 1 year ago

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Hey, cubs! 🐻🌷🌱

I'm late, but I'd like to wish u all a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, which will be here soon! ⭐

Much peace, happiness and success to everyone in 2024! I luv u all and I'm very grateful for all the support and affection I receive with my artwork here. You guys really make my day! Tysm!! HAPPY NEW YEAR!

#my art #digital art #digital artist #illustration #artists on tumblr #fanart #the nightmare before christmas #jack the skeleton #sally #tim burton

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eternalsams · 8 days ago

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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year, Sammy!! 🎄🦌

You have been visited by Reindeer Arthur! May he bring you much luck and happiness for 2025!

Thank you for supporting me! I've loved talking with you and you're genuinely such a funny person! I think I already told you this but you have this "cool kid" vibe and I just think you're so cool! Also, thank you for breaking our hearts with your neat angsty writing, and most important of all, thank you so much for my request!! I'm still reading it again from time to time!! Love u!❤️

Aww Reindeer Arthur sweetheart!!

Happy Holidays to you too babe! Lots of love and I wish you and your loved ones all the happiness possible in 2025!

I'm so happy I started talking with you, you're an amazing person and I love exchanging thoughts about our favorite cowboy. I haven't forgotten about that little collab we planned! I have a little Arthur thing coming up soon (I hope) and I'll start writing for the collab and waiting for you to have some time to do your part. I can't wait, it's gonna be great!

I really loved writing your request, you have no idea the amount of research I made for this, concerning the flowers in game or the types of underwear in the late 19th century, it was crazy.

Anyway, I'm glad you're still reading it from time to time, I had a real good time writing it and I hope you'll trust me with more requests of yours!

Love you too babe!

#arthur morgan #rdr2 #red dead redemption 2 #arthur morgan x reader #rdr #red dead redemption #Sam's tag #eternalsams asks

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spyxfamilyanalysis · 12 days ago

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Merry Christmas 2024🎄🇨🇽🎅🎁

This year, we're celebrating Xmas on this blog!

For reaching 130+ FOLLOWERS!!!💕

Thank you all so much!!!!💚❤️

Wish you guys a joyful Merry Christmas 2024🎄& a prosperous Happy New Year 2025🧧!

Holiday mission (OC) + Aftermath

ID: First page

[Merry Christmas! 2024 (Spy edition)] Sun 1/12/2024 (day I drew)

[We are siblings! Not couple! 😅] (why did I draw so much like what couples do :")))

Liam in winter/holiday outfit (with details on the clothes)

~Inspired from Dazai Osamu (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Lauren in winter/holiday outfit (with details on the clothes, Liam gave her his scarf)

~Inspired from Violet Evergarden (Auto Memories Doll, V.E)

🩷Love the idea for Liam to be tsundere and all when holiday season arrives! Want Lauren to come & tease him🩷

(Don't forget! They are still on oversea mission, but it's Christmas Eve! So Handler let them take some break.)

{Bonus (aftermath)} by me

"After that "event" (page 2), as Liam starts to be more opening to others (well first is me), he ended up getting sick & stayed in bed. So after mission success, I returned & reported to Handler.

Our coworkers received our souvenirs & they also gave us presents! They also asked Liam's health if he's doing okay. (Aww🩷)

We got great photos too! He's gonna be very happy! (yay!)

ID: Second/Last page: Dialogue (I don't speak like this, this is just imagination)

(Top left)

(Lauren sneezed "Achoo!", Liam turned around and saw)

2. (Left side) (Liam: right squared, Lauren: left circular)

Liam: Are u alright?

Lauren: Yeah, just a lil' sneeze.

Liam: Well, it's the cold season, after all. You should've dressed warmer.

Lauren: I know. But it's cute!

Liam: You can be all "cute", but you'ld end up getting sick.

3. (Top middle)

(Lauren sighed and pouted, turned to the right and ignored Liam's words)

Liam: If you got sick, we won't be able to continue working after the holiday is over!

Lauren: *sighed* I got that, Liam. No need to worry too much! I'm grown-up already!

4. (Top right)

(Lauren is freezing & shaking because of the sudden cold wind; Liam pulled out his right hand to Lauren so she can grab onto him)

Liam: C'on, it's starting to get cold. Let's return to the hotel to get you warm, or you'll end up cold. (Grab my hand & let's go.)

Lauren: No! I have to be here! It has to be today!

5. (Bottom right)

Lauren: It's the only time we can be together (as siblings) without any missions (at this time there isn't any), so I don't want to waste it. We don't have time to see each other often, after all...

6. (Below 4, & slightly above 5.)

(Liam tilted his head down, having flashbacks & memories of when they were young and couldn't see eye-to-eye often, and times he took photos with her on many occassions)

7. (Below 6.)

Liam: Hey, Lauren.

Lauren: Huh? Wha-

8. (Middle left) (why does this part looks so much like Damianya?)

(Liam turned back at Lauren, took off his scarf, handed it to Lauren and tied it for her in the bow-shaped; Lauren was surprised) (with some unwanted glare/look (?) from the outsider looking at the two, thinking they're couples or sth)

Liam: Here! You can have my scarf! It's better if you have something warm, right? Wearing scarf and prevent you from sore throat and coughing (of the wind)

9. (Next to 8.) (is Liam Damian-liked? Lauren Anya-liked?)

(Lauren was lost for words, she's speechless; Liam was flustered & turned around in embarrassment, thinking it's weird for a big brother to do such things (bla bla bla etc.))

Liam: D-Don't get the wrong idea! It's just that... there's no one else suit this job that us (I mean in the suitable position to be as his spy partner). Besides, you know me best, and I feel most comfortable when it's you around. You're my younger sister, after all. It is a big brother's duty to take care of his younger siblings, anyways...

10. (Between 2. & 9. & below 8.)

(Liam walked away; Lauren smiled secretly)

Lauren: (He is such a tsundere 🩷) (She is planning something...)

-> Christmas holiday success!

[End ID]

WARNING: Kinda cheesy... It's my OC, so I'm just being delusional. Pls don't judge me :")))

Actually, I want to have a little bonus after 10. but too lazy and busy these time, so I'll tell you what's next after that.

Lauren will probably teased him all embarrased, he can even feel the heat on his face. He tried to deny these weird feelings, but failed. And the night just goes by like that... And in the next morning, Liam is sick. End of disscussion, so Lauren went out, took the mission and completed on her own. She bought medicine and took care of Liam.

How ironic this is. Mission complete, they went back to HQ and Lauren reported to the Handler, Liam stayed home in bed.

(Actually, I wanted him to take off his coat and handed it to Lauren, not the scarf, because it might not be warm enough for her)

(OC past) After all, Liam was raised in the strict environment with no laughter, where everything he does has to be perfect, kinda like the Desmonds, or Ayanokoji Kiyotaka when he's still in the White Room in The classroom of the Elite; while Lauren is at least better than him, her childhood is less strict.

They were both raised in different spy families in childhood, so they didn't know that they were siblings, they thought they were close friends/relatives. Whenever the two families met in special occassions, they are allowed to act however they want as little kids. They always knew that both always had the same ideas, easily to hang out or talked out anything they want to speak, so those occassions are a must-not waste opportunity.

When they turned 10, they discovered the truth that they were siblings! Because both families found out, that night, both of the families gave them a graduation test, to see they are worthy enough to take the Bronze spy license exam. If they succeed, they can get out of the house, and will be nurtured and taken care of by the Spy Association. They managed to take the Bronze license 1-2 years after.

For their 14th birthday, they were invited, and officially part of W.I.S.E as trainees. Throughout the time, they were specially taken under the Handler's wing. Around a year later, they managed to have the Silver license, and became the most talented young spies of W.I.S.E.

A few months later, they received their first mission to prove that they are wrothy to study and stay at W.I.S.E as official workers (?). They succeed by working together to collect important information from a small organization created by some college students, who might be a threat in the future. Agent Twilight received the info and managed to stop them before something bad happened. That impress other coworkers, and Nightfall couldn't actually get close to them, because they were specially trained by the Handler, or maybe, she didn't want to cause any troubles. She didn't want to have a fight with teenagers who are praised and recognised by Twilight.

After a while, when Handler realized those 2 worked best when they are together, and very good at gathering information for the organization, they were given a long-term mission, that is gathering information all around the world about daily news (like reporters): any new threats, mafias, assassin organizations... After 2 weeks-month, they will return to report to the Handler.

Of course, Handler still let them go to school like normal students, and they only have this kind of mission on holidays, summer break... After all, they are still young, and still at the age of studying before graduate high school. Because their profile are kept as secret, no one ever knows or realizes that those 2 normal students are actually professional spies at a very young age.

And this is what they have been doing until now.

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hey! if you take requests can I please request a part two to the Matty Healy x photographer!reader where readers still photographing for tour but she’s always singing along/dancing with Matty/ interacting with the audience while she’s photographing the tour??

photographer!reader x matty healy instagram blurb

(FC: Maude Apatow)

a/n: hope you enjoy!!! happy to make more, just couldn't wait after the EVENT of o2 night 1,,,,kisses!!

yninstagram happy crimbo from me and Big Man! hope everyone has stuffed their faces full and are feeling the holiday spirit! Xxx

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ynfan1 merry christmas big man!!!

rass1975 merry xmas!

>yninstagram merry xmas mate!

ynfan2 ok but yn is so pretty its not even fair !

denise_welch happy christmas darling!

>yninstagram and you too !! xxx

trumanblack miss u

>yninstagram its been 2 days

>trumanblack 2 days too long

>1975fan1 awwww matty !!!!

yninstagram // NYE // 2022-23 //

📸: you know who ;)

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trumanblack not even a tag? rude

>yninstagram fine, 📸: trumanblack

yn1975fan1 aww yn and matty are together for new years!!!

>yn1975fan2 well duh

charli_xcx happy new year babes!!

>yninstagram you too baby!! <3

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yninstagram via stories:

description: yn in the passenger seat of a car dancing to ‘Oh Caroline’, in the background you can hear Matty (driving) singing along

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trumanblack I swear I couldn’t love you more than I do right now, and yet I know I will tomorrow.

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1975fan1 matty being in love has cleared my skin, grown my crops, cleaned my room

1975fan2 SHUT UP THEY’RE SO CUTEEEE

yninstagram Xxx

1975fan3 ugh so jealous 🙄

yninstagram THE 1975 // AT THEIR VERY BEST // BRIGHTON // 08.01.23

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1975fan1 miss yn feeding us again!!!

1975adam and where was i during this little photoshoot?

>trumanblack hanging out with ur kid dickhead

>1975adam fair

1975fan2 LOOK AT ROSSAKJFDZDLJVCHNKJNJX

1975fan3 i was there!! I met you before the show and you paid for my drink!!!

>yninstagram i remember!! hope you had a great time sweetie!!

1975updates some fans with yn, tonight in Brighton!

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1975fan1 i met her and she was so nice!! she danced with me and my friends when she wasn’t taking pictures for a little!!!

1975fan2 she seems so sweet! tbh i wanna meet her more than the actual band

1975fan3 it was so cute when matty blew her a kiss during I’m in love with you!!!

>1975updates find a clip of it on my page!!

1975fan1 yn came to see us all camping out in Bournemouth!! She brought bottles of water & sandwiches for us and made sure we all had enough blankets and coats to keep warm!!

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1975fan2 i love that she’s so nice to all the 1975 fans, i simply must stan

1975fan3 iconique™ behaviour

yninstagram THE 1975 // AT THEIR VERY BEST // BOURNEMOUTH // 09.01.23

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trumanblack fit

1975fan1 does anyone think its weird than yn basically posts only photos of matty?

>1975fan2 like where is the rest of the band????

>yninstagram hi!! i post the photos that get approved by the band’s management!! they all can decide to post what they want as well!! <3

>1975ynfan1 queen yn staying unbothered i love her

1975fan3 this tour will be the death of me

1975updates yn met some more fans today outside Westpoint Arena in Exeter!

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1975fan1 i love that this acc has basically become a yn update account now

>1975fan2 bc she’s a queen 💗💗💗

1975fan3 I met her and she was so lovely!! She chatted to us all for like half an hour before she had to go set up her equipment :))

yninstagram THE 1975 // AT THEIR VERY BEST // EXETER // 10.01.23 (plus some backstage fun & me losing my mind during Be My Mistake)

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ynfan1 yn is literally the cutest girlfriend ever i WISH i was matty

1975fan1 everyone, let’s thank miss yn yet again for FEEDING US as often as she does

>yninstagram no need to thank me darling, it’s literally in my contract 😋

rass1975 ah yn, our biggest fan

>yninstagram you know it.

trumanblack now why’d you have to pick that photo

>yninstagram bc ily

>trumanblack BUT I LOOK LIKE A DICKHEAD

1975fan1 not yn meeting all us camping out at the o2…

TAGGED: yninstagram

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1975fan2 SHUTUP SHE WAS THERE??? Icon.

1975fan3 she’s so nice!!!

yninstagram it was lovely to meet you all!! try to stay warm! <3

yninstagram THE 1975 // AT THEIR VERY BEST // THE O2 // 12.01.23 (featuring Taylor Swift, and circa 2013 yn)

TAGGED: taylorswift

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1975fan1 i DIEDDDD

ynfan1 mothers are mothering so hard rn

1975fan2 literally couldn’t breathe when taylor came out

1975fan3 SO ANGRY I WASNT THERE

trumanblack baby yn 😊😊

>yninstagram don’t make me go through the trenches to find your old pics,,,,

>trumanblack on second thought I love you so much you’re gorgeous please don’t

>yninstagram <3

#matty healy imagine #matty healy x reader #matty healy blurb #matty healy fluff #matty healy request

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