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Last week I stayed a night in the hotel at Denver airport, and all I could think about was Marcus and Peanut.

#pedro pascal #marcus and peanut #denver #brother’s best friend #the flight delay

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♡ swiftiscruff friendship exchange ♡

calling all pedro pascal fandom creators!

have you been looking for a way to show someone in this fandom you love them? have you been wishing you had an excuse to use your talents to make something special for a friend? or perhaps several friends? well, look no further!

from april 12 to april 14, we want to celebrate friendship in this fandom. let's fill our dashes with fics, gifs, moodboards, artwork, anything you want, as long as it was made with friendship in mind.

♡ how to participate ♡

↳ choose a friend (or ten) to create something for - but don't tell them you're making something for them! ↳ create to your heart's content! write your friend(s) a fic featuring their favourite pedro boy, make them a gifset from their favourite pedro boy's film or tv show, draw them a picture, build them a moodboard based on all their favourite things, write them a poem - whatever you think they'd love, create it for them! ↳ you can dedicate one work to multiple friends, or create multiple works for multiple friends - whatever you'd prefer. ↳ if you don't want to dedicate a creation to a friend but still want to participate, we also welcome creations about friendship! write a fic that centres friendship, create gifsets or artwork showcasing your favourite friendships from the ppcu, anything you want that celebrates friendship in all its many forms. ↳ be sure to tag your creations with #PPCUGiftExchange2024 and/or tag @swiftiscruff so we can easily find it. also remember to tag your friend(s) if you're dedicating something to them! ↳ post your creations between april 12-april 14, and we will reblog every single one we see, both to this account and to our personal blogs (@swiftispunk and @joelscruff).

april 12 is an important day for us because it was on this day last year that we sent our first messages to each other! we never could have imagined that a year later we'd share the close friendship we do now, and that's why we wanted to put something like this together. fandom friendships can be some of the most meaningful, and it all starts with that one dm, that one ask, that one reblog, etc.

♡ so get out there and show your fandom friends how much you appreciate them! ♡

dividers by @saradika-graphics

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Cafe Asks ☕️

Vanilla Chai Latte : Are you in love? Flat White : Coffee or Tea? Cappuccino : What’s your middle name? Mocha : Dream Job? Pumpkin Spice : Dream car? Jasmine Tea : If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be and why? Old English : You’re stranded on an island, who do you bring with you? Iced Chocolate : Do you have a crush on someone? Caramel Frappe : Favorite video game? Iced Lemon Tea : Favorite song/band? Iced Cafe Mocha : Favorite thing to do on rainy days? Hot Chocolate : Are you an affectionate person? Caramel Macchiato : You’re travelling the entire world but you can only take one person with you. Who do you take? Green Tea : How tall are you? Early Grey Tea : The inevitable Zombie Apocalypse is upon us! What’s your plan of action? Mint Tea : How do you relax? Vanilla Latte : Board games or drinking games? Iced Coffee : Do you like reading? If so, what’s your favorite book? Italian Soda : Describe your dream date Sparkling Water : Describe what qualities you look for in a person Orange Juice : Have you ever had a valentine? Rose Hip Tea : Describe your first kiss Herbal Tea : You’re at a candle shop, what scented candle do you buy?

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💐 once you receive this lovely bouquet of flowers you have to mention five things you love, publicly, and send it to 10 of your favorite followers if you want. SPREAD POSITIVITY! ⛅️

1. My kids

2. My husband

3. My pets

4. Reading

5. Writing

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Resolutions

Day 31

Summary: You and your husbands discuss your goals for the new year.

Pairings: Rhys, Cassian, & Azriel x You (Reader)

Fandom: ACOTAR (AU)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: language, references to sex, pregnancy, alcohol

Word Count: 336

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You stretched out lazily on the couch. The kids were all in bed, and the four of you were waiting to ring in the new year.

“What’s everyone’s resolution this year?” You asked your guys.

“I’d like to work less and spend more time at home,” Rhys answered immediately. You smiled proudly at him. He had been moving things around for months to make it possible to be home more. He missed you and the kids so much, and he wanted to enjoy watching them grow.

“How about you Az?” You turned to him.

“I want to run a marathon this year,” he replied.

“Oh, I know you’ll nail that!” You said with encouragement. Azriel was so disciplined, there was no way he’d fail. “Maybe I’ll join you on some of your runs. My resolution is to be more active.”

“That’d be great,” he said with a warm smile.

“How about you, Cass?” You looked at Cassian who was lounging on the opposite couch.

“My resolution is to put it in your ass more,” he answered.

“Cassian!” You scolded him.

“What?” He said with a shrug. “I love your ass.” When you continued to scowl at him he sighed. “I’m kidding. I want to build a treehouse for the kids.”

“Really?” You asked. Cassian was very handy, but he rarely had time for large projects.

“Yeah,” he replied. “I took some time off in the Spring to get it done.”

“Oh my god! The kids will love that!” You gushed.

“I’m hoping to have it done by Easter,” he said.

“Can we help?” Rhys asked.

“Hell yeah!” Cassian agreed.

“Oh! It’s almost midnight,” you realized. “I’ll grab the champagne.” You hustled into the kitchen to pour four glasses of bubbly…well three glasses of champagne and one sparkling juice. You made sure none of the guys were looking when you swapped your drink. You weren’t quite ready to let them know about the little surprise nestled in your belly. Next year was going to be epic.

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Warm & Toasty

Day 30

Summary: Simon has one more surprise for you while on holiday in Norway.

Pairings: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x You, Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x You x Female Reader

Fandom: Call of Duty

Rating: Mature

Warnings: kissing, references to sex

Word Count: 364

A/N: This takes place after Reindeer.

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You snuggled deeper under the covers and closer to Simon. You were blissfully warm and relaxed. After the seemingly endless trek through the snow to see the reindeer, Simon’s second surprise had been well worth it. You were currently at a remote hotel that consisted of individual cottages scattered close together. The cottage had a cozy bedroom with a fireplace and small bathroom. It was warm and relaxing.

You had asked Simon what made him choose this spot for the night, and he said you would see in a couple hours. The two of you took full advantage of the shower and bed. You had a pleasant ache between your thighs and were fully sated.

“This is really lovely,” you murmured against his chest.

“I’m glad you like it,” he replied. Suddenly a soft alarm sounded in the room.

“What’s that?” You asked, looking around.

“The reason I picked this hotel,” Simon answered. He hit a button on the side table and the ceiling retracted to reveal a glass dome. You looked up as the northern lights danced across the sky.

“Oh my god,” you breathed in awe.

“I wanted you to get a good view of the northern lights without getting cold,” Simon told you. Tears welled up in your eyes at the beauty before you. This was a dream of yours, and you couldn’t believe it was coming true.

“Simon,” you whispered. You pulled your gaze from the sky to look into his eyes. “I have no words. This is amazing.” He smiled gently and kissed you softly.

“Anything for you, love,” he said huskily.

“I love you, Simon Riley,” you said passionately.

“I love you too,” he said in a thick voice. The emotions running between you two were intense. “Watch the sky, darling.” You turned back to watch the lights. You both lay in bed, wrapped in each other’s arms, and watched the lights for almost an hour before they ended. Between the reindeer, the lights, and Simon, it was the most magical day of your life. You kissed him deeply and spent the rest of the night showing him just how happy he made you.

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Blizzard

Day 29

Summary: You get stuck at Maxwell’s after Christmas.

Pairings: Maxwell Lord x You, Maxwell Lord x Named Reader (Maggie Stark)

Fandom: Marvel & DC

Rating: Mature

Warnings: language, pining

Word Count: 697

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Maxwell watched you napping on his sofa. You were so goddamn gorgeous. He had kept his word on Christmas Eve and had been the perfect gentleman. It had been a fantastic night. He was utterly charmed by you. His own charm must have worked on you as well, because you had agreed to stay the night. He couldn’t remember the last time he spent Christmas with someone. It was really nice having you here to share the holiday.

Unfortunately—well, actually very fortunately for him—a blizzard blew in late Christmas afternoon. You had no choice but to stay another night, then another, and another. The storm was still going strong, and Maxwell wished it would never end. The last few days had been bliss. You’d both agreed on a temporary truce. The storm, combined with the isolation of the penthouse, made you both feel as if you were the only two people on earth. Walls had come down, and you were getting to know each other. Maxwell was pretty sure he still pissed you off, but you were warming up to him. And he was more enamored with you than he had ever been.

It drove him insane that his power did not work on you, and he really wanted to know why. He had never had to work so hard to make a woman interested in him. While he never used his gifts to attract women—he found it morally repugnant to coerce a woman into his bed—women usually threw themselves at him. Between his good looks, money, charm, and intelligence, he never had trouble finding a bedmate. You were completely unfazed by all of it. Considering the company you usually kept and the fact that you yourself were also beautiful, rich, charming, and intelligent he wasn’t surprised you were unimpressed by him. He had to actually try with you. Something he was entirely unfamiliar with. He noticed you stirring slightly on the couch, and he walked forward to sit. You blinked before your gaze landed on him. You gave him a beautiful, sleepy smile, and he felt his heart flip.

“How long was I asleep?” You asked in a raspy voice.

“A few hours,” he replied. Your eyes widened in surprise.

“Wow,” you said softly. “I don’t usually sleep well.”

“My couch is very comfortable,” Maxwell said with a shrug. He saw something on your face he didn’t quite understand…as if the deep peaceful sleep you just experienced was rare.

“It’s still coming down out there, huh?” You murmured as you looked out the window.

“Yes,” Max answered. “It should clear up in a day or so.”

“Oh, that’s good,” you said. The slight furrow in your brow puzzled him. You looked almost disappointed. He hoped that was the case. He enjoyed having you in his space.

“We have a lot of work to catch up on,” you said.

“Not really,” he countered. “Most of my staff—and yours—has this week off.”

“Well, I usually work through the end of the year,” you replied.

“You work too much, Maggie,” he said. It was a bit hypocritical coming from him since he was also a workaholic, but he hated to see you run yourself down.

“I like working,” you said, jutting your chin out defiantly.

“I know. But you are allowed to have some fun too.”

“I have fun,” you argued petulantly.

“When?” You racked your brain. You couldn’t remember the last time you’d had fun.

“It’s been a while,” you answered honestly.

“Then just relax,” he insisted. “There is literally nowhere for you to go, so enjoy the downtime while you can.” You looked at him a long moment, and he wondered what you were thinking. Finally you nodded.

“Good,” he said with a smile. “Now, about that fun. I have a bowling alley—it’s small, just two lanes.” he cut in when he saw the look you shot him. “So, what do you say, Miss Stark? Think you can beat me?” He saw the glimmer in your eye and knew he had you.

“I’m gonna kick your ass Mr. Lord.”

“I look forward to it,” he said with a grin.

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Holiday Stress

Day 28

Summary: Javi helps Ari de-stress after the holidays.

Pairings: Javier Peña x OFC Ariana Morgan—DEA Agent and daughter of Pablo Escobar

Fandom: Narcos

Rating: Explicit 18+ ONLY

Warnings: language, SMUT, oral (f rec), vaginal fingering

Word Count: 801

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“Hey, baby,” Javi murmured in Ari’s ear as he wrapped his arms around her from behind. She was washing the dishes from breakfast. He kissed the side of her neck and squeezed her tight. Ari murmured a greeting. She was tense. Javi knew the holidays were always a bit stressful, and he could see his girl needed to relax a bit now that Christmas was over. “Pop, Steve, and Connie want to take the kids to the park and then out for lunch.”

“Ok,” Ari replied. “I’m almost done with this, and then I’ll get ready.”

“Let me rephrase that, querida,” Javi said. “Pop, Steve, and Connie want to take the kids alone to the park and then to lunch.”

“What? Why?”

“I may have told them I want some alone time with my gorgeous wife,” Javi said seductively.

“Javier!” Ari gasped. “You did not try to pawn our three kids off and tell our friends—and your father—you want to fuck me!”

“I did,” Javi smiled proudly. “And I didn’t try to pawn off our kids. I successfully pawned them off. They all left about five minutes ago.”

“What?” Ari almost shrieked.

“We all knew you’d never take the help if given the choice, so we took care of it,” Javi said simply. “Now put those dishes down and follow me.” Ari tossed the dish in the sink and wiped her hands dry.

“Javier Peña, I cannot believe you right now!” Oh, she looked pissed. He was going to have to work extra hard to relax her. He grabbed her hand and dragged her to their bedroom. He pushed her down gently to lay on her back on the bed. She immediately pushed up into her elbows.

“You have been running yourself ragged since the twins were born,” Javi told her in his no nonsense voice. “I know how stressful everything has been—especially having the twins first Christmas so far from home. Now, lay back, and let me take care of my wife.”

“What do you mean?” Ari asked suspiciously.

“I mean, we have the house to ourselves for at least an hour,” Javi explained, “and I’m going to bury my face in your pussy until you come at least three times.”

“Oh,” Ari said quietly. She lay back. “Why didn’t you lead with that?” Javi chuckled and made quick work of removing her pants and underwear.

“Mmm, I love your pussy,” Javi groaned. Without any preamble, he dove in. Ari arched her back in pleasure as his tongue slide across her clit. It had been a couple weeks since he’d had the opportunity to go down on his gorgeous wife. Fuck. Never again. He needed her like he needed air. He swiped his fingers through her wetness and slid two inside. He wrapped his lips around her clit and suckled gently. She was writhing and panting. He knew she was getting close.

“Oh, Javi, right there,” she moaned.

“You wanna come, mi amor?” He murmured against her swollen flesh.

“Please,” she whimpered. He stroked his fingers along her g-spot and sucked her clit back into his mouth. A few passes and she exploded in his mouth.

“Fuck! Yes! Yes! Yes!” She screamed out. He was glad he had kicked everyone out of the house because his wife was loud. She shivered almost violently as the final tremors of her release faded.

“That’s one,” Javi said with a smirk before diving right back in. An hour—and three more orgasms later—Ari lay in his arms in the bed,

“That was incredible, Javi,” she said softly. “I really needed that. Thank you.”

“Believe me, it was very much my pleasure.”

“I want to return the favor, but my body won’t move,” she laughed exhaustedly.

“Don’t worry about me, I’m covered,” Javi said.

“What do you mean?”

“Well…” Javi looked a little embarrassed.

“Javi?”

“You were so fucking hot when you came that last time….I, uh…well, I came in my pants.”

“What?” Ari asked in shock.

“Don’t look so surprised,” Javi said with a laugh. “We haven’t been able to fuck since we got here. I was backed up, and you’re so fucking sexy it was bound to happen.”

“I’m not gonna lie, Javier,” Ari said, “that’s really fucking hot.”

“Yeah?”

“Oh yeah,” she nodded. “If I wasn’t orgasmed out, I’d demand you fuck me right now.” Javi laughed.

“How about you take a nap while I take a shower?” He suggested.

“Ok,” Ari agreed with a yawn. He leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips.

“I love you,” he whispered.

“I love you, too,” she murmured back before falling asleep. Javi smiled and smoothed her hair back. He felt awe and joy that it was his responsibility to take care of this amazing woman.

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Snow Angels

Day 27

Summary: Din and Grogu make snow angels.

Pairings: Din Djarin x You, Din Djarin x Female Reader

Fandom: The Mandalorian (AU)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: language

Word Count: 433

A/N: This is part of the A Little Rusty series.

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You sat quietly at the kitchen table. You had a hot mug of coffee in your hands and a completely unobstructed view of the front yard through the large window. Din and Grogu were outside playing in the snow. It warmed your heart to see father and son so happy. You stood up and walked to the front door. You tossed on your coat and joined your boys outside. Grogu’s giggles greeted you as you walked out.

“Like this, Grogu,” Din said in a soft voice. He fell back into the snow, and Grogu followed next to him. “Good. Now swing your arms and legs like this.” Din showed him, and Grogu watched a moment before he repeated the action. “Perfect! Don’t move. I’m gonna help you up.” Din hopped up out of the snow and reached for his son. Grogu took his hands and Din pulled him up. He held him in his arms. “Look, buddy.” Din pointed down.

“Wha?” Grogu said in confusion.

“It’s a snow angel,” Din explained. “You made that.” You walked over to see. You snorted when you saw them. Grogu’s was perfect and so cute and tiny. Din’s looked more like a monster since no one helped him up.

“Something funny?” Din asked with a raised brow.

“Just admiring your snow monster,” you laughed.

“Snow monster?” Din gasped. “It’s a perfectly fine snow angel.”

“More like a snow demon,” you gasped, tears forming in your eyes.

“I’ll show you a snow demon!” Din said playfully. He set Grogu down and scooped up a handful of snow. You began to back away as he formed it into a ball.

“Din, don’t you dare,” you warned him. He smirked and continued to press the snow together. Grogu also started to make a snowball. “You boys can’t gang up on me! It’s not fair!” Din chucked the snowball at you. You managed to dodge it, but completely didn’t see Grogu throw his. A burst of cold exploded on the side of your face. You sputtered and spit snow out of your mouth. You turned to the adorable two year old, who currently had a shit eating grin on his face.

“I cannot believe you hit me with a snowball,” you said in shock. He laughed and grabbed more snow. You saw Din doing the same and ran for cover with a squeal. The three of you spent the next half hour running around the yard having an epic snowball fight. Once you were all exhausted—and freezing—you went back in to warm up with some coffee and hot cocoa.

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Polar Bear Plunge

Day 26

Summary: Simon shares a tradition with you

Pairings: Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x You, Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x You x Female Reader

Fandom: Call of Duty

Rating: Mature

Warnings: language, alluding to sex

Word Count: 701

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“Explain to me what we’re doing out in the freezing cold in bathing suits, Simon,” you groused. Simon had woken you up just after dawn and told you to put on your swim suit. You thought maybe he wanted to get a little frisky in the hot tub, but he’d handed you your boots and winter coat and led you out to the lake. You were away for the holiday at a romantic cottage that back up to a lake. You stood there shivering, wondering what had gotten into your boyfriend.

“I thought I’d introduce you to a holiday tradition,” he told you.

“What tradition? Freezing all our fun bits off?” You laughed shakily. You were shaking pretty hard at the moment. You loved the cold, but it didn’t love you.

“Ever heard of the Polar Bear Plunge?” Simon asked with a devilish grin.

“Yes…” you answered warily. You looked at the lake, then back at Simon. “No way! I am not jumping in that water!”

“C’mon, love,” Simon cajoled. “It’ll be fun. Then, when we’re done, we’ll take a nice hot bath and I’ll fuck your brains out in front of the fire.”

“Yeah?” You asked, liking the sound of that.

“Promise.” You chewed on your lip. You really wanted that bath and the mind blowing orgasms he would tear from your body…but you really didn’t want to jump in the water. He stepped closer and bent down to nuzzle your neck.

“How about it, hmm?” He whispered against your skin. “The cold water is great for your health, and I’ll make you feel so good after.”

“Easy for you to say,” you scowled slightly. Simon took ice bath plunges regularly.

“It’s really not that bad,” he insisted. “Plus we won’t stay in nearly as long as I do. Just a quick dip, then back to the house.”

“Just a quick one?” You murmured.

“Cross my heart,” he replied. You sighed deeply.

“Alright,” you gave in. Simon smiled huge and you both stripped off your coats and boots. Simon had the forethought to grab a few towels. He took your hand and led you to the dock. He stopped you right next to the ladder. Part of the lake was iced over, but a good chunk by the dock was open. Simon pointed to the ladder.

“You jump in, then immediately climb up and out,” he instructed. You nodded, your nerves getting the best of you. “On three. One, two, three!” You both jumped in and it felt like a thousand tiny needles hitting your skin. Your breath was literally knocked from your body it was so cold. You broke the surface and were slightly disoriented. It was so damn cold. You shook through the fog in your brain and made for the ladder. Simon was right there to guide you. He looked completely unflustered, and you once again thought he was some kind of super man. You both climbed back onto the dock and wrapped the towels around your shivering bodies. Simon helped you put your coat and boots on over the towel before donning his own.

You hurried back to the house. He pulled your boots off as soon as you were inside. Simon had prepped the fire before you went down to the lake, and he sat you in front of the roaring flames while he went to draw the bath. You threw off the coat and towel, stripped out of your swim suit and wrapped yourself in the blanket from the couch. You huddled in front of the fire, shivering almost violently.

Simon came back in a few minutes later. He smiled when he saw you wrapped up like a burrito. He was already naked, and you couldn’t help but gawk at his beauty. He was a massive man. All muscle and scars and tattoos. You shivered again, this time not from the cold.

“Keep looking at me like that, and I’ll take you in front of the fire right now,” he said heatedly.

“As g-good as that s-sounds, I’m gonna n-need that b-bath first,” you told him. Simon smiled once more and scooped you up into his arms.

“Alright, Princess, let’s warm you up.”

Day 27

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Christmas Dinner

Day 25

Summary: You (nanny) prepare Christmas dinner for the Yorks.

Pairings: Dave York x You, Dave York x Female Reader

Fandom: The Equalizer 2

Rating: Mature

Warnings: language, disrespect, allusions to cheating

Word Count: 844

A/N: This takes place after Angel Tree.

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You finished slicing the prime rib and laid it out on the serving platter. The rest of the meal was already on the table, and you walked the main course from the kitchen to the dining room. You set it right in the center and stood back to admire your work. The table looked perfect. Like something out of a magazine. You were very proud of what you had accomplished. And you knew Dave would really appreciate it. You felt your cheeks heat as you thought of the approving look he would give you.

“Dinner’s ready,” you called out towards the living room. The Yorks filed in.

“Wow,” Alice whispered. “It looks so beautiful.”

“That prime rib smells delicious,” Dave said. He moved to take his seat at the head of the table. “This is amazing. Thank you.” His gaze roamed over you in appreciation. You smiled hugely. The family took their seats and you quietly tried to make your exit.

“Where are you going?” Molly asked. “Aren’t you eating with us?” Before you could answer, Carol did.

“We don’t eat Christmas dinner with the help,” she said snidely.

“The help?” Dave said in a low voice. “The help? Really? How could you even say something like that. She’s a part of this family.”

“We pay her to be here, Dave,” Carol scoffed. “She’s not family.”

“We pay her to look after the girls,” Dave corrected, “yet she cooks, cleans, shops, wraps presents, plans parties, and so much more.”

“Well she might as well,” Carol said defensively. “We’re both very busy, and she has no life. We give her a beautiful home to live in and pay her a salary, so it’s the least she could do.”

“Girls, would you please go play with your new toys for a few minutes,” Dave asked the girls gently. “We’ll call you in when we’re ready to eat.” The girls quickly scampered off to the living room to play with the toys Santa had brought them. You wanted to follow behind them, but one look from Dave had you staying put.

“What the hell is wrong with you, Carol?” Dave asked angrily. “I won’t have you disrespecting her.”

“Why do you even care?” Carol snapped. “She’s nobody. She’s easily replaceable. Anyone could do what she does.”

“And yet, you don’t,” Dave said with contempt.

“What?” Carol looked taken aback.

“You said anyone can do what she does. You’re the woman of this house, and you do nothing. You barely even interact with any of us. She’s more of a wife and mother than you’ve ever been.”

“Oh, really?” Carol looked ready to explode. “How much of a wife has she been to you, Dave? Hmm? Is that what all this is about? Pissed off I don’t like your whore?”

“That’s enough!” Dave yelled and slammed his fist on the table. You jumped at the noise. You felt a bit guilty because you both had deep feelings for each other. However, other than that kiss a few weeks ago, nothing physical had happened. Dave did come to your room that night, but you just talked. You both decided you wanted to wait until him and Carol were at least officially separated before moving forward with a physical relationship.

“She is not a whore,” Dave growled. “The kind of ‘wife’ she’s been is one who takes care of my children, my house. One who asks me how my day was and actually gives a shit when I talk. She’s the type of ‘wife’ who makes my favorite meal for Christmas dinner because I mentioned I missed when my mother used to make it. She is a wonderful friend who is there for me when my actual wife looks at me like I’m something nasty stuck to the bottom of her shoe!”

“Well, then maybe you should marry the nanny if I’m so horrible.” Carol switched to the victim role instantly.

“Jesus Christ, Carol,” Dave sighed and rubbed his forehead in frustration. “Can you not pull this shit for just one fucking day? Can you just pretend to be a decent human being and put on a smile for the girls?”

“I hate you,” Carol said vehemently.

“Trust me, the feeling is mutual,” Dave replied. He turned to you. “Can you please get the girls? I’m going to grab another place setting for you.”

“Mr. York, I don’t want to cause any trouble,” you said.

“You’re having dinner with us,” he insisted. “The girls and I all want you here, celebrating with us. Just ignore the miserable cunt.” Carol gasped and your eyes widened. Dave never spoke so harshly about Carol. You guessed he had finally reached the end of his patience with her. You hurried off to get the girls. Part of you worried he could turn on you the way he did with Carol…but Dave had never loved Carol. Their marriage was always one of convenience. So maybe he wouldn’t be so hateful towards someone he loved. Even if they pissed him off. Only time would tell.

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‘Twas the Night Before Christmas

Day 24

Summary: Maggie goes to dinner at Maxwell’s.

Pairings: Maxwell Lord x You, Maxwell Lord x Named Reader (Maggie Stark)

Fandom: Marvel & DC

Rating: Mature

Warnings: language, slap, manhandling a woman (non violent)

Word Count: 638

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You sighed heavily as you exited the helicopter. Maxwell Lord had sent it to the compound as promised. Complete with three very large security guards who made sure you got on safely…aka muscled you into the damn thing. You had maintained a shred of your defiance by not packing the overnight bag he had requested. You had absolutely no intention of staying the night.

The helicopter had landed on the pad on top of Maxwell’s building in the heart of Manhattan. He stood to the side, waiting for you with a broad smile. You begrudgingly walked over to him.

“Miss Stark,” he said warmly, “I’m glad you could join me.”

“Kind of made it impossible to resist,” you replied with an eye roll. He stepped toward you and leaned down to place his lips close to your ear.

“Don’t roll your eyes at me, baby girl,” he said gruffly. “You won’t like the consequences.” Your eyes widened as he stepped back.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” You half shouted. “I’ll do whatever I damn well please, you arrogant, misogynistic—”

“That’s enough,” Maxwell cut you off. There was a fire in his eyes you’d never seen before. He bent down and hoisted you over his shoulder.

“Put me down!” You demanded angrily. He ignored you and carried you into his penthouse. You squirmed and tried to get out of his grip. He smacked your ass, and it shocked you into complete stillness. Had he really just done that?

“When you put me down, I am going to kick your ass, Lord!” You threatened.

“I look forward to it,” he laughed. He finally placed you down and once you had your bearings you slapped him right across the face. When you pulled back to hit him again, he grabbed your wrist before you could make contact.

“I’ll give you the first one for how I just manhandled you, but you won’t get a second one,” he said in an even voice. “Now, can you pretend, just for today, that you don’t hate me and enjoy a delicious holiday dinner?” He was still lightly holding your wrist. His thumb was gently circling around your pulse point and it made you shiver. You quickly jerked your hand away.

“I don’t know,” you answered honestly.

“Try,” Maxwell urged. You could smell the food and your mouth watered. It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world to share a meal with him. Your other option was sitting alone at the compound…and while that was usually welcome, you were too depressed to be alone tonight.

“Fine,” you acquiesced. “But no funny business.”

“What do you mean?”

“I’m not sleeping with you, so don’t even try it,” you insisted. “No flirting, no innuendos, no touching. Nothing.”

“Deal,” he agreed immediately.

“Really?” You raised an eyebrow. “You’re gonna give in? Just like that?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“I’m alone for Christmas too,” he admitted, “and I’d hate to lose your company.”

“Oh,” you replied, hating that you felt a bit of empathy for the man.

“So, let’s sit down, eat a nice meal, and have a lovely evening,” he suggested.

“Okay,” you said quietly. You could hit pause on your dislike of this man for one night. It was really just his flirtatious nature that pissed you off, so if he toned it down, you might actually have a decent night. Though you seriously doubted he could pull it off. You decided if he proved you right and turned into the smarmy lecher you believe him to be, you would go back to the compound and reward yourself with Chinese food, wine, and a Die Hard marathon.

But if you turned out to be wrong…well, it looked like you would do something you never thought possible—enjoy an evening with Maxwell Lord.

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Cassian tells the kids about Krampus.

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Cookies & Milk

Day 23

Summary: Draco has a talk with your father.

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x You (Reader)

Fandom: Harry Potter AU (no magic)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: talk of pregnancy, vague mention of rough childhood

Word Count: 459

A/N: This is a continuation of Dressing as Santa.

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Draco eyed your father carefully. The kids had all finished speaking to ‘Santa’ and getting gifts from him. He was now in the kitchen, sitting at the table. Draco glanced over at you, and you urged him on. He took a deep breath and went into the kitchen. It was just him and your father. Draco went to the fridge to get the milk and poured a glass. He grabbed a plate of cookies and set them both on the table in front of your father. You dad looked up and smiled.

“What’s this?” He asked.

“Cookies and milk for Santa,” Draco answered.

“I can never say no to cookies and milk!” Your dad laughed. Draco sat down across from him. Your father nibbled on a cookie as he looked at Draco. “Something on your mind, son?” Draco’s heart clenched at your father calling him son. He was such a warm, caring man. So unlike Draco’s own father.

“As you know, I didn’t have a…traditional childhood,” Draco began. You father nodded solemnly. You hadn’t shared all the details, but your parents knew Draco’s childhood had been unpleasant. Draco cleared his throat. “I never got the chance to tell Santa what I wanted for Christmas.” Your father’s eyes lit up with understanding.

“What do you want for Christmas, Draco?” He asked softly.

“There’s only one thing I want,” he said quietly. He breathed deep to calm his sudden nerves. “I want another baby.” Your father’s eyes widened slightly. “Sorry if this is inappropriate or unconventional, but my beautiful wife suggested I tell Santa what I want for Christmas—to heal my inner child—and what I want more than anything, is another baby.” Your father was stunned into silence for several long seconds before he laughed merrily.

“Nothing would make me happier than more grandchildren,” he told Draco. “I’d ask if you’ve been a good boy this year, but—knowing how babies are made—I’d say it’s a safe bet you’re on the naughty list.” Draco smirked. “However, I’m sure Santa would understand.” He glanced over at you. “She wants another one too?” Draco nodded. “Then I wish you both the best of luck—and I’d rather not know any other details if you please.” Draco laughed.

“You’ve got it,” Draco assured him. He got up and walked over to you.

“How’d it go?” You asked him as you wrapped your arms around his waist. He bent down and kissed you lightly on the lips.

“We have Santa’s blessing,” he answered. Your cheeks heated in slight embarrassment, but you smiled.

“And how is little Draco feeling after finally telling Santa what he wants for Christmas?” Draco mulled it over a moment.

“A bit better,” he decided.

“Good,” you replied.

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Krampus

Day 22

Summary: Cassian tells the kids about Krampus.

Pairings: Rhys, Cassian, & Azriel x You (Reader)

Fandom: ACOTAR (AU)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: language, talk of Krampus eating kids, poly relationship

Word Count: 494

A/N: This is a modern AU. You are in a poly relationship with Cassian, Rhysand, and Azriel. This is my first time writing these characters, but I’m open to more if you guys want to see them again.

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You walked in the front door happy to feel the warmth after a day out in the cold. Rhys and Azriel followed in behind you. You all took your coats off and ran upstairs to hide the Christmas presents you had bought before the kids could see them. Once they were hidden away you began to look for Cassian and the kids.

“Cass?” You called out. The three of you ended up back downstairs and made your way to the family room once you heard his voice.

“I thought you got coal in your stocking if you were bad?” Your oldest son asked Cassian in his sweet little voice.

“According to this legend, the bad children are eaten by Krampus,” Cassian told him. Your younger son and daughter gasped.

“He no eat us, Papa,” your daughter said fearfully.

“Of course he won’t eat you, princess,” Cassian assured her. “You’ve been an angel all year. Santa is bringing you all the presents.”

“But sometimes I don’t listen to mommy,” your oldest son whispered. All three kids looked terrified.

“Cassian!” You half shouted. “What the hell are you telling them?” Cass startled when he heard your voice.

“Hey, sweetheart!” He grinned. “Successful shopping trip?”

“Don’t change the subject,” you scolded him. “What nonsense are you filling their heads with?”

“We were just reading a book about Christmas traditions and folklore,” he said innocently.

“And you didn’t think to skip over the Krampus eats children part?” Azriel said drolly.

“It’s not real,” Cassian argued, “so I didn’t think it would be a big deal.”

“Krampus isn’t real?” Your son asked.

“No, sweetie,” you answered. He looked puzzled for a moment before asking, “Is Santa not real then too?” You all looked at each other with wide eyes. Rhys sighed heavily.

“Do you believe Santa is real?” Rhys asked the children. They all nodded enthusiastically. “Well, there you have it. Santa is real, Krampus is not.”

“Sure Daddy?” Your daughter asked hopefully.

“Yes, darling,” Rhys replied. Her shoulders sagged in relief. The kids scampered off to play and you turned to Cassian.

“I can’t believe you told them that story!” You said. “They’re going to have nightmares tonight.”

“I find it interesting that you tell them a scary story on my night to have our wife alone,” Azriel said with a scowl. Cassian smiled sheepishly.

“I promise it’s just a coincidence,” he said earnestly.

“Hmm.” Azriel looked as if he didn’t believe him. “Change of plans. Cass, you get our wife tonight. I get tomorrow.”

“What?” Cass groaned. “But the kids are gonna come in and bother us!”

“And who’s fault is that?” You asked. Cassian blew out a breath.

“How about I handle the nightmares tonight, and you two enjoy yourselves?” Cass offered.

“Sounds good to me,” Azriel agreed immediately.

“Now that that’s sorted, someone keep the kids busy so I can wrap all the gifts we just bought,” you told them. “And no more scary stories!”

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Dressing as Santa

Day 21

Summary: Draco doesn’t understand your family tradition.

Pairings: Draco Malfoy x You, Draco Malfoy x Female Reader (American)

Fandom: Harry Potter AU (no magic)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: language, vague references to unhappy childhood and pregnancy

Word Count: 399

A/N: This takes place after Yule Log.

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“Ho, Ho Ho! Merry Christmas!” Your father called out as he came through the front door dressed as Santa Claus.

“What the hell is that?” Draco asked in shock. Thanks to the chaos ‘Santa’s’ entrance caused, you were the only one who heard him.

“That’s my dad,” you told him.

“Obviously,” Draco said with an eye roll. “I meant what the hell is he doing?”

“He’s dressed as Santa, Draco,” you said slowly. Your tone of voice suggested you questioned your husband’s intelligence.

“Jesus, fuck,” he groaned. “I can see that. Why is he dressed as Santa?”

“It’s a tradition,” you explained. “My grandfather did it every year, and now my dad does it. The kids love it. We really thought it was Santa. It made the holidays so magical.”

“How could you possibly have thought that was Santa?” Draco laughed. “It is so clearly your father…we’re you all drunk or something?”

“Oh my god, no!” You gasped. “We were children, Draco. We wanted to believe, so we did. Didn’t you believe in the fantastical when you were little?”

“No,” he said simply. “There was no room for magic and imagination in my childhood.” Your heart clenched at the thought of little Draco and the dark, sad upbringing he endured. His gaze was fixed on Scorpius who was talking animatedly to ‘Santa’. Draco smiled slightly. “I’m glad we’re giving Scorpius the childhood he deserves.” You felt tears well in your eyes at your normally stoic husband’s confession.

“You’re a wonderful father, Draco,” you whispered. He nodded once in acknowledgement. You knew you wouldn’t get anything more from him at the moment. His emotions were too close to the surface, and he wouldn’t feel comfortable being vulnerable around your family. “Would you like to go tell Santa what you want for Christmas?”

“Why?” He asked.

“For little Draco,” you replied. His jaw clenched as he mulled it over. You waited patiently for him to sort out his feelings.

“Yes,” he finally decided. “Though there’s only one thing I want, and I’m not sure your dad is going to want to hear it.”

“What?” He didn’t reply but caressed your stomach. You smiled when you realized his meaning. “My dad loves his grandkids…so ask away.”

“Alright,” Draco agreed. You took him by the hand to lead him to Santa, and hopefully heal his inner child a little bit more.

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Looking at Lights

Day 20

Summary: You and Din take Grogu to look at Christmas lights.

Pairings: Din Djarin x You, Din Djarin x Female Reader

Fandom: The Mandalorian (AU)

Rating: Teen

Warnings: language

Word Count: 372

A/N: This is part of the A Little Rusty series.

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“Almost there, little guy,” you told Grogu excitedly. You were in the car with Grogu and Din driving around to look at Christmas lights. There was one neighborhood that went all out every year, and you wanted Grogu to see it. He was strapped in his car seat, cooing happily.

“It’s just up here,” you pointed out to Din. “Make a left.” Din turned down the street and the whole car lit up from the amount of lights.

“Wow,” Grogu whispered. The look of awe on his face was priceless. You quickly snapped a picture so you and Din could always remember it. Din drove slowly through the neighborhood, and you both pointed things out to each other and Grogu. The smile on Din’s face took your breath away. You loved being able to make him and his son happy. Grogu clapped his hands and squealed with excitement when he saw the Grinch on one of the houses. He was a huge fan of the Grinch since it reminded him of a frog.

“This is incredible.” Din said softly. He picked up your hand and kissed your knuckles. “Thanks for suggesting we do this. It means a lot to me that you care so much for the kid.” You smiled at this amazing man you were falling in love with.

“It’s my pleasure,” you said. You glanced back at Grogu. When he noticed your attention on him he gave you a huge toothy grin. You smiled back. You weren’t just falling for his father. You loved the little guy like he was your own. “What do you think, buddy?” Grogu threw his arms up and yelled happily. You laughed. “I’ll take that as a good sign.”

“He’s thrilled,” Din assured you. “He’s always happy when you’re around. I mean, he was a happy kid before, but ever since you came into our lives, it’s like he’s radiating joy.” Din paused and looked at you. “It’s not just him, you know. I’m much happier around you. Well, I’m still a moody asshole, but you soften the sharp edges quite a bit.”

“I like all your edges, Din Djarin, soft or sharp, I’m crazy about you.” He smiled and kissed your hand once more.

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