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allwaswell16 · 6 months
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❤️ Heart Beat ❤️
An Advent Fic by @allwaswell16
Hideaway Haven is the place that Louis has always called home. It's also the place that Harry had tried to leave behind him. When Harry returns to start a music academy in his hometown, he finds himself face to face with his high school crush—and his charming daughter who wants to learn to play the drums. 🎄 35k ~ Now Complete! 🎄
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Now with a bonus chapter... ❤️ 26 ❤️ A Valentine's Day time stamp
{ Incredible moodboard by @nouies }
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lululawrence · 6 months
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Snow In Love - A 2023 Advent Fic by lululawrence
Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson | 33k | 25/25 Chapters
Harry and Louis are best friends and have been for basically as long as they can remember. For the first time since middle school, they are both single for the holidays leaving them with the brilliant idea to take each other as their dates to work events. To make things easier they will pretend like they’re dating. But then they learn something funny.
People thought they were already dating. Weird.
An advent fic featuring childhood friends, fake dating turned actual dating, really horrible secret keeping, and a winter weather surprise.
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Now Complete!
Buy me a coffee?
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homosociallyyours · 6 months
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I Really Like Your Styles: The Holiday Advent-ure
by homosociallyyours
34k, Teen, Larry
Louis isn't much for frills, and the coffee shop he co-owns with his best friend Liam is evidence of that. Yes, it's got a decent sized, well-kept industrial kitchen, but Louis insists that people come to coffee shops for coffee, not mediocre pastry and plastic wrapped cookies. When Liam's campaign for serving treats turns into watching a few baking accounts on whichever popular app he's on now, there's one that really gets on Louis' nerves: "I Like Your Styles." With his chipper demeanor and over the top descriptions of the food he makes, Louis is sure that the (unfortunately cute) baker is full of it. Nothing that adorable could possibly be worth the hype.
It doesn't actually take much for him to eat his words...and some quality baked goods, while he's at it.
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letthemusicmoveyou28 · 6 months
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We Can Roll in the Darkness
🎄A 2023 Advent Fic by LetTheMusicMoveYou / @letthemusicmoveyou28
Ch: 25/25 (29k)
(Or the one where Louis and his best mate Niall decide to take the plunge and open a pub. The goal is to open Christmas Day, but the building renovations are proving trickier than expected. Insert: a construction company with a questionable name, a certain curly haired builder who catches Louis’ attention, and a little festive chaos along the way).
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🎁 Now Complete! ☃️
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Love Actually [L.S.]
Advent 2023! - Day 1/24
Louis Tomlinson has just became Prime Minister of the UK. Harry Styles is a housekeeper at 10 Downing Street. Louis can't help but be enthralled with Harry.
But, unfortunately, love has a funny of fucking punching you in the gut.
thanks to @hl-obsessed for the moodboard!
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toomanygoldfish · 6 months
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#1
you open your eyes at a shout of your name.
“[Name]!!”
your boyfriend was sliding across the ice at an alarming rate. About two feet away from you he picked up one of his feet to take a step, and immediately trips onto you.
“NoyaaaaAAA!”
he fell right into you, taking the both of you down crashing onto the ice, you underneath him cushioning his fall. You let out a small groan, before pausing for a second to look down at him. Much to your surprise he looks up grinning at you.
He coughs out one line,“I guess you could say… I really fell for you.”, before laughing hysterically and rolling off of you.
you take a moment to process what he just said before breaking into a laughing fit yourself. “Pffft- what the hell, out of all things, this!”
the two of you make your way over to the side of the skating rink, and use the wall to help yourselves up. As he gets up, he moves right up to you with his face in your face.
“is this not romantic enough for you?”
You blink once before you stammer out;“I can’t tell if you’re serious or not.”
not losing a beat he replies; “Thats the best kind of flirting though” with a small smirk on his face.
deciding that two can play this game, you lean in closer, look him dead in the eyes and say; “Oh yeah lover boy?”
his eyes widen so quickly, and he blushes, his mouth icing like a fish out of water. When he eventually forces the words out of his mouth they come out something akin to, “I- uh what, I have to go”
he skates off, or at least tries to (he slips multiple times) and you let out a small huff of amusement, knowing that the two of you took the same car.
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kiwiana-writes · 6 months
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All Those Christmas Clichés: Advent 2023
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Because I'm the emperor of terrible decisions... fuck it, let's do an advent fic. Daily triple drabbles, set 1-25 December 2023, using the prompt list from @youneedsomeprompts found here.
All Those Christmas Clichés (now complete!)
December 1st: Making an advent calendar for a friend/loved one December 2nd: Going to pick a Christmas tree together December 3rd: Decorating the house December 4th: Putting up Christmas lights in their room December 5th: Writing letters to Santa December 6th: Secret Santa December 7th: Writing Christmas cards December 8th: Studying the other's wishlist December 9th: Decorating the Christmas tree with one additional new ornament every year December 10th: Baking a ton of Christmas cookies December 11th: Bringing cookies everywhere they go December 12th: Only listening to Christmas albums December 13th: Practising Christmas songs on the piano December 14th: Watching old holiday movies December 15th: Going to a Christmas market December 16th: Having a winter picnic with cookies and thermos flasks December 17th: Shovelling snow after heavy snowfall December 18th: Putting up candles everywhere December 19th: Having a sledging contest December 20th: Eating clementines until the whole house smells citrusy December 21st: Inventing new hot chocolate recipes December 22nd: Dressing up their pet December 23rd: Baking fruit bread December 24th: Decorating a gingerbread house December 25th: Preparing a large Christmas dinner together
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inexplicablymine · 5 months
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Some Sentences Sunday
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(Okay this is actually exactly seven sentences I am a little proud of myself. This is a short excerpt from Not So Silent Night my advent calendar fic comes out on Dec 21st.)
Sure, he can admit, in the deepest recesses of his mind, at two in the morning, when the Liszt is playing forlornly like some kind of bugle call for grief, that whoever the fuck lives next to him is on another level with the keys.  It is a little hard to feel warm and fuzzy about the world class concert he has been on the receiving end of, on a near nightly basis, when it is coming at a time when Alex should be asleep. No. Should denotes that it is okay that he spends hours every night staring at the wall like he is going to magically gain some kind of x-ray vision that will both allow him to see what is going on next door, and somehow through radioactive osmosis, stop the damn piano player from keeping him up.  Maybe when he was in undergrad he wouldn’t have minded. Maybe in law school he would have been up anyways, and the music might have been a nice touch. But now?
Thank you to all of the amazing people who tagged me (I did not think I was going to post today but y'all put on the PRESSURE so here I am lol) so to @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @happiness-of-the-pursuit @14carrotghoul @anincompletelist @suseagull04 @notspecialbabe @orchidscript @kiwiana-writes @firenati0n this abomination is all your fault
tagging some lovelies because it is still technically Sunday for me so it is for you too ;)) @welcometololaland @xthelastknownsurvivorx @historicallysam @cheesecurdsgravyandfries @clottedcreamfudge @everwitch-magiks @indomitable-love @read-and-write- @affectionatelyrs @kill8a @saintlynomenclature @gay-flyboys @dumbpeachjuice @daisymae-12 @smc-27 @three-drink-amy @tintagel-or-cockleshells @thinkof-england
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beyondxmeasure · 1 year
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Let Your Heart Be Light
by @cyantific / Cyantific
Louis Tomlinson, a self-proclaimed holiday-hater, loses his job two weeks before Christmas. Broke and desperate to see his family back home in England, he takes the only job left at the mall as one of Santa’s helpers. Harry is an unconventional mall Santa, the youngest one they’ve had in years, but with as much holiday spirit as any other seasoned Saint Nick. He’s determined to un-grinch the new guy in Santa’s Village, even if it takes until Christmas. Then Harry finds out the devastating reason why Louis lost his Christmas cheer. Will Harry be just the thing Louis needs to help him get his sparkle back? Featuring Liam as the manager at Santa's Village, Niall as an easy-going Irish elf and Harry's best friend, grumpy grinch Louis, Zayn as his wise best friend full of sage advice and tough love, and one matchmaking Mrs. Claus.
77K | Teen+ | Larry | Enemies to Lovers | Advent Fic | Christmas Fluff | Slow Burn
New Chapters Daily Dec 1 - Dec 25 Chapters: 1 🎅🏼 2 🎅🏼 3 🎅🏼 4 🎅🏼 5 🎅🏼 6 🎅🏼 7 🎅🏼 8 🎅🏼 9 🎅🏼 10 🎅🏼 11 🎅🏼 12 🎅🏼 13 🎅🏼 14 🎅🏼 15 🎅🏼 16 🎅🏼 17 🎅🏼 18🎅🏼 19 🎅🏼 20 🎅🏼 21 🎅🏼 22 🎅🏼 23 🎅🏼 24 🎅🏼 25 🎅🏼 26
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🌟 NOW COMPLETE! 🌟
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allwaswell16 · 6 months
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❤️ Heart Beat ❤️ Coming Dec 1 ❤️
An Advent fic by @allwaswell16
Hideaway Haven is the place that Louis has always called home. It's also the place that Harry had tried to leave behind him. When Harry returns to start a music academy in his hometown, he finds himself face to face with his high school crush—and his charming daughter who wants to learn to play the drums.
🎄 A new chapter each day until Christmas 🎄
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make you mine this season
an advent fic by @disgruntledkittenface​ | mature | 28k
American AU, Girl Direction, New York City, Brooklyn, San Francisco, Christmas, Mistletoe, Alternating POV, Enemies to Lovers, Strangers to Lovers, U-Haul lesbians, Coffee Shop, Tattoo Parlor, Fluff, Smut, Mentions of Homophobia
After Harry’s Christmas plans fall through, she decides to surprise her best friend Nick in New York. Unfortunately, Nick decided to surprise her in San Francisco at the same time. When they realize what happened, they each resign themselves to staying and spending time in the other’s city. Harry tries to make the best of things, making elaborate plans to distract herself from feeling lonely, while Nick is just looking forward to her first real vacation from her hectic job in years. Neither of them will have the Christmas that they expected, but maybe they’ll each get the one that they need.
posting December 1 – December 25, ~9AM EST
NOW COMPLETE
Chapters: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 | 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25
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chloehl10 · 1 year
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Love This Christmas by lovelarry10 // @chloehl10
An advent fic
For @1dchristmasfest - now complete!
Teacher Harry is excited for Christmas with his class. When new TA Louis starts, sparks fly between the two men. But Louis’ always dashing off, and Harry's left pining. Will Christmas help them find love?
Chapter 1 🎄 Chapter 2 🎄 Chapter 3 🎄 Chapter 4 🎄 Chapter 5 🎄 Chapter 6 🎄 Chapter 7 🎄 Chapter 8 🎄 Chapter 9 🎄 Chapter 10 🎄 Chapter 11 🎄 Chapter 12 🎄 Chapter 13 🎄 Chapter 14 🎄 Chapter 15 🎄 Chapter 16 🎄 Chapter 17 🎄 Chapter 18 🎄 Chapter 19 🎄 Chapter 20 🎄 Chapter 21 🎄 Chapter 22 🎄 Chapter 23 🎄 Chapter 24 🎄 Chapter 25
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greaseonmymouth · 6 months
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et Afdeling Q Julemysterie
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1. december | 2. december | 3. december | 4. december
5. december | 6. december | 7. december | 8. december
9. december | 10. december | 11. december | 12. december
13. december | 14. december | 15. december | 16. december
17. december | 18. december | 19. december | 20. december
21. december | 22. december | 23. december | 24. december
bonus: 31. december
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quilteddreamz · 6 months
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Silent Night.
Summary:
Exhausted during your nightshift you decide to rest your eyes for a second.
You didn't expect to doze off, or that a certain animatronic would take notice.
Word Count: 2,668
First short story for the advent calendar is posted! Thank you to anyone who clicks on the link and gives it a read!
This being my first published story, feedback is greatly encouraged! Let me know if the pacing, wording, or writing is off in anyway.
Anyways I hope you have a wonderful day and I can't wait to hear what you think :3
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i-am-become-a-name · 6 months
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Prompt - December 4th. Good King Wenceslas.
The wind was howling a lament through the trees above them, but the small hollow they’d tucked themselves into was dry, even if Ace’s hands still ached from the cold. Camping, the Doctor had said. Bloody well camping. Well this was nothing like skiving off with her friends back home, campfires, charring sausages over the fire, being stupid with no adults around to be boring and sensible. 
“C’mon, Professor, can’t we go back yet?” 
“No,” he informed her sternly, and pointed the end of his brolly at the pitiful pile of sticks she had scrounged up, “fire, please. My nose is starting to get a chill.” 
“Yeah, well maybe you can use that to keep the wind off,” she sniped back, and rubbed the sticks together again. Pointlessly. Her hand strayed towards the inner pocket of the jacket, but a pointed cough sent it back down. That would’ve made one hell of a bonfire, she thought mulishly, even if it would’ve blown their shelter sky high. Best place for it, and they could head back to the TARDIS where there was- was there heating? There were blankets anyway, and a kettle for tea.
Something white landed on the sticks in front of her. Then another, and snow was coming thick and fast, and any hope of lighting a fire with these stupid sticks was over. 
“Professor,” she groused, drawing it out, and he relented, propping the brolly behind her and releasing the catch to protect them from the weather. 
“Go on then,” he said, nodding at her pocket, and cast his eyes to the overhanging log that protected them in lieu of the sky as she triumphantly pulled out a lighter and scraps of paper. Old receipts, notes they’d left for each other at various points, handy little firestarters. She screwed them up, tucking them under the sticks, but the Doctor’s hand was lightening fast, snatching a piece back from the brink of destruction to smooth out and tuck back into her pocket. Nope. Mysterious nonsense, she was Not Going to Ask. Survival skills, meet disposable Bic lighter. Hah! At least her hands were warm now, and the brolly was protecting them from the worst of the bitter wind.
“What was the plan next?” and the Doctor screwed up his face. “Campfire songs?” she suggested, grinning. “Stop me if you know this one.” She opened her mouth as if to sing, but was immediately silenced by- pastry? She bit down, and yeah, a croissant. Huh, with chocolate. 
In her distraction, the Doctor had conjured up a cake tray. Tiered and all, like they were having a posh afternoon tea in the middle of the woods in a snowstorm. He hadn’t even brought a bag! Bloody Time Lords. She crossed her eyes, and picked a piece of lint off the end of her croissant. That explained something, she guessed, and her eyes went blurry as she focused back on the Doctor, who was pulling out a teapot so comically out of size compared to his jacket pocket, spout already steaming. 
“An’ yoo ma’muse icks?” she complained through the pastry, ignoring the chiding look at her lack of manners. 
“I won’t always be around to play Prometheus for you, Ace,” and there was a brief old sadness to his voice, before he started patting his pockets, making tutting noises, before he pulled his hat off, and pulled two teacups out of the crown, wiping them out with the end of his scarf. 
He poured hers first, leaning around the side of her cheerily blazing fire to pass it over, and she supposed she could manage without milk or sugar. So long as he passed over one of the muffins off the stand too, and her hopeful eyes bore fruit as he sighed, passing it over balanced on top of his hat. 
There were no sausages, no being silly with her old mates, but when she stretched her legs out to press her boots against the side of the Doctor’s trousers, he didn’t shift away, and it wasn’t too long till dawn when they could get back to the TARDIS. Her jacket clinked reassuringly when she moved, and she hoped she’d be allowed to break camp. Camp would go flying, she promised, as a stray snowflake caught the back of her neck.
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lanthanum12 · 6 months
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Niennandil-verse Advent Calendar Day 2
Read on Ao3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/51966511/chapters/131468101
Read on Quotev https://www.quotev.com/story/16208351/Niennandil-verse-Advent-Calendar/2
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        “Where I come from, over the sea, we have a feast every year in the winter. We call it Yule,” Caranthir explained to Haleth, who was currently sitting across from him, "It’s a time…for families to get together. Everyone has their own traditions,” his mind wandered to his siblings strewn across Beleriand, caught up in the endless fight against Morgoth, his amillë over the sea, and his atar lost to him. Perhaps even in the void.
        “Oh…I see, sounds like a waste of time,” Haleth shrugged, not wishing to dwell on her now dead brother and father any longer. She had a lot to prepare before her and the rest of the Haladin left for Brethil in the spring. There was no place for grief.
        “Is taking part in a small pleasure with one you care about truly a waste of time?” Caranthir asked, “I made something for you. We may be struggling but we have each other and why not take solace in that?”
        “I suppose you are right, Haldad was always urging me to take care of himself. I think he would be pestering me about this all day,” Haleth’s laugh was bitter but there was warmth in her face.
        “The day before Yule, my father would make us tamales colorados and later he taught us to make them ourselves. So now I prepare some every year for myself and my people, and, well, I also made some for you. I wanted you to be able to try them,” Caranthir said, lifting out two delicious bundles wrapped tightly in palm leaves.
        Haleth nodded and took one. She gently unwrapped it and then bit into it, sampling the savoury filling. As she chewed a smile crept upon her lips, "You have once again proven me wrong. Such festivities are not a waste of time if they provide food like this. Tell me, how do you make tamales colorados?"
        "I hoped you would ask," Caranthir said and handed her a slip of paper with his graceful script and crude drawings which he had snickered at while making.
        Haleth took it and laughed once again as she looked at his sketch of her and him with circles for heads and lines for arms. Two of the lines intersected, connecting the two figures together, "And I was told that the Eldar were gifted at everything!"
        "Not everything, you are far more gifted in many ways then I will ever be! You are an esteemed and brave warrior who I would share in eternity with if I could. You are a good person, free from guilt and cruelty," Caranthir's glasses misted over as tears welled in his eyes. Memories of the kinslaying and the blood he has spilled became fresh once more. If Haleth knew of his sins her love for him would fade. And she would learn in Brethil. All he could hope is that she would still remember him fondly.
        "Thank you. I would spend eternity with you as well. You make me laugh and I certainly need that. I have my own guilt to bear though. I wish I had fought just a bit harder, maybe my brother and father would be here. Also despite you trying to hide it, you have your own wounds, I can see and well, I love you regardless. Whenever it's Yule I'll think of you, for you taught me about it," Haleth reached out and took Caranthir's hand.
        "I will think of you as well even once you pass beyond this world, for I love you too," Caranthir clenched Haleth's hand tightly. Tonight wasn't like the Yuletides of old but it was dear to him nonetheless.
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Thank you for reading!! I like Haleth x Caranthir quite a bit! This is one of the first slightly romantic things I've published. (I think it's pretty light though)
Caranthir loves tamales colorados. Fëanor would have learned how to make them from Míriel but she had to hang out with Vairë and Námo for a while so he taught himself to make them from her old cookbook. When all of the family is reembodied then they can all enjoy them together!
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