#holidate extras

[roonilwazlibimagines]

s.b Holidate extras - tik toks (1)

Pairing: Sirius Black x Female Reader (holidate reader) Word Count: 1.6k Synopsis: i really wanted to write something, but I needed to write something easy and lighthearted, and this has been on my mind for months, so this was born. it's really just cutesy and fluffy and light hearted, i see your asks, and i will get to them, your love and support means the world to me, i love you <3 (this is not proof read) 

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There is, like, nothing canon in my holidate series, so who is to say that Tik Tok doesn’t exist? Anyways, I have all these cute ideas and I need to share them with you. This is just all fun, I will probably add to this as new trends arise

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I have class and you don't :)

They’ve been dating for a while now, and they’re about to go to some random event where she is all dressed up. They’re getting ready at her house and she’s waiting in her bedroom, while Sirius uses her ensuite to finish getting ready. There’s not a hair out of place and not a single crease, and yet, she still got ready quicker than Sirius who comes down in a pair of jeans and a random shirt.

And while she was waiting for him, she was scrolling through tik tok when she found this sound and she immediately thought of her and Sirius. And then, when he comes down dressed like that, he only proves her point.

She doesn’t say anything about his outfit, but as he starts putting on his leather jacket she whines, “Sirius?” and he raises his eyebrows at her, not knowing where this is about to go. “Film a tik tok with me?” She’s taken a step closer to him and she just reaches his head in her tall shoes. “Please?” She continues, as if Sirius would ever say ‘no’ to her.

“Where do you want me?” He sighs dramatically, as he fixes his jacket. She sets her phone up and gets the timer ready.

“Just stand there and look pretty,” she teases, as she aligns it so she’s standing in the forefront and Sirius in the back, standing there, and looking pretty. He lets out a breathy laugh, but does as she says.

The timer goes down and when the sound starts, she mouths it. “Yes, you want to know the difference between us, I have class and you don’t.” Her hands point to herself and Sirius at the right times and just as it cuts off she rolls her eyes and Sirius’ eyebrows furrow together.

“Hey,” he whines, “that wasn’t nice.” But she’s already laughing and going to watch it on her phone. He walks up behind her to watch it over her shoulder and she shushes him before he can continue.

She’s smiling as she watches it again, and even if Sirius is mockingly offended, he can’t help but smile with her.

“It’s funny,” she explains and she knows that he rolled his eyes at her. “Can I post it?”

She hadn’t posted many videos on Tik Tok. She had posted three in total. One of a montage of what she does in a day that has around 100 views (she wants to have a ‘that girl’ aesthetic, okay?), one of Siruis as a dog with about 300 views (Sirius thought it was funny and promised her it would get her tik tok famous - it doesn’t), and one of her doing a fit check with a good 500 views (which she was lowkey pretty proud of). And she only had a rough 150 followers, so Sirius didn’t see the harm in it.

“If you must,” he sighed dramatically. And so she posted it without a second thought.

She didn’t give it a second thought throughout the event either. Nor did she think about it when she went back to Sirius’ because they take every chance they get to be together. (They weren’t allowed to sleep over the other’s house - their parents are very traditional, but she could go back to his house. Just not for too long.)

Regardless, it doesn’t cross her mind until she’s in a pair of Sirius’ tracksuit pants and one of his shirts with her makeup off and her hair tied in a bun. They’re laying in his bed - with the door open per Walburga’s request - and Sirius’ back is resting against the backboard and she’s practically sitting on top of him, with her head resting against his chest, the blankets resting on their laps.

She opens the app and immediately squeals.

“We’re tik tok famous!” And when she shows Sirius the app he lets out an impressed, “wow.” The video she posted is close to a million views and she has something like 300k likes and another 150k+ comments.

She’s ecstatic. Her first thought is that now she can post more daily montage vlogs.

She opens the comment section, naturally, and Sirius is watching over her shoulder. She’s grinning and Sirius is genuinely impressed, but as she goes through the comments, her grin starts to fade.

‘if hes not classy enough for you ill take him🥵🥵’

‘as if you have that and you complain :/’

‘being classy is overrated anyway😌’

‘i am not classy either, in case you were interested :’)’

‘babes, can you move out of the way, im trying to look at my boyfriend😍’

“What the fuck?” She pouts, as she finds out every comment is along those lines. She’s pretty sure these random people frothing over her boyfriend isn’t part of the ‘that girl’ aesthetic.

Sirius lets out a laugh, but he's unsure. Her being jealous is still new territory and he doesn’t really know how to deal with it.

“This is disgusting,” she says, her eyebrows furrowed together as she lets her phone fall in her lap as she turns to face Sirius. “It’s pathetic,” she continues, “it’s…it’s…” Sirius wants to interrupt her and tell her not to worry, but he also wants to see how she’s going to finish the sentence, “embarrassing.” She settles on and when she turns to Sirius, he smiles, because he wants her frown to go away, even if he thinks it still cute.

“Princess,” he starts, “don’t work yourself up over it, I’m obviously not going to leave you for user 231837520485,” he rambles and the crease between her eyebrow goes away.

“That’s not the point,” she complains, but he knows it’s what she wanted to hear, “it’s not a good look going after someone’s boyfriend.” She crosses her arms over her chest and Sirius sighs dramatically.

“It’s the price you have to pay for being tik tok famous, princess. You can’t have it all.” She gives him an unimpressed look and he wraps his arms around her waist and brings her closer to him. “I’m kidding,” he whispers in her ear. “Don’t work yourself up over this, I have no interest in them, you know that. I only ever have eyes for you.” He feels her relax under his touch.

“But I can’t let them get away with acting so…” she thinks of the word, “desperate.” And Sirius knows that it will eat her alive if she doesn’t do whatever stupid thing she’s about to do and so he asks, “and what are you going to do?” She sits up.

She picks her phone up again and scrolls through the comments. Sirius wants to take the phone away from her, and delete every single comment that’s making her feel upset, but he knows she probably wouldn’t appreciate him controlling the media she consumes, even if he knows it would be what was best for her.

“I’m going to film it again,” she says confidently. Sirius doesn’t understand, but he plays along.

“Do it,” he says convincingly and she quickly gets her wand and says, ‘Lumos’ so when she faces the camera at her, her face is visible.

Sirius is in the background again, his hair in a bun and his arms, obviously wrapped around her. She plays the sound again and lip syncs the words once more, but this time, there’s emotion behind her eyes and just before the camera cuts off, Sirius decides ‘fuck it’ and licks her cheek.

The video finishes just as she starts to scrunch her nose.

“You’re disgusting,” she says as she types her caption, ‘@ the people who think it’s cute to hit on my bf’

“To show you’re mine,” he explains. She rolls her eyes.

She watches it back and sighs. “This is lame.”

“Completely,” Sirius agrees and she turns around to scoff at him. She sighs and goes to delete the video, but Sirius cuts her off.

“Nuh uh,” he tsks, “you’re allowed to be lame, you already have me.”

She’s not sure how to react or what to say. She turns her head to look at him, trying to read what is going on in his mind. He has a cheeky grin on his face and his hand is resting over hers from when he tried to stop her from deleting the video.

“So you want me to embarrass myself on tik tok?” She asks.

“Well you’re famous, so nothing you do is embarrassing,” he shrugs.

And maybe, she’s a little tired, and maybe, she really wants to post it. So she shrugs back and posts it.

The video doesn’t do as well as her first one. It stll gets 700k+ views and a good 300k+ likes, and another 100k+ comments because people have a lot to say apparently. But Sirius makes her promise not to read them, which, she eventually does anywhere and quickly apparates to Sirius because it made her upset.

“What did I tell you, princess?” He chided.

“Not to read them,” she pouts.

“And what did you do?” He raises an eyebrow at her.

“Read them.” And she buries her head in his chest as his arms wrap around her. He takes her out to get a chocolate treat and she’s happy within thirty minutes.

She then, tries her ‘that girl’ aesthetic videos which don’t do as well. They get like 100k+ views, 50k likes, but still like 100k+ comments because people keep asking where Sirius is.

‘followed you for our boyfriend and you wont even share him with him:/’

‘where is your bf? 😤’

‘respectfully, no one cares what you ate for breakfast today, show us the bf’

‘babes, i need to know our bf is doing okay, pls’

‘more bf content !!’

She eventually posts more videos with Sirius, but I will make a part 2 for that :) 

#sirius black #sirius black holidate #sirius black imagine #sirius black blurb #sirius black fluff #sb #sbb #sbf #holidate extras

[fruitybashir]

okay but about those epilogues tho--

#not done with this yet dw its gonna be a bit more than just 1k but if youre sad about no holidate tomorrow #just know that the next bits are already in the works 🫶🏻 #rambles #this is half of what was supposed to be in holidate but i couldnt fit it into the story + half what wouldve been extra epilogue as well bc #kris wouldnt be involved in the scene #so like. youre getting a bit more kris pov and then uhhhh well im actually not saying yet if nace or jan bc ill be honest i havent made #up my mind about it yet hahaha

[lavendermunson]

˖ ⠀🎄 ݁ . leia’s christmas tree farm!

happy holidays to everyone! i wish you all so much happiness and love. i’m a pretty big fan of this month because i get to celebrate it big and i want you to join the party

i put together a list of prompts that will help me to make a blurb for either eddie or steve, there’s 13 of them because it’s my lucky number and tay’s so at the end you will have 13 blurbs from me before christmas!

the prompts:

Gingerbread eddie munson

Christmas lights steve harrington

Cards eddie munson

Ribbon steve harrington

Candles eddie munson

Gifts steve harrington

Angel steve and eddie

Red velvet steve harrington

Snow steve harrington

Scarf eddie munson

Bells eddie munson

Christmas tree eddie munson NEW!

Mistletoe steve harrington NEW!

stand alone:

i want you, bless my soul eddie munson

each one of them will have their content warnings

˖ ⠀🎅🏻 ݁ . but hey, it doesn’t end here. you can also request a gift from santa!!

send the magic word jingle bell + the name of the character + the theme or an au/song/movie for a moodboard. specify nsfw or fluff.

songs by: taylor swift, lana del rey, sabrina carpenter, artic monkeys or any christmas song.

movies: christmas [ love actually, the holiday, while you were sleeping, holidate, something from tiffany’s, last christmas, christmas land, christmas prince, let it snow] some romcoms [ 27 dresses, how to lose a man in ten days, laws of attraction, 10 things i hate about you, she is all that, the proposal, love actually, when harry met sally, 13 going on 30, pretty woman, nothing hill, cinderella story, pretty woman, made of honor, confessions of a shopaholic, nothing hill, princess diaries, love at first sight, the other zoey]

send the magic word candy cane + name of the character + the prompt for a blurb * as an extra you can add an au of your choosing. specify nsfw, smut, fluff, angst.

list of prompts for this event:

gift giving prompts

mistletoe adventures

scenarios + dialogues

au’s: rockstar!au, dad!au, mechanic!au, older!au, bestfriend!au, roommate!au, coworker!au, barista!au, baker!au, daddy!au, fwb!au – rockstar!reader, singer!reader, shy!reader, bookworm!reader, girly!reader.

please check my good ol’ request guidelines just in case

requests are closed!!

if you’d like to reblog this for boost i’ll appreciate, this is my first event i hope you have fun!!!! thank you for all the support 🩵🎄

dividers by @saradika

#leia writes ⊹ ꒱ #leia’s christmas tree farm #christmas writing challenge #christmas event #writing event #steve harrington x female!reader #steve harrington x fem!reader #steve harrington x y/n #steve harrington x you #steve harrington imagine #eddie munson x female!reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson imagine

[jbarneswilson]

fic pride weekend midweek

thank you so very much, @eusuntgratie, for tagging me!

Rules: Post your favourite line or passage from as many of your published works as you’d like. Let yourself feel proud of your creations! Tag as many people as you post snippets, so your fellow fic friends can be proud, too.

hope on the horizon

She turns and gives [Bucky] a quick salute then continues on her way. Once she’s behind the count, Nat catches Sarah’s eye. Holding her hands about twelve inches apart, she mouths to Sarah, He has a huge dick!

Sarah laughs as she pulls a coffee stirrer out of the little caddy on the table and calls out, “Yes, thank you for that information, Nat!”

not too tired

“If you broke my phone—” Sarah starts to say, raising up to look behind him.

He shoves her down and plants his hand on her back to keep her there. “Then I’ll buy you a new one. Now shut up and take this dick.”

brighter than ever

… Their fingers brush when he grabs the bucket and he feels the same sizzle he always does; the ricochet of lightning through his body that settles and hums under his skin whenever she’s around.

stevie’s mom has got it goin’ on

“You kiss your mother with that mouth?”

“Yeah, and I’m gonna kiss yours with it, too.”

Steve slowly turns his head, eyes wide and fierce with murderous intent. Bucky puts his hand up, trying to protest his innocence, but Steve balls up his fist and stalks toward him.

but keep your heart up

Bucky hums low in his throat, still in that space between awake and asleep. If he keeps his eyes closed long enough, he’ll drift straight back into sleep. Lulled by the softness of the morning and Sam’s warmth curled into his side. He frowns when he feels Sam roll away from him. The bed dips and the sheet slides down to his hips.

something to talk about

Bucky’s smile widens when he catches sight of the covered dish in her hands. “Hey, kid; whatcha got there?”

“Well, my momma said to tell you we had some extra blackberry cobbler layin’ around. But, really, she just made the one. And it’s for you.”

The Holidate

“She’d kill me and then where would you be? Without your best friend in the whole wide world, that’s where.”

Closing the cooler and lifting it by both handles, she gives him a look before heading toward her truck. “You’re my brother’s best friend. We are acquaintances at best.”

a perfect end to a perfect day

He smiles a little to himself as he looks out over the lake, ears catching the song of a far-off bird. Sarah’s body heat seeps into his right side and her heartbeat thumps gently in his ear, a counterpoint to the crickets in the grass. The scent of her, warm skin and lotion, fills his nostrils and he breathes deep, pulling her in.

a night for bad dreams

With deft skill borne from years of experience, Okoye quickly gets her youngest settled back in her own bed without waking her. She kisses Esihle’s forehead before making her way back to the living room.

Attuma sits up at her approach, scrubbing one had over his face, he reaches for her with the other. He pulls her in to stand between his legs and asks, “Time ‘s it?” around a small yawn.

across the ocean blue

K’uk’ulkan sighs happily as he strolls toward the town center, food stalls giving way first to the fabric weavers then to the armorers and vibranium forgers. Attuma follows a few paces behind, eyes drawn to the showers of sparks as new spears and axes are shaped from raw vibranium. His left hand aches with yearning for the familiar weight of smooth metal.

He passes forge after forge, sees spear upon spear and ax after ax being stockpiled, and feels anticipation flutter in his chest. His people are preparing for war. Soon, he will be called upon, his altar overflowing with the choicest offerings, smoke from fresh candles mingling with the finest incense… And he will be glad to answer their prayers, to give their warriors strength and speed and courage against their enemy.

the calm before the storm

Taking a fortifying breath and blowing it out, [Attuma] goes first to the children’s room. He smooths the frown from Itzel’s sleeping face, unsurprised to see that even in her dreams she remains serious. Next, he gathers Khanyiswa’s discarded blankets from the floor and tucks her back in, as he has many a night. Coming upon the third bed, he smiles softly at the sight of little Esihle and Chimalmat curled together like kittens.

i tag: @jemgirl86 @dasphinxone @xoxoviva @siancore @spinachgarden @princess-of-gondor @jadedjotun and anyone else who sees this and would like to share!

#long post #tag games #writing tag #sarahbucky #sarah wilson #bucky barnes #sarah wilson x bucky barnes #tfatws #sambucky #sam wilson x bucky barnes #attoye #attuma x okoye #black panther wakanda forever

[calmasyoghurt]

I'm about half way through my train journey home from jokerborg. Last night was really good and as promised I'll share some really grainy pictures I took. Under the cut because there's stuff to unpack.

First of: Ola/OlikaHansen

Their songs where so good and I'm really happy I got to see them live. I think they said in their application video that they might release some music this year which is just !!.

Next up, the head pieces. We got princess Kris

Teletubbie Jan (sorry for the extra shity quality on this one)

And of course Nace's head being eaten by a shark

Right after demoni Bojan asked if we had released our demons, then asked the same to Nace directly. I think Nace signaled that he had, so then Bojan said smth like "great, for that you get whatever this is supposed to be" and put that hat on Nace's head before saying he looked gorgeous. Nace walked up to the mic and was like "do I?". Of course you do Nacko.

Then I took this pic of Kris and Nace staring at each other

Then we have princess PiJano and Bojan during Metulji

And last up, all of them exept Jure because Nace stood in the way

That's pretty much all the ones I have, now I'm going to go read the new chapter of The Holidate fic

#joker out #jan peteh #nace jordan #kris guštin #bojan cvjetićanin #jure maček #My brain is to muddy to think of tags to tag

[fuck-customers]

I wish there was a way I could convince my boss to get on board with the idea of a suggestion box, so that all of us employees could anonymously write suggestions for how to improve the store + things we'd like that might make us more productive, feel more appreciated, etc. But there's no way for me to bring it up without making it seem like the reason for the box is because she's such a fuckup as a manager. (Because that is the real reason lmao) She's also the type who would read a legitimate constructive criticism and scoff and wave it off as us asking for something extremely unreasonable or make up some bullshit about how xyz can't be done to improve the store because there's not enough hours, or crew, or money in the budget, whatever. I can actually picture her doing that.

The past few days I've been obsessed with this idea (mostly because I had a nightmare shift that would've easily been avoided had she done her job and managed correctly and assigned people to do the setup work beforehand) but I can't think of a way to get her on board. I've considered just making a box myself and putting it in the breakroom with some pens and paper scraps, but I predict it wouldn't even be a full day before she tosses it out.

So, just to get some off my chest, I'm going to put some of the suggestions I WOULD'VE written here.

•Either bring back the stocking crew that came in at 5:00 a.m. before the store opened or schedule extra people on delivery days to stay in the stockroom and unbox all products and sort them by department/aisle BEFORE putting product out on the sales floor.

(This one is a direct reference to the stocking shift I recently had that was a nightmare because none of the stock had been pre-sorted by department, which was done in the past by the stocking crew, so we had to open boxes and sort them on the sales floor while simultaneously stocking items, while the store was open and we were constantly interrupted by customers. This made stocking take at least double, if not triple the time it would've taken. That delivery was a week ago, and the boxes are STILL sitting on the sales floor, half-stocked)

•While stocking, have each employee price tag each individual item, as our stock does not arrive pre-tagged, so that customers are not confused about the prices, since upper management removed the store scanners.

•Assign the ASM or a lead to exclusively do the schedule so that the schedule is regularly posted the 3 weeks out, as required, not 3 days out.

•Assign a lead or promote a non-management employee to be a trainer to correctly train the new hires.

(As of right now, new hires are hired and then basically thrown on the floor and told to figure it out and fend for themselves, obviously leading to many mistakes that need to be unfucked by the rest of the crew, they'll ask other employees for help, but most of those employees were "trained" in the same method, so they'll show the new hires the wrong way, the blind leading the blind, essentially)

•Schedule more than 1 person per department, this way there is adequate coverage in the event of a rush, plus in downtime, one employee can assist customers while the other does go-backs/recovery and makes the department look neat and presentable.

(The store looks like a tornado hit it currently) (I also know this one is probably a union-busting thing, but honestly? Remember KM@rts and how messy they always looked? My store makes KM@rt look like a model store)

•Do some morale boosters. Every employee in the store looks like they're in prison. (We kinda are) We literally got an online review (that SHE HERSELF PRINTED OUT) that stated that we all looked miserable and looked like we needed a moral boost. We desperately do. The real solution would be better pay and hours, but we know you, the SM don't have that much control over that. You could do small things, though. The previous ASM would regularly bring in snacks for the breakroom for us, would regularly have potlucks on holidays that brought us all together, she would also make sure to regularly tell each of us that we were appreciated and would recognize our hard work. Even if it was bs, it still raised morale.

ANYWAY, thank you for letting me rant. ✨️🙌

P.S. I know obviously none of you know my boss, since I'm anonymous and didn't specify where I work (for obvious reasons) but do any of you think the suggestions box thing has even a slim chance of working? In my head, I wasn't going to tell her it was my idea or ask permission, I was just going to set up the box in the breakroom and throw in a few of my own suggestions and see if any of my coworkers add their own. Because I felt if I asked permission or told my boss my idea, she'd take offense that I was indirectly calling her a fuckup (she is) and undermining her authority or some bullshit like that. Or do you guys think if I just do it without telling anyone, she might be curious and at least look at a few suggestions? Or should I ask her to set one up? I really don't think that would go well, personally.

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[bellysoupset]

Here’s a fluffy one:

Maybe one night Leo’s stitches are really bothering him and he’s super grumpy, and Jon can’t help but be so amused by Leo’s pouty news and they just cuddle and watch tv and crap. I don’t even know, this is just some cut idea that popped into my brain.

Just a little drabble for the people who asked for some fluffy Leo&Jon!

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"Life sucks and everything hurts," Leo declared, causing Jonah to roll his eyes from where he was, sitting by the dining table they never used and surrounded by books, notebooks, various pens and highlighters.

"Oh yeah?" he said, not looking up from his essay. Graduation was so close he could almost smell it... And his stress levels were off the charts. He needed all the time of studying he could get.

"Yeah," Leo groaned, walking up behind him and pressing his chin to the top of Jonah's head, "stop studying, come cuddle with me."

"I can't, I really gotta finish this," Jonah circled up a word, not that it meant anything, just to show Leo that he wasn't doodling around the page but actually doing something.

"No, you don't need a job. I'm a lawyer, you can be my trophy husband," his boyfriend said and he could hear the pout in his voice, "I won't even make you do housework, just stand there and be pretty."

Jonah snorted, leaning back on the chair and tipping his head back, so he could get a look at him from upside down, "I really can't, Leo, I'm sorry..."

"You hate me," Leo grumbled, pulling back and stomping back to the couch, something he regretted doing since the heavy stepping pulled on his stitches. He reached down with a pained groan and grabbed JD from the ground, where she was happily playing with her wiggly fake mouse, snatching her up so he could cuddle her.

The kitten let out an indignant meow at being held to his chest like a baby and Jonah chuckled at the cry for help, turning his attention back to work.

They sat in silence for the longest time, Leo watching TV on a low volume and petting JD, while Jonah continued to work through his references and outlining his conclusion.

He was so sucked in the work, that he barely realized dinner time had come until Leo pressed a kiss to his temple, startling him.

"Yes?"

"I got us both soup," Leo kissed the side of his head again, "save your document."

"I really can't-"

"Save it."

Hurriedly, realizing Leo's hand was already on the top of his laptop, Jonah pressed ctrl+s, just in time for his boyfriend to shut the device and tug on his chair.

"Come have dinner with me."

JD was sniffing the two deep blue cardboard boxes, her little triangular nose all but touching the corner of one before she tried taking a little bite out of it, causing Jonah to let out a huff and pick her up.

"That's not for little kitties," he scoffed, kissing her between her ears and walking to the kitchen area to get them both metal spoons as well as serve her dinner.

Leo collapsed on the couch with a groan, unboxing the soup, "I still think this packaging is just wasteful," he complained, removing the plastic lid of the mini container that came inside each blue box. Each box came with a bowl of soup in hard plastic, that could later be removed from the cardboard and saved, as well as holes for all the extras, such as cheese and herbs.

"You ordered from my favorite place," Jonah opened a big smile, "is it my birthday and I forgot?"

"Nope," Leo rolled his eyes, passing him his own box, "I just wanted us to cuddle and have a nice night in. Besides, it's freezing and the temperatures are supposed to drop even more tonight, so I guess we can have soup for dinner.'

Jonah sat down next to him, glancing at the balcony, where sure enough he could already see a couple flakes of white snow twirling in the wind, "great," he sighed, moving so Leo could rest against him.

They chatted about anything and everything. Leo had a string of things to bitch about, much to Jon's amusement, complaining from the office work hours, to the fact that it shut down during holiday season, to the spices used in his soup, the weather, his stitches-

"Your stitches?" Jonah interrupted, fishing the noddles at the bottom of his soup, "what about your stitches, baby?"

"They're just itchy and uncomfortable and everything tugs at them and- Hey! What are you doing?! Leo yelped, as Jon reached in and tugged his shirt up to look at the stitches.

"They don't look inflamed, but they're a little pink," Jonah squinted at, finishing up the soup and planting the empty container on their coffee table, pushing Leo's arms out of his way so he could inspect the stitches done. They weren't warm, nor were Leo's cheeks when he cupped his face.

Jonah met his boyfriend's annoyed frown, "are you done?" Leo scoffed, pushing his hands away, "the stitches are fine, I'm fine, I just..."

"You just?" Jon urged him to continue and Leo shrugged.

"Nothing," he turned slightly around so he could press his back to Jonah's chest, now that the food container was out of the way. Leo slid down, enough his head was planted over the other man's stomach and he let out a content noise, "your tummy is all gurgly."

"Peristalsis," Jonah scoffed, leaning back and running his fingers through Leo's hair, "why are you so upset today?"

"I'm not," he answered, "not anymore."

"Uhm," Jon curled a hair strand around his fingers, blushing before saying "we could switch and I could rub your stomach."

Leo frowned, raising his head, "my tummy is not upset. Really, Jon, I'm not si-"

"I know, I meant just... Just as a cuddling thing... Besides you probably need some pomade on those stitches any way."

Leo's pale face changed from healthy, milky white to beet red. He raised his eyebrows, "oh... That's actually.... That's very sweet."

Jonah grinned, getting up to grab the pomade, "I'm full of surprises."

"Yeah, like a piñata," Leo grumbled under his breath, causing Jon to give him the finger as he walked away. Leo let out a sigh, rubbing a hand over his face.

He wasn't being totally honest with Jon, he wasn't just upset because of the uncomfortable stitches or the fucked hours of his office or the fact his boyfriend wasn't giving him enough attention thanks to the approaching graduation... His terrible mood was actually mostly due to the fact it was the later half of November and the holidays were approaching.

Leo was pulled out of his sullen thoughts as Jonah cupped his face upside down, giving him a kiss and then bossing, "move."

They squirmed around on the couch that was a little too small for two big men, until Jonah managed to get on his side next to Leo, resting his cheek in his left hand, his elbow pressed to the cushions to hold his head up, while with the other hand he shoved Leo's shirt up.

"Do you want me to remove it?" Leo asked, amused. This wasn't out of character for Jonah, he was exactly the type to dot on people, he just hated being that much of a softie.

"No, keep it in my way so it can get all sticky and stained," Jonah sassed at him and Leo rolled his eyes, removing the shirt and shivering as he felt Jon plant a dollop of pomade on his belly and then break the little semi transparent pile of goop in the middle with his fingers, scooping up half to dutifully apply it to the stitches on Leo's side.

"It's cold," Leo whined and Jonah ignored him, making sure he didn't miss a single spot.

"There you go," Jonah smiled, before planting his palm over the remaining pomade and rubbing it around, "it'll be less scratchy through the night..."

He trailed off, slumping slightly to press his cheek to Leo's shoulder and continuing to rub his stomach, letting out a small yawn. Leo raised an eyebrow at the gratuitous touching, before sliding down slightly to get more comfortable and starting to toy with Jon's tight curls, wrapping them around his pinky.

The belly rub so soon after eating caused him to burp, but Jon didn't seem to mind, in fact he didn't seem to be paying any attention.

"What are you thinking?" Leo asked quietly, shivering as he felt his boyfriends fingers circle around his belly button and trace the little line of golden hair that disappeared inside his sweatpants.

"I'm thinking about graduation," Jonah mumbled, sounding sleepy, "and work."

"Of course you're thinking of work," Leo huffed, feeling Jon smile against his chest, "so? Wanna talk about it?"

"Nope," Jonah snuggled even closer, giving up on the tummy rub and draping an arm around him. JD climbed on the couch, feeling excluded from the activity and butted her head against his arm, before snuggling up on top of Leo too, receiving lazy pets as Jon seemed to be falling asleep.

"We really should move to the bed," Leo whispered, only to receive an annoyed huff in response, "remember you said this in six hours when you fall off the couch."

"Shut up," Jonah sighed, locking their legs together, "shush now."

Leo rolled his eyes, turning his face so he could press his cheek to the top of Jon's head and smiling as he could feel his boyfriend slump fully against him and JD start to purr.

#FLUFF #belly rubs #leo wagner #jonah banks #cuddling #leans closer to the mic: your honor i love them #mywriting

[justahopelessssromantic]

You Make it Feel Like Christmas

Here's my contribution to @notroosterbradshaw #hello december playlist challenge ispired by the song You Make it Feel Like Christmas by Gwen Stefani. This is just pure fluff Christmas fun. I'm so thankful I was able to come out of a little writers block and get this done! I hope you all enjoy 💖 Merry Christmas to everyone who celebrates!

Pairing: Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x FemReader

Warnings: Pure Christmas Fluff

I want to thank the storm that brought the snow

The view outside the large picturesque window of the Seresin family cabin looked as if the place sat in the middle of a snow globe that had just been forcefully shaken. The flakes falling were beautiful, fluffy things falling down magically as if specially just for you.

Jake watched you from the living room sofa. Your face was so in awe of the winter wonderland before you. You couldn't look away. He however couldn't take his eyes off of you. Jake had been so in awe of you since that first day together after your deal. It was like a switch had been flipped for him from just friends to something more.

What brought you to Jake's family cabin started as an agreement between the two of you just mere months before at the Hardeck. What was supposed to be an effortless plan now turned into something much more for Jake. The deal was simple: both of you were single this year, him more miserably so than he'd care to admit after his latest breakup, and together would spend the holiday season as a pair this year so you wouldn't have to do any of the events of the season alone. Sort of like a Holidate is how you explained it to him from a movie you had seen on Netflix. You gave him the rundown on the rules and it sounded foolproof enough. Instead of spending the holiday alone you'd be each other's dates. No strings attached. Simple, right?

You then made him come over to your place and watch it with you so he'd grasp the rules of the arrangement better. If you were one thing it was thorough. He ended up enjoying the movie a lot but he wasn't going to let you know that.

"So after all this is over we're going to profess our love for one another?" He had asked. "What about the no strings attached part?"

"Well obviously that part we just disregard. It's just a movie, Jake." You waved him off with a hand. "Plus there is no chance in hell that I would ever fall for you."

Jake chuckled, settling deeper into his spot on your sofa. "Well good because I wouldn't fall for you either and I'd hate for things to get awkward after I'd have to let you down gently."

"Great, then it sounds like we have a deal."

But as the days went by with him spending more and more time with you he had fallen and fallen hard. And now there were all sorts of messy tangled strings everywhere and he had no idea how he was going to untangle the mess he had made.

Sweet gingerbread made with molasses

My heart skipped and I reacted

First on the agenda was your family's annual Christmas party where you'd exchange gifts and cookies over a delicious meal your grandma would make. So in preparation the two of you had to make two different kinds of cookies, four dozen each plus of course extras to give to the rest of the team.

You had your recipe book out reading the ingredients off to Jake as he set out everything that was needed for the sweet treats. The two of you would take turns reading the instructions while the other did the work until you had the dough perfectly set up.

You began rolling the dough into perfect little balls as you recited Elf, which you had turned on to watch as you baked, word for word. Jake of course made fun of you for it but you paid him no mind.

"The best way to spread Christmas cheer is singing loud for all to hear." You reminded him before joining along with Buddy the Elf. "I'm in a store and I'm singing" You belted out with him before receiving a face full of flour leaving you speechless.

"I'm so sorry," Jake did his best to keep his laughs in but it just wasn't working, "but I just had to stop that atrocity somehow."

You stared at him unblinking for what felt like forever. Jake began to sweat a little thinking his little prank had severely backfired and he'd be facing your full rage any moment now.

You raised your hand and he was preparing for a slap when smack there was the cold crack before the gooey contents of the egg you had snuck into your hand were now sliding down the side of his face.

"Oh it's on now."

Maybe ten minutes later the two of you sat on the kitchen floor amongst your mess exhausted from the food fight and laughter. Jake pulled a piece of shell out of his hair. "Lucky for me I heard raw egg is eggcelent for your hair."

You rolled your eyes at him. "You did not seriously just say eggcelent." You snorted with your laughter.

It was then that his heart skipped a beat.

Thought I was done for, thought that love had died

But you came along, I swear you saved my life

The drive up to the Seresin family cabin was a quiet one. Jake was too lost in his own thoughts while you slept peacefully in the passenger seat of his truck. He didn't know what he was going to do. He didn't want to ruin the incredible friendship he had with you.

He wasn't expecting to fall in love. He didn't think he'd feel it again after the last heartbreak but man he couldn't be happier or more terrified.

He decided he was going to tell you even if it didn't turn out as he had hoped. He just had to make sure you knew how he felt and that you saved his life.

Now it was the night before Christmas. You had just finished helping Jake and his mother clean up after dinner. You told her to go relax and you would handle the rest which Jake stayed behind to help you out. It was rather peaceful as he washed and you dried in harmonious silence. You had come to love his presence. It just felt natural at this point.

You finished up and both headed out to join everyone out on the deck for some hot cocoa under the stars. Everyone was staring at the two of you now where you had stopped.

"Look who is under the mistletoe!" Jake's mother pointed out to the two of you.

You looked up and sure enough someone had planted the mistletoe right where the two of you stood.

"You know what that means…" She encouraged the two of you. She was most certainly your biggest fan.

Put on the spot you didn't really feel like you had much choice here. Not that you really minded. You turned to Jake who was staring at you now trying to read his reaction to your predicament.

Now was his chance to say something. He opened his mouth to speak and suddenly all the words were stuck. He couldn't even get one word out. He was certain he looked like an idiot standing there. It felt like that moment was never ending, the two of you stuck frozen in time just staring at one another.

You decided to take charge making the first move. "Are you going to just stand there staring at me Jake or are you going to close the pretty little mouth of yours and kiss me already?"

You caught him off guard but thankfully he recovered quickly. You didn't have to tell him twice.

He swept you up in what most certainly could be described as the best kiss you had ever experienced simply taking your breath away before you parted.

His family's cheering was muffled around you. All your focus was on him who was grinning like an idiot mirroring your own expression as you held each other there.

"So much for never falling for me." He gloated.

"Oh shut up, you fell for me first."

I never thought I'd find a love like this

But I found forever in that very first kiss

✨You make it feel like Christmas✨

#hello december playlist challenge #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin x you #jake hangman seresin

[plaidbooks]

Deadline Stress

A/N: Hello! This is a Baldwin x writer!reader that @witches-unruly-heart requested! This also covers the Home for the Holidays square in @storiesofsvu bingo! I hope you all enjoy!

Note: Reader is a human and does not yet know Baldwin is a vampire (this may be explored if I do a second part).

Tags: none

Fandom: A Discovery of Witches

"Ugggghhh!" you yelled, throwing your hands up and leaning back in your chair dramatically.

Baldwin watched you in silence, eyes narrowing as he sensed your blood pressure rising.

But you were already leaning forward again, typing away incessantly. It wasn't until you angrily pushed your laptop away that he finally came over to you.

"Why don't you take a break, darling?" he asked gently.

You didn't even look at him, just snatched your laptop again, sliding it back over to yourself. "I don't have time. Deadlines."

Baldwin held in his sigh. "You're off work until the new year. You finally have time to be home and relaxing. But instead you're pissing yourself off with work."

You whipped around to glare at him and hated that he didn't even flinch. "I have exactly ten days off--ten days in which to get this writing done without my other job draining me!" You huffed, "now, if you're only going to distract me, you can go sit in the other room."

He stood there as you continued typing, then backspacing the last line you wrote, then letting out a frustrated curse.

"You're in my space," you grunted, looking for any reason your muse had disappeared.

But instead of being upset, Baldwin just leaned over your shoulder and closed your laptop.

"My work!" you yelled, reaching to open it back up, but he held the laptop out of your reach.

"You had autosave on, darling; it's all there still," he said calmly.

You were so mad, you could punch him. "Give. It. Back."

"Only after you go with me on a walk."

"Argh!" you screamed, standing from your chair and pacing angrily. "I don't have time for this, Baldwin!"

He was so damn calm, and it did nothing to stop the anger flowing in your veins. But deep down, you knew you weren't angry at him; it was this damned paper you were trying to write.

"You have 20 minutes to go for a walk with me," he replied before adding, "trust me; the fresh air will do you some good."

You threw your arms in the air, rolling your eyes. "Fine! I'll go for a stupid walk with you. Let me go get a jacket since it's cold as balls outside."

~~~~~~~~~~

Baldwin's gloved hand was in yours, arms swinging gently as you walked through the park. At first, you held onto your anger like an extra coat, letting it protect you from the reality outside.

But as you walked with him, you slowly became less angry. You took in a few deep breaths, letting the crisp, fresh air punch your lungs almost painfully.

You took in the yellow and orange leaves still littering the ground; they'd be covered in snow soon enough. A bright cardinal landed in a bare tree and chirped happily. Families walked around, happy to be together and home for the holidays.

And finally, you smiled, happy to have Baldwin in your life, holding your hand and being so patient with you and your budding writing career.

Your main job was only a way to pay the bills, but it wasn't where your passions lay. Your real dream was to be a writer; you just didn't have the time nor the energy to devote yourself to it.

And Baldwin understood that. It's what first drew you to him; he was a breath of fresh air in your monotonous life. At first, it was just a one night stand. But that first taste of him made you starving, and only he could sate your hunger.

Likewise, it seemed he couldn't stay away from you, either. You went from a one night stand to fuck buddies to eventually dating. Now? You lived together, though he worked almost all hours of the day and you were busy, too.

This holiday vacation, while time for you to hit some upcoming deadlines, was supposed to be a chance to spend time with Baldwin again. Though he was still working through the holidays, most of his work could be done via email, so he was at least home.

"You're thinking awfully loud," Baldwin said, breaking you from your thoughts. "What's going on in that head of yours?"

You smiled shyly up at him. "I'm just thinking about how I haven't been present with you during this little holiday. And that I'm sorry for that; I've been putting writing ahead of you."

"Writing is your passion, darling, I know that." You opened your mouth to argue, but he continued, "I'm not upset that you're using your time to write. But I get upset when you are, especially when you're just running yourself into a wall and I can't help."

"This walk helped," you tried, squeezing his hand.

He squeezed you back. "It's the only way I know how to help you. Sometimes, it's a good thing to take a break, help your brain relax. But you need to let me do that."

You nodded. "You're right. I'm sorry I snapped at you."

Baldwin stopped you with a gentle tug of his hand. He turned you to face him before leaning in to kiss you. His lips and nose were cold against yours, but you didn't care; something about Baldwin's sweet kisses made your brain short circuit.

When he finally pulled away from you, you had a dopey smile on your face.

"Apology accepted. Now, let's get you home and warm. You can bounce ideas off me," he said, pulling you back the way you'd come, back towards home.

#baldwin montclair x reader #adow #a discovery of witches #fanfic #my writing #storiesofsvuholidaybingo2023 #wow this got long #whoops

[danpuff-ao3]

🌻 About Me 🌷

Hello, friends! I'm Danni (she/her), also known as danpuff (HP), danvers (Marvel), and danniperson (ye olden days.) I'm 30 years old, have basically been part of the Harry Potter fandom my whole life, and Snarry has been my OTP for way too long. Aside from my beloved Snarry, I also really love rare pairs (especially Draco/practically anyone) and femslash. I'm an avid reader, a chaotic writer, and enthusiastic cheerleader!

Fandom means a lot to me and I do my best to contribute to that not only by sharing my own stories, but also by reading a lot and commenting as often as I can! I also like to share the stories I enjoy here on Tumblr as fic recs, to not only give them extra love myself, but hopefully bring them extra love from others, as well!

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[untethereddreams]

2022 A Year In Review!

Tagged by @nectargrapes​ :) I’m gonna be guessimating for a bunch of these since adhd makes a month ago and two years ago look the same but here goes!

Top 5 Movies you saw this year:

1. Glass Onion (highly entertaining, I just watched it last night)

2. Fear Street trilogy

3. The Babysitter: Killer Queen

4. Parasite (movie)

5. Holidate

6. Choose or Die

7. A Classic Horror Story

Top 5 TV Shows you watched this year:

1. Who Rules the World

2. Bee and Puppycat: Lost in Space

3. Dorohedoro

4. Parasite (anime)

5. Wednesday (had criticisms but overall a fun show)

Top 5 songs of 2022 (newly discovered):

1. One Headlight by the Wallflowers

2. No Plan by Hozier

3. It's So Easy by Guns N' Roses (VERY nsfw and rude so be warned)

4. Have You Ever Heard the Rain by CCR

5.

Top 5 albums/artists:

1. Hozier

2. AFI

3. P!atD

4. Aerosmith

5.

I really haven't listened to much music this year and what I did listen to were mostly old favourites. I tried to make up for it with extras in some other categories

Top 5 books you read this year (or fanfics, or articles, or anything!)

1. The Hands of the Emperor (reread this 5 times in a row)

2. the Riddlemaster series

3. Hench

4. Lesser Known Monsters of the 21st Century

5. Death-Head's Deal by @niuniente

6. The Refrigerator Monologues

7. The Power of Habit

Top 5 TV/Movie/Book characters of 2022:

1. Kip Mdang from the Hands of the Emperor

2. Benoit Blanc from Glass Onion

3. Helen and Andi from Glass Onion

4. Pretty Polly from The Refrigerator Monologues

5. The Guide from the Mistholme Museum of Mystery, Morbidity, and Mortality

Top 5 Podcasts you listened to:

1. Mistholme Museum of Mystery, Morbidity, and Mortality

2. The Magnus Archives

3. Penumbra Podcast

4. Old Gods of the Appalachia

5. Defunctland (counting this as a podcast since I basically only listened to the videos anyway

5 positive things that happened in 2022, no matter how small!:

1. I graduated from uni with a degree in English Creative Writing! It’s a big deal since I dropped out of my first program (neuroscience) and it took me five years to even start thinking of going back

2. I finished a wire tree commission for a friend and the recipient was super happy with it! Pic below (It’s meant to be mounted on a wall which is why it’s flat on my floor)

3. I wrote over 35000 words on my main wip, all by hand since that’s the only way to beat the deathgrip the internet has on my adhd

4. Moved back in with my partner

5. Made a badass shawl for a good friend of mine and gave it to her when she came to visit.

Tagging @ryns-ramblings​ @eqqautor​ @moondust-bard​ @songsofloke​

#tag games #2022 year in review #took me a while to try and remember things cuz adhd

[roonilwazlibimagines]

s.b Holidate extras - sirius loves her

Pairing: Sirius Black x Female Reader (holidate reader) Word Count: 4k Synopsis: just a little insight into Sirius' feelings over the years <3 i really want to rewrite holidate from his perspective but if it happened it would be an end of year/next year thing, but also i am in the mood to write, I still have my cedric fic that i need to upload and i am self indulging myself with a regululs fic because respectfully i'm only an active writer when i'm at my worst mentally <3 but idk if i'll upload it because it is very self indulgency but i can be convinced

Masterlist | Holidate Masterlist

★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★

Sirius Black was sure that his mother had been trying to set him up with her since the day she was born. 

He wasn’t sure because he couldn’t remember, but he was willing to place a very hefty bet that from the moment his mother first saw her, she had began praising her beauty and he was sure that she hadn’t stopped since. 

He had vague memories when he was a baby of his mother cooing at her and rambling on about how gorgeous she was. Sure, Sirius was barely a year a old, but he swears that his mother would do it so often, that the memory was ingrained in his mind at such a young age. 

Because that was all he would hear. 

‘Don’t you think she’s just adorable?’

‘She’s just so stunning.’ 

‘She’s the prettiest little girl I’ve ever seen.’ 

So maybe, when Sirius was a few years older and could actually speak and form his own thoughts, his mothers constant pestering about her beauty had managed to seep into his mind. Sirius was still too young to be interested in girls, but he knew that beautiful meant something nice to look at, and she was nice to look at. 

She always had nice dresses on, her hair always combed to perfection - even as a young girl - and she had a cheeky smile that his mother used to say would one day get her in trouble. 

Sirius didn’t understand. There were many things he did that she said would get him in trouble one day. When he spoke back: ‘That mouth of yours is going to get you into trouble one day, Sirius Orion Black.’ When he grumbled and moaned about going to all the fancy events: ‘That attitude of yours is going to get you into trouble one day, Sirius Orion Black.’ But when she said it about her it sounded different and this annoyed Sirius. ‘Oh my,’ she had exclaimed when they were barely six years old, ‘that smile of yours is going to get you into trouble one day.’ She even laughed, ‘don’t know how anyone could ever say no to you.’ 

But even when Sirius was a tiny bit older and he had a very vague understanding that girls could be pretty, he still thought she was pretty. Even if he still wasn’t sure how much of this thought was his mother’s doing.

She was his friend, of course he found her pretty. She was always shy at first, but Sirius knew how to get her talking and as soon as she started giggling at his idiotic ways, he couldn’t help but laugh with her, even if he didn’t really find it funny. 

She was gentle and kind to him when not everyone in that society was, and Sirius began to understand that beautiful didn’t just have to mean something nice to look at. 

And when Sirius was a little bit older still, a year or two before he would be off to Hogwarts, he had a pretty good feeling that even if his mother hadn’t been constantly nagging him about her beauty since the moment he was born, he would still find her pretty.

He wasn’t sure what it was. There were other girls in their society, close to his age, but he didn’t think they were pretty like he thought she was pretty. Sure, they dressed nice and there was never a hair out of place, just like her. 

But there was something missing. 

Sirius didn’t think about it too much, she was his friend and that was all. 

Even at this age he knew that he was a black sheep in his familiy and in this society and he knew that none of his thoughts or beliefs aligned with those of the people around him and he had a sneaky suspicion that this had impacted who he found pretty. 

Which, he knew, didn’t make sense considering she was very much a part of that society, but he was still a child. It wasn’t a big deal. 

Until he got to Hogwarts. And even at eleven, the girls at Hogwarts were very much attracted to Sirius Black and Srius Black was never one to shy away from attention. And he thought they were pretty, he really did, but even if he would never have admitted it, he knew none of them compared to her. 

He thought she was pretty in a way that only an eleven year old could. She had a nice smile and Sirius liked the colour of her eyes. He preferred it when she wore her hair down and he liked when she wore red. But these were only fleeting thoughts that he never spent too long on.

And then came the day she stopped talking to Sirius and Sirius felt like absolute shit. She got angrier and meaner and had her glare always been this icy? She had glared at him multiple of times throughout their childhood, but there was always a playful crease between her eyebrows that Sirius often found the urge to smooth out. 

Sirius was a little older now, and he thought that as her mean demeanour grew, his attraction to her would shrink.

It was probably why he never found anyone else in that society attractive. They were all assholes. She wasn’t. 

But it seemed his mother had really done a good job of ingraining her beauty into his mind because he couldn’t escape the thought. 

Not that he thought about it often, it would flicker into his mind late at night when he lay awake, trying to figure out why she stopped talking to him. And it would pass his thoughts when he saw her laughing with her friends, only for her face to turn cold as soon as she made eye contact with him. 

And then Sirius was old enough to be genuinely interested in girls and he got a girlfriend, and then another, and then another, and a few nights here and there as well. And he managed to keep her out of his mind for the most part of it. 

Of course, that was when she wasn’t rolling her eyes at him or telling him how pathetic he was. 

If he was beiing honest, which he didn’t really want to be, he was starting to see her in a new light. Because as much as he’d deny it if anyone asked, she really was gorgeous. 

She was effortlessly pretty and Sirius needed to know that she woke up looking like a mess because there was no way a person could be as perfect as her. 

She didn’t wear makeup at Hogwarts, but he thought that maybe she wore it when they had Common Room parties. But it didn’t make a difference to Sirius, because whether she had makeup on or not, her eyes still sparkled when she laughed and when she was talking about something she enjoyed her whole demeanour lit up. 

He had seen how she dressed outside of Hogwarts which was why he knew that she dressed much more casually at school. And maybe, every weekend Sirius would look over to her in the Great Hall to see if she was wearing that one pair of jeans that he especially loved. And now, Sirius thought he preferred when she tied her hair back because he liked the way the necklace she had been wearing since she was a child rested on her chest. That was all. 

He hoped that maybe her beauty would diminish as she continued to be cruel to him and Sirius would say that it did, but he knew deep down, that it didn’t. 

Unfortunately, Hogwarts wasn’t the end of it either. If he wanted any support from his parents, he still needed to show up to those stupid events that society held and it wasn’t until Christmas of the year they finished Hogwarts that Sirius realised he had been lying to himself for most of his life. 

She was wearing a red dress that hugged every curve on her body and these shoes that made her legs seem like they went on forever, and Sirius grabbed two champagne flutes from the server next to him and drank them both in one go. 

It wasn’t a new fact to Sirius that she was always well dressed, but she was no longer wearing the frilly, flowery dresses he now knew her mother dressed her in and Siriuis didn’t know what to do with himself. 

Of course, the day ended with a fight between the two of them. And, maybe, Sirius was the one who started it, but they were standing next to each other at the dessert table and he couldn’t really say, ‘hey, I really like this dress, it looks really good on you,’ after years of fighting, so instead he said, “Huh, I thought I’d never have to see you again after Hogwarts.”

That earned him an eyeroll and a scoff and a, “That makes two of us.” and a sarcastic smile to really seal the deal. 

So maybe, Sirius’ eyes had a mind of their own when she walked away, but the dress just fit her really well. And it was red. His favourite colour. 

And so he’d find joy in seeing what she would wear to these stupid events. Sirius was old enough now to admit it. She was pretty. Anyone with common sense would say the same thing. It was something you couldn’t deny. Not that this meant anything more though. 

And Siriuis didn’t deny it that night at that bar in Diagon Alley either. A place he never in a million years would have guessed he’d see her.

He couldn’t see what she was wearing because it was hidden from her coat, but he saw her jeans peaking out from the bottom and his mind wondered back to their Hogsmeade trips back at Hogwarts and he couldn’t help but smile as he watched her drink from her glass. 

Sirius should have known immediately that there was something wrong, there was no possible reason that she would be here unless it was an emergency. 

And then he remembered what his mother had said just a few hours ago. 

“Did you hear? She’s being married off to Tiberius Nott. Such a shame,” his mother sighed, “I always hoped you two would sort out your differences, but I can’t blame her for not wanting you.” She said, as if it wasn’t even an option that Sirius might not want her. “Such a shame, she’s too pretty for him.” 

And for once, Sirius agreed with his mother. She was too pretty for him. 

So Srius sat there and pretended like he didn’t want to tell her that Nott was punching above his weight. And he watched her walk into Malfoy Manor in another tight fitted red dress and Siriuis, once more, finished his champagne in one sip. 

And so, maybe, when he proposed his idea to fake date her, it came from a selfish place. But Sirius couldn’t help it. Really. 

She was standing outside, her body shivering from the cold, the shoes she was wearing making her legs look they went on forever and those stupid tight dresses she wore. It made him lose all rational thought and so really, he couldn’t be to blame. 

And then New Years Eve came and his stupid brother had to come in and ruin everything, even if at first he was glad for his brothers presence because just maybe he wanted an excuse to kiss her. He tried to convince himself he didn’t want to, he tried to tell himself that he saw her like a sister, but he knew it wasn’t true and in the end it didn’t even matter because she didn’t want to kiss him. 

Sirius didn’t know why this upset him so much. 

He had faced rejection plenty of times and it didn’t phase him, but for some reason a little hole opened in his chest when she said ‘Why would I want to kiss you?’ 

And then she went and got drunk and Sirius couldn’t lie. He was enjoying it. She was always harsh to him and he didn’t blame her, he could be just as mean back, but tonight, she was a little looser and Sirius didn’t know whether to be happy about having a semi normal conversation with her, or upset because there was no way he was going to be kissing her when she was this drunk and when she obviously didn’t want him to. 

No, he was happy because, really, he had no interest in kissing her. Really. 

And then they pulled off their fake kiss and Sirius pretended a jolt didn’t go through his body at the little noise of surprise that left her lips and he pretended he didn’t feel tingly where their foreheads met or on the palm of his hands. 

And then when they went home she just had to go and remind him that she didn’t actually like him. He thought they were getting somewhere normal, but he was wrong and he was a little grumpy. He wasn’t going to lie. 

And it was all so overwhelming that he forget to even think about that prank his brother had also generouosly brought up. So when he was lying in bed that night, his stomach turned itself into a knot because it had taken him almost ten years to figure out that she stopped talking to him immediately after that prank. 

And then Valentine’s Day came and she was suddenly in his room that he maybe spent an extra thirty minutes making sure was presentable. And maybe he knew what he was doing when he put on his grey sweatpants. 

He wasn’t sure whether or not to get her a present, but he wasn’t cruel. Besides, when he saw that outfit stuffed right at the back of the stupid muggle store he had went in with Remus, there was one person that came into his mind. 

Simply because he called her princess. That was all. Really. 

And he thought it was funny so he brought it over and laughed even if she was not impressed. But she was getting ready and he thought her dress was a little ridiculous and a little over the top, but it fit her nicely and his mind was still swirling with that prank from their second year so he stood beside her like a good boyfriend should and at the end of the day, he apologised. 

He was surprised when she agreed to come with him to St. Patrick’s Day, but he was grateful because he was telling the truth. He really didn’t want to hear about all the people his friends were telling him about, but he left out the part that it felt wrong. It felt like cheating. 

He didn’t want to get his frends involved in their fake dating scheme, but he’d rather that than trying to explain why he sudddenly, wasn’t interested in dating. 

And she came in this short green dress and Sirius suddenly became a fan of green. And it was lucky he had already had four cups of firewhiskey before she arrived, otherwise he might not have been able to tell her. 

And maybe that much alcohol was the reason that this was the night Sirius was finally honest with himself. 

It just popped into his head. 

I love her.

And he wanted to shake himself because he didn’t love her. But with her eyes sparkling as she thanked him and teased him about the last time they spoke about style he couldn’t help but hear his mother’s praise of her in his head. ‘She’s the prettiest girl I’ve seen.’

And when she was playing with Harry and he realised she was good with kids he wondered why this was a universal turn on because suddenly, he was picturing her with his kids and Sirius told himself to slow down. 

And then she was sitting in his leather jacket, in his arms, talking with his friends and the thought came back to Sirius. 

I love her. 

No. He didn’t. But he could love her. He thought.

When she wasn’t at his throat she wasn’t that bad. And so when she left Sirius tried to explain to her that he did actually enjoy her company so maybe she wouldn’t be so harsh with him, but then he fucked it up as he usually did. 

And, of course, he was beating himself up for it as soon as she left, but like she usually does, his mother just had to help break him down. 

‘You’ve been going out for a while now,’ she hummed. They’d had this conversaiton plenty of times before and it always ended with ‘Don’t ruin this, Sirius.’

‘She could ruin this too, you know?’ He would reply because he knew she could be mean if she wanted to, but this time he kept quiet, because he thought maybe he had ruined it. 

So Easter came and Sirius wasn’t entirely sure what his heart was doing when he saw her with Nott, but he knew it didn’t feel good. Sirius wasn’t one to feel insecure, but even he couldn’t lie and say that her and Nott didn’t look good together. 

Much better than what he probably looks with her. And then they spent that night together and Sirius was sure that something had changed and he hoped it was going in the direction he wanted it to go in. 

And maybe he wanted to hint at that when he asked her what she thought would have happened if he had been sorted into Slytherin. A question that had been bothering him since his first night at Hogwarts. 

He laid there with his eyes closed, but he was far from sleep and so when she suddenly stopped reading he opened one eye to see her eyes closed and the book fall flat on her chest. 

He smiled to himself. 

He wanted to stay like this. He wanted to lie next to her and pull the blanket closer to her but he knew that wasn’t a normal thing to do. So he slowly got up and wrote a note and left it with the book. 

And when he put the book on her nightstand he couldn’t help but take one last look at her. 

She really was the prettiest girl he had ever seen. 

And then Mother’s Day came and it seemed both of their mothers had done their best to ruin the day. And Sirius knew that she didn’t have a headache when she left and he knew he should have told her that his mother wanted her to come over, but how could he explain that that would make it too real? 

That seeing her get along with his mother did something weird to him that he couldn’t quite explain and thinking about marriage made his stomach do a flip because Sirius had spent his whole life being uninterested in marriage, but now, he couldn’t get it out of hs head. 

And then the Engagement came and Sirius had never felt so insecure. Why was she being so cruel? And why did he want to do nothing other than go and comfort her when she was crying and asking to break up? He was sure they were going in a good direction, but he suddenly felt like he was twelve years old all over again trying to imagine what could have possibly happened that made her stop talking to him. 

Then it was her birthday and Sirius was kicking himself because he had been preparing her present since Easter and it felt wrong not to give it to her. He wanted to give it to her on her actual birthday, but then he saw her with Nott and he saw that necklace on her that he had never seen before and suddenly the two books in his hand looked pathetic, so he hid it behind the corner of her house and tried to act like everything was normal when he came over and spoke to her. 

Sure, maybe it was weird for him to be doing this. But it was her birthday and he felt like shit and he still wasn’t sure what went wrong and maybe, he was going a little crazy because this was the second time she had done this to him and a part of him needed to know this wasn't his fault. 

And Father’s Day came. He had heard a rumour that Nott was going to propose. His mother had been telling one of the other mother’s about it and Sirius had heard when he went to get a glass of water in the kitchen even though his mother changed the topic mid sentence as soon as she saw him walk into the kitchen. 

She’ll say no. Was the first thought he had, but really, he couldn’t be sure. She just wanted that respectable and comfortable life that he, obviously, couldn’t provide. 

That was, untl, she was at his door, her makeup smudged and her bottom lip trembling as she recalled what had happened. And Sirius would be lying if he said he wasn’t happy to hear this. 

And then, they were centimetres away and Sirius wanted nothing more than to kiss her. They hadn’t spoken in almost a month and he was the first person she thought to come see seconds after she declined a marriage proposal, so Sirius didn’t think it unlikely that she wanted to kiss him too. But she was very fragile and if Sirius was gonig to do this, he was going to do this right. She deserved that. 

And he felt so confident in this choice until she hurriedly ran out and Sirius was ready to grovel to ensure she would forgive him for what he now understood was a mistake. 

So when Sirius was trying to figure out what to dress as for Halloween, he took a gamble and went as a prince, only for the gamble to pay off when he saw her come as a princess. And even with the frown tugging on her lips, he still thought she was the prettiest princess he had ever seen. 

And on his birthday when she finally became his princess, he suddenly felt infinitely lighter. Until he saw that picture of her in that princess outfiit he had provided her with. That one went straight into his drawer so only he would ever see that. 

 Sirius was never one to feel insecure, but if you were to tell him that he was punching above his weight with her, he wouldn’t disagree. She was the prettiest girl he had ever seen and he made sure that he told her that every single time he saw her, because he was sure he would die if he ever lost her again. 

And he couldn’t help but laugh when he took those photos off his mirror of the girls on the motorbikes because he was sure that they would stay there forever. But they got replaced and Sirius was reminded everyday of how lucky he was.

And when they were finally married and Sirius reailsed he probably should thank his mother. He was sure that without her constant nagging of her beauty, he still would have thought she was the prettiest girl he had ever seen, but maybe he would have needed a push into that direction. Because she was definitely out of hs league. 

And he realised she was right. That smile would get her in trouble. But it also got him in trouble, because his mother was right. How could anyone ever say no to her?

And Sirius finally got to wake up to her every morning and he wanted to tell his younger self that unfortunately, she was perfect, and even if in the morning she woke up with the short hairs that framed her face hanging in all directions, and even if she stll had sleep in her eyes and morning breath, she still was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. 

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So.

Bojan... Bojan. I feel so many things about him in this chapter your descriptions of his panic fucking broke me, they hit a tiny bit to close to home (this is supposed to be a compliment).

And Kris my dear dear Kris, constantly searching the issue in himself (mood lol) only to realise that he did nothing wrong and Bojan still left. Oufff

i will gladly take the compliment but you will also attend this weeks "had an anxiety spike reading the holidate" self help group. mandatory. heres your stamp card 📋 there will be snacks and hot beverages

#and oooffff kris dont even. dont even startt. i lowkey turned myself into a kris girlie* writing him which is 💀 #lets not even talk about that. #holidate kris is so special to me if anything bad ever happened to him i will kill everyone in this room and then myself #inbox #apfel07 #and yeah that part had to hit extra hard didnt it? thinking if he can find the issue he can fix it and its all going to be okay again only #to realise there is nothing that he can do to fix it. all he can do is let it happen ... #the desperation but also feeling so helpless .. yikes

[banschivs]

𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙵𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙽.

To start,  it's a well known fact that Nix loves holidays of any kind.  She's always zealous when it comes to decorating,  thinking through different activities for the girls to do,  and what often becomes an over-abundance of gifts.  Like a lot of things,  this all stems from her time spent in isolation as a child,  right the way through until she was twenty-seven — and even after that she was under Riktor's thrall,  and likely didn't even know what year it was let alone any notable dates.  What this separation from society as a whole caused was this expansion of her pent up energy that sort of burst the minute she finally became free.  As with anything Nix,  she's often awkward,  sloppy and sometimes thoughtless,  but it shows real happiness and enthusiasm.  She still has that childlike dreamstate in mind.

The festive season is no different,  except with Arthur a different way of doing it all has been introduced and implemented.  Despite this,  Nix still celebrates Christmas with the girls.  It's important to her to do so even if she doesn't herself know why.  The truth of it is,  as with so many things,  Nix is replicating a lot of what her mother did and how she behaved to a near perfect degree.  It's made extra spooky to anyone who knew Irene (so basically just Grant,  her dad)  because Nix has no idea she's implementing the exact same actions and methods into her own life.  The first example of this was her first time decorating Evelyn's bedroom,  before Lilac was even born:  the stars on Evie's ceiling that have also been brought over into the new house,  are the spitting image of the stars Nix doesn't remember having on her own ceiling as a child.  Just like her daughter,  too,  Irene did it all painstakingly by hand.

When it comes to Christmas it's much the same.  Each of the girls (Ivaylo too when he's stopped holding Nix hostage) have a stocking,  personally designed with their name on it.  While they sleep through Christmas Eve to Christmas day itself,  Nix 'hides' their stockings in their rooms for them to find come morning.  They're usually found,  say,  beneath the bed or tucked back in the closet,  and are full of small and thoughtful gifts Nix has likely collected through the majority of the year with Christmas morning in mind.  Her devotion is palpable in just the time spent and dedicated alone.  Presents are then unwrapped with some ferality.  It isn't religious and to some it's probably hardly important at all,  but It's a tradition she thinks she came up with,  and doesn't understand exactly why she's so attached to it.  It's because it was Irene's first,  and Nix used to spend Christmas morning on the hunt for her own little stocking.  Grant likely still has both hers and Wilder's,  either in storage or at the Degraves house.

There follows a further few traditions Nix doesn't know she remembers:  tree's decorated early,  the earlier the better in fact,  though she does rein herself in some given that Arthur isn't exactly for it,  and the colour scheme often changes each year,  which yes is a massive money pit,  but Nix earned it to spend so she will.  Chocolate chip or sweet pancakes also enters the mix in the morning.  She,  and Arthur if he wants to join in,  will make a relative banquet to basically gnaw on through the whole first half of the day — yet more Irene Degraves in the house.  As she's made them before and the family enjoyed them,  there's a good chance that Nix switches out the American-style pancake for Blini,  with sweet toppings of fruit and chocolate etc etc.

Given how different their approaches are the the holiday season,  and the entirely separate holiday of Svyatki that Arthur heads and quite clearly prefers,  Nix doesn't force his participation,  much as she'd love it.  That being said she does her best when Christmastide comes around after December 25th to be involved and with him,  even if she isn't Orthodox in the least.  It's for him.  She's still his partner in that,  and doesn't minimise or disregard his holiday.  She enjoys the creativity that stems from it,  though largely in the kitchen with him more decisively taking the lead.  While he was away from them last year at this time,  Nix headed both holidays for the girls for the very first time,  all on her own.  While her version of Svyatki was unlikely to be perfect given her lack of practice,  it did mean that their children didn't lose that part of their father and the shared culture.  She did her best and certainly didn't skimp.

So,  there are two holidays come the end of December in the Fleck house.  Their family is a blend of ideas and tradition,  whether or not Arthur would like it to be,  and Nix really quite loves to see the combination happen both ways.  It's important to her.  It's a little piece of identity for both of them.  She actually very much enjoys getting two holidays in the span of two weeks — shockingly, the girls do too.

#☠ abt. ⋙ 𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠. #merry crispmas to all who celebrate nix is probably wrapping like a madman and tryin not to fall asleep before her children this eve #pray for her

[salem-starlight]

Part 2! National Holidays For Sunday, March 10th, 2024! Here We Go!

It's Sunshine Week!

This week I encourage you all to go outside a little bit more and get some sunshine! Open your windows and curtains and let that sunshine and fresh air in!

It's National Girl Scout Week!

Here to girl scouts and their awesome cookies! What's your guys fav girl scout cookies?

It's National Skirt Day!

If you love wearing skirts today is your day!

It's International Wig Day!

I love wigs! Their fun for cosplays, costumes, dress up and make believe, or just fun to wear!

It's International Bagpipe Day!

I gotta have some fun with this post, and this cracked me up to learn it's Bagpipe day. Have fun with that fact! Go add it to a random conversation your having and watch their reactions it's the funniest stuff ever. Like did you know?

It's National Bubble Gum Week!

I love Bubble Gum! My favorite is raspberry or cherry!

It's National Sleep Awareness Week!

Having a good sleeping schedule is very important for our mental and physical health! This week you're supposed to focus on that, but I encourage you to get some extra sleep and some naps in if you can! You deserve the rest.

It's National Mario Day!

Now I loved the Mario games growing up, and if you did to, time to go get our old games and play them again. Or you can try the new Mario Party games! So whichever way you like to play Mario, have a blast today!

That's all I got everyone! There were a lot of holidays today! And weekly holidays too! So remember those and have fun!

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