#seasonal prompt list 2022: Christmas

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Whistling Blizzard | Bucky Barnes x reader

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Requested by: me:)

Prompts: (bolded)      

56. “I’m snowed in at this god forsaken cabin in the middle of no where with someone I hate. On Christmas Eve. How do you think I feel?”

a/n: Hope you enjoy! x 

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What was supposed to be a quick in and out mission, turned out to be one of the worst and longest missions you’d experienced. Here it was, Christmas Eve and you’re stuck with the one person you couldn’t stand. 

You and Bucky had somehow got separated from Sam during the mission and ended up in an abandoned cabin, in the middle of no where. You’d sent word to Sam, but he said due to the incoming blizzard, there would be no rescue team until tomorrow morning, which unfortunetly was Christmas morning. 

You should have been back at your home by now in front of a cozy fire, listening to Christmas music and eating your weight in chocolate chip cookies and milk to wash it down. 

But no, you’re sitting on a dusty and dingy couch that hadn’t seen the light of day in a decade, an overwhelming moldy smell and freezing your tail off. 

With a huff Bucky plopped on the other end of the couch, sending dust particles in the air.

You coughed and Bucky mumbled a sheepish sorry. 

“This is unbelievable.” You cross your arms over your chest, gazing out the window. The sun had already started to set and you could barely see through the large snow flurries beginning to fall and blanket the earth. 

“I don’t know.” Bucky slides down the couch so he can lean his head on the back of the sofa comfortably, eyes closing, “I can finally get some peace and quiet.” 

You glare at him from your seat, “You know this is all your fault, right? If you hadn’t-” 

“Woah now,” His eyes fly open, his hand outstretched to stop you and ready to defend himself, “My fault?” 

“yes, your fault!” 

He sits up now, ready to begin this argument, “I wasn’t the one who suggested we go-” 

“No, you just suggested we go guns blazing into the place without even evaluating what we were up against!” 

“I knew we could handle it, but then you backed out and left Sam and I hanging. The two of us couldn’t take all of them. If you’d stayed and fought we’d have had a chance.” He stands, “I’m not going to sit here while you try to pin this on me.” 

“Cause you know I’m right and you don’t want to admit it.” You call out after him. 

He storms out of the cabin with a slam of the door. 

That was Bucky for you, always leaving when things got tough or if he was backed in a corner. He never could admit his wrong doings. It was always someone else’s fault. 

As the day began to fade and night set in, you found some candles, lining them around the room for at least some light. It was beyond freezing in the cabin and you had begun to worry that Bucky may have actually left you here. He wouldn’t have left you here, would he? 

You rummaged through the cabin, trying to find anything you could use for warmth and found only a wool jacket and a blanket. Did Bucky get cold even with the super serum? You shook your head, why worry about him? He wouldn’t even think about your well being. 

You wrapped yourself up on the couch in the blanket and jacket. As the blizzard intensified, the wind made a whistling noise against the wood of the cabin, sending a chill down your spine. 

You jumped as the door opened and a gust of wind and snow blew through the cabin. Bucky quickly slammed the door shut with his foot and dropped the wood by the fire place. 

He takes in your shivering form wrapped up on the couch, “We can’t have you freezing to death. Sam would never forgive me.” He mumbles as he works and gets a fire going, heat filling the cabin. 

Bucky rubs his hands together, blowing into them as he stands near the fire for warmth, “You okay?” 

“I’m snowed in at this god forsaken cabin in the middle of no where with someone I hate. On Christmas Eve. How do you think I feel?”

“What? You hate me?” He asks, sarcasm laced in his voice, “I had no idea!” 

You roll your eyes, standing from your place on the couch and coming closer to the fire, “You’re a pompous jerk who never listens or ever admits when he’s wrong.” 

“And you’re a stubborn and spoiled brat who thinks her way is the only way.” He fires back. 

You lift your chin in confidence, “because my way is the only way.” 

You and Bucky share a look and you try to hold back a laugh, but fail, which only makes him laugh  “god, I hate you.” 

You shrug, “I only match the feelings shown to me.” 

A comfortable silence falls between the two of you as the laughter dies down. The fire thawing your shivering form. 

“I am really sorry you have to spend Christmas Eve with me. I know you’d much rather be home watching Christmas movies and doing whatever else you like to do.” 

“I’m sure you’d much rather be doing something else too.” 

He shrugs, muttering softly, “Honestly, this is better than spending Christmas Eve alone.” 

There was a flicker of emotion as you stared at him in a different light. He was vulnerable, something you didn’t see very often and he was sharing that with you. A overwhelming fondness for him was brewing. 

“You don’t do anything for Christmas?”

“Nope.” he places a piece of wood on the fire and it crackles, “What’s there for me to do? My family’s gone. And I don’t have anybody.” 

He can see you looking at him with pity and he clears his throat, “anyways, I don’t mind it. I like the quiet.” He turns away from you to head back toward the couch but you stop him with a hand on his arm. He turns toward you, “What?” 

“Why don’t you spend Christmas with me tomorrow? We can do all I had planned for Christmas Eve.” You give his arm a comforting squeeze, “Since it’s kind of your fault I’m missing out on it in the first place.” You say in a teasing tone. 

He chuckles softly, “I don’t need your pity, y/n. I’ll be fine by myself.” 

“maybe I won’t be okay being alone.” You try to suggest, turning it around, “I don’t want to spend another Christmas alone.” You knew he wouldn’t show his vulnerable side again out of embarrassment for even letting that sliver of it show. 

He stares down at you and without thinking, he slips a piece of hair behind your ear, his finger grazing your soft cheek. 

Your mouth is slightly agape as you stare up at him, both of you lost in a trance. 

His hand makes its way to your neck, his fingers hot against your skin.  You watch his tongue dart out and wet his lips before he’s leaning toward you and pressing his lips against yours. 

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[kpopjust4u]

Kinkmas - Day 22: Corruption W/ DPR ian

Post Date: 22nd December 2022 Content: Smut - Christian Yu/ DPR ian x Reader WC: 1.2K TW?: Friends with benefits/ Corruption/ Fuckboy!Chris/ Inexperienced Reader/ Reader has vulva/ Princess/ Bondage (Rope)

Summary: Of course, he couldn’t help himself from tainting you with his deepest and darkest desires when it’s a season to be good.

Masterlist               Kinkmas Masterlist                     Prompt list

Another friend-holiday Christmas. 

Yet this time, it’s just you and Chris, as everyone is all coupled up and being sickly cute with their significant others. Leaving you and Chris to spend the date that was planned, alone together. 

This would be a totally innocent friend Christmas date. You're friends - yes, both single but nothing could ever possibly happen, right? 

What else better to do on the day than to watch Christmas films that you’ve both seen multiple times before, and try your absolute best to find another to watch that you haven’t seen. 

Regardless, none of the options were standing out for you both. 

"Fuck this," Chris sighs, throwing the controller onto the coffee table in front of you both after pressing play on a random Christmas film. 

You couldn't help but laugh at his sudden frustration, making him side-eye you. Very unimpressed by your reaction to his outburst but that pearly white smile breaks free when he softens up, acknowledging that there was a little comedy to how he went about it. 

"So what have you done this week?" You break the ice first after staring into his eyes for a little longer than you expected to, almost getting lost in them as you try and hide your sudden attraction to your friend but this doesn't go a miss by him.

"Oh, nothing really. Just the usual, but I, unfortunately, won't see that girl again. She thinks I was weird for asking her to try something," Chris replies with the most nonchalant face ever. 

This was a regular occurrence and you have to be honest, you're never phased when he talks about his experience with girls but you were always curious how he manages to get around like that. 

Being relatively inexperienced yourself, you always wonder what it was like to have the chance to be laid by him. It was evident that your interest peaked, fully facing him as you rest your hands in your lap, being ready to fully listen to him whilst the TV plays in the background, "What was it?".

With wide eyes, Chris wasn't expecting you to ask that but is more than happy to share anyway, "I just wanted to try to see how things would pan out if I was in complete control, giving instructions and tying her to the bed. But I guess she wasn't into that stuff". 

With every single hair standing up on your body from the slight shyness you're feeling after hearing it, your core starts to ache for attention. 

Although, you try to keep yourself composed because you didn't know where you stand with him, "That sounds pretty fun, though!".

Your reply was to sound playful, but the more you look at him, the more you realise that you found yourself being sexually frustrated with him, practically a virgin wanting to be ruined by him.

"Oh yeah? I think it does, we should try it," The teasing in his voice makes your eyes widen to the size of plates as you swallow hard, heart racing until he finishes his sentence, "I'm only joking". 

Feeling slightly better but now you feel as though you missed your chance. 

It was now or never, make or break the moment as you gain a bit of confidence to get cheeky and playful, "I'm not joking though". 

He doesn't even react in a bad way at all, just a smirk extending on his face as he inches closer to you, closing the gap until he's practically hovering over you, "Are you sure you're not joking? Once we start, I don't think I could stop," Chris growls lightly, making you whimper at the sudden change in your friend. 

Despite how shy you were, you push through with your confidence, letting him guide you to his bedroom and wait for him to start giving you instructions, just as he'd want.

But not before his lips attach to yours, biting on your bottom lip that gets caught between his teeth and his tongue swipes against yours. 

The way he kisses you makes you feel like you're on cloud 9, never would've imagined for it to feel that good but you're in store for the rest. 

With gradual movement, his hands slip under your shirt and swiftly removes it from your body. 

Remembering what he wants to try, he stops in his tracks as he leans back on his heels, eyes like a predator on you as the smirk just grows even bigger, "Take your clothes off, real slow for me princess". 

Doing as you're instructed to do, you can't help but get even hotter to the touch, with slight hesitance in your actions as you remove the items of clothing off of your body, playing them on the floor whilst you await further instructions. 

"Turn around, face down and ass up with your hands behind your back, let me see you like that," He growls in a whisper so seductively into your ears, nipping at it before letting you move your body around. 

Tying your wrists behind your back and connecting them to your ankles, you hiss at the tightness of the rope, whimpering when he only tightens them a little more and gives your ass a huge smack.

"Look at you, innocent inexperienced you getting tied up. Never thought I'd see the day," He quips, the cocky and teasing voice in full swing as he leans over your back to whisper into your ear again, "You're all mine now, princess". 

"Let's see how much of me can you take, huh?" He continues, making you whimper and beg for him to do something with you other than tease you. 

But in reality, that just adds more fuel to the fire, making him want to drag this out as long as possible to see how badly you break for him.You sure are innocent, and he knows that. 

He knows the very little experience you have, but by god does he want to ruin that innocence that for some reason, you've always tried to hold on to until now? And now, you're never going to want anything, or anyone else. 

~

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[pedrostories]

🎄🎁 PedroStories 2022 Secret Santa – Masterlist 🎁🎄

Thank you again for participating in PedroStories’ Secret Santa event! 💚

Special shoutout to our pinch hitters: @just-here-for-the-moment who jumped in later to help us out and @prolix-yuy & @psychedelic-ink for taking on two prompts! Thanks to you every giftee got their gifts in time! 🥰

Here you can find all the works published by the participants!

* - Mature/Explicit work

Pero Tovar

* A Fate so Cruel by @supernaturalgirl20​

Ezra

* Binding Opposing Foes by @rise-my-angel​

Dieter Bravo

Dieter Bravo and the No Good, Very Bad, Awful Christmas Movie by @blueeyesatnight​

Joel Miller

* Make My Wish Come True by @oogaboogasphincter​​

Max Phillips

* Warmth by @simpingcowboy​

Marcus Moreno

Marcus Moreno x f!reader oneshot by @just-here-for-the-moment​

Marcus Pike

Where the Love Light Gleams by @the-blind-assassin-12​​

* A Future with You by @chaoticgeminate​

Javier Peña

Always Been You by @laureliciousdefinition​​

* Naughty List by @something-tofightfor​​

Silent Night by @queenofthefaceless​​

Oberyn Martell

* Winter Solstice at Winterfell by @autumnleaves1991-blog​

Simple Treasures by @prolix-yuy​

past and present loves by @mandaloresson​​

Jack Daniels

Over Ice by @haylzcyon​​

Whiskey, dark and deep by @prolix-yuy​​

lust for life – lana del rey by @agentwhiskeysgf​​

* Sweeter by @the-ginger-hedge-witch​​

Din Djarin

Flowers that Bloom in Winter by @psychedelic-ink​

An Impromptu Snow Day by @ghostofskywalker​

* Aay'han by @whiskeynwriting​​

* Sun & Moon by @taro-666​

Sweetie by @browneyes-issac​​

Simple Gifts by @writeforfandoms​

* Ner Cyar'ika Baar'ur by @misspearly1​

Revenant & * Expectations by @djarinmuse (@yourcoolauntie​)

* Magnetic Fields by @noisynaia​

* Acts of Service by @frannyzooey​

A Spell Of Winter by @meandorla​

* Stripping Away Our Armor by @flightlessangelwings​

Frankie Morales

* How about you and me by @artemiseamoon​​

* ‘tis the damn season by @psychedelic-ink​

* Speechless by @din-jarhead​

* A Pilot for Christmas by @alwaysbethewest​​

* The Beginning of the End by @miraclesabound​​

die for you in secret by @brewsterispunkk​

Near-miss by @pedrito-friskito​

Idle Hands by @pettyprocrastination​

Let It SQUALL by @grogusmum​​

* Let Me Take Care of It All by @floralpascal​​

* Run Through The Jungle by @intheorangebedroom​​

I Could Fall by @thot-of-khonshu​

​See you next year! 

#pedrostoriesgift22 #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #fic rec #admin post #masterlist

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Are they on the Naughty List? Or have they’ve been good all year?Well that’s for you to decide.

Start:November 01

End: December 31

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REQUEST RULES

⇀ONE PROMPT PER CHARACTER; meaning you can pick from an action prompt or a dialogue prompt, if you don’t want spicy then pick from the nice list ↼

⇀I will be posting the fandoms below that I will write for this event↼

⇀I have 61 days, so you’re welcome to request the same character for any prompt. ↼

⇀ when you send a request in please specify that it is for this event or else it won’t be part of the event and will instead be seen as a regular request and therefore won’t be posted in for Tis The Season ↼

⇀Green/Red means it is taken. ↼

Fandoms for Tis The Season 2022

Bridgerton

God of war

Call Of Duty

House Of Dragons { game of thrones }

Cyberpunk 2077

John Wick

Saiyuki

Naruto

Stranger Things { Season 3-4 }

The Quarry { or any of Supermassive game *1 character per game }

The Wolf Among Us

Fire Emblem: Three Houses

Resident Evil

Assassins Creed

Ghost of Tsushima / Ghost of Tsushima Iki island

Far Cry 5/6/new Dawn

Vox.

Fruits Baskets

Bleach

Fma brotherhood

See a fandom you don’t like/see then send me a character for that fandom and I may write for them

Naughty Dialogue Prompts:

1:“I’d like to be one of the unhealthy things you put inside your body this weekend.”-Ebenezer Scrooge

2:“You know, tying the legs together keeps everything moist.”-Phillip Graves

3:“You’ll want to loosen your belt long before dinner.”Karl Hisenburge

4:“I’m not much of a cook, but I’m good at glazing.”Alejandro Vargas

5:“I’m going to have you stuffed better than the turkey by the end of the night.”-Alex Keller {MW}

6:“The turkey’s not the only thing getting stuffed today.”-Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

7:“Breasts/thighs are my favorite part to nibble on.”Johnny ‘Soap’MacTavish

8;“Save some of that whipped cream for later.”-John Price

9“I’m a master-baster.”

10: “I prefer cherry pie.” -Freyr (God of War)

11: “Let’s do something that puts us on the naughty list.”- Bigby Wolf { with Red Ridding hood wife }

Naughty Action Prompts

1. Kiss me under the mistletoe.-Rodolfo Parra

2.A naughty sleigh ride || Exhibitionism sex ||

4. I picked you for secret Santa but I wrapped the wrong box so now I’ve given you a very festive sex toy, and oh my god this is so embarrassing-Alejandro Vargas

5:Reader wearing nothing but a Santa hat-Nikolai {RE3}

6.Snow/temperature play-Bigby Wolf { with Witch!Reader}

7:Cabin sex-Alejandro Vargas

8. Bath{ warming up from the cold}-Johnny ‘Soap’MacTavish

9. we were going to a Christmas party but fuck if you don’t just look sinful in red, and you know what? Fuck that Christmas party- Tadashi

10.Nibbling on holiday treats-KK { Ghostwire: Tokyo }

11: we got a little too carried away with the Christmas lights, and now suddenly my hands are bound with the lights and oh my god are we about to have sex?-Ethan Winters

12: it’s holiday dinner with your family, and oh jesus where are your hands going? Alejandro Vargas

13:Wrapped in ribbon.-Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

14: Santa Baby: reader has decided to dress as Mrs. Claus for a little more “adult” Christmas fun. Oh boy! - Akito { Ghostwire: Tokyo }

15: Christmas shenanigans under the tree, if you know what I mean.-Simon “Ghost” Riley {COD:MW2}

Nice Dialogue Prompts:

1. “Alright, mister. I know you’re the one who keeps hanging up mistletoe everywhere.”-Bruno Madrigal

2. “Do you need help hanging up the Christmas lights?”John Price

3. “Will you make a gingerbread house with me?”- Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

4. “Excuse me—where is my Christmas kiss?”Ezio

5. “I made you some hot cocoa.”- Genjo Sanzo

6. “It’s snowing!”-Cloud Strife

7. “You look even more beautiful covered in snow.”Naruto Uzamaki

8. “It’s time for hand turkey’s everyone.” “FUCK YES YES!” Johnny “Soap”MacTavish

9. “Thanksgiving is for giving thanks” “And for body slamming each other during the family football match!”

10. “I wish you the happiest of happy Christmases.”-Zoro { one piece }

11. “Did you decorate the tree without me? I can’t believe this!”-Ethan Winters

12. “Go on, open it.”-Travis Hackett

13. “Carmel apples, leaves falling down. What could better then November?” “I don’t know maybe fucking June?”-R.J. MacReady

14. “Would you like to put the star on the very top of the tree?”-Russel Adler

15. “Did you spike the eggnog again?”-Simon “Ghost” Riley

16. “I can’t believe you’re making snow angels at a time like this!”-Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

17. “HAPPY NOVEMBER!” “No one wishes anyone a happy November.” “Well I just did.”- Karl Heisenberg

18. “Merry Christmas, motherfuckers!”-Johnny “Soap”MacTavish

19. “I think you might have gone a little overboard with the food.” “There’s no such thing as overboard during Thanksgiving!” Kyo Sohma

20. “I can’t believe you did that to Santa…”- Dad!Aizen

21: “How many candy canes have you eaten?”John Price

Nice Action Prompts:

1: The scent of real Christmas trees.-Freyr (God of War)?

2:Baking holiday cookies.- Ebenezer Scrooge

3:Peppermint-flavoured everything-Modern{ Prince!} Jin Sakai

4:Watching the snowfall from inside a cosy house-Damon Salvatore

5:Walking in the dark to see festive light displays-Alex { COD:MW }

6:Wrapping up in soft cosy blankets-Simon “Ghost” Riley {COD:MW2}

7:Snow Ball Fight- Alejandro Vargas

8:one lending the other their coat/scarf/hat to keep them warm.Sauske

9: building a snowman! Yuki Sohma

10:Hanging Stockings-Ebenezer Scrooge

11: Handing their S/O a positive pregnancy test with a sprig of holly and a note reading ‘Merry Christmas’.Jackie Welles

12: Falling asleep in front of the fire whilst their S/O is playing them ‘dance of the sugar plum fairy’ on piano. They pull a blanket over them and curl up beside them.-Rodolfo Parra

13:Ice Skating-Ichigo

14: Snowman competition, the judges are a bunch of five year old kids.- Bigby Wolf { x RedRidding Hood!Reader }

#drabbles #drabble #imagines #challenge #tis the season

[be-compromised]

Secret Santa 2023 SIGN UPS

Hi All and welcome to Secret Santa 2023! 

This is a Clint Barton and/or Natasha Romanoff end of year fic exchange where matching is based on prompts and everything is anonymous until the author reveals at the end. You don't need to be a member of the be_compromised community to take part, however this year almost all of the exchange will be taking place on AO3, so you will need an AO3 account; if you don't have one and would like an invite code please contact a mod. For fans of our usual format, don't worry, we're still keeping Prompt Choices which is the one element that will be done on dreamwidth.

Whilst this is labelled a 'Secret Santa' as it takes place in the run up to Christmas, fics do NOT have to be related to Christmas, New Year, winter etc. We welcome celebrations of other holidays and no theme at all. However we understand if you would rather not take part due to the labelling. We wish you all a happy holiday season <3

TIMELINE

SIGN UP: from now until 15:00 GMT Monday 16 October.

CHOICES POST: will go up as soon as possible and be available until 18:00 GMT Sunday 22nd October.

ASSIGNMENTS SENT OUT: we aim to have these to you within the following few days. (If all participants make their choices earlier, then we'll aim to get assignments out earlier!)

SUBMISSION DEADLINE: 15:00 GMT Monday 11 December. (This is to allow time for pinch hitting if/where needed.)

GIFT POSTING/REVEALS: Dependent on if participants submit on time / any pinch hit requirements, we aim to reveal gifts somewhere between 15 to 19 December.

AUTHOR REVEALS: We aim to reveal authors 22 to 24 December, giving readers some time to read gifts before we do this.

Read on for information on how to take part, or go to AO3.

HOW TO TAKE PART IN HE EXCHANGE:

1) SIGN UP HERE AT AO3.

In the REQUEST section in 'Details/Description' you must include: at least 4 prompts and no more than 6. These can be anything! From a one word prompt like 'kisses' to a specific AU idea. Past Secret Santa prompts (such as 2022 here) or promptathon prompts (2023 here) may be helpful if you get stuck. If you really don't mind what gift you receive then please feel free to say so, but you MUST leave at least 4 prompts for your giftee to have something to work with.

You are also welcome to include in the 'Details/Description' section: - a Yes Please note: a brief list of things you like that aren't as specific as a prompt, such as a preference for the comics or film, sexy times, female friendships, hurt/comfort etc. Your gift giver isn’t obliged to use them, but it can help give them some ideas. - a No Thank You note: anything that you really do not want, such as character death, angst, fluff, anything that might be triggering for you etc. Feel free to specify if some things are just a rather not and some are no-way, not-ever.

Matching will be based on the information from the 'Details/Description' section ONLY. Optional: you can use 'Ratings', 'Archive Warnings' and 'Categories' to list all those that you would be comfortable receiving. You can use 'Characters', 'Relationships', and 'Tags' to select things that you like (from all canonical AO3 tags). As above, your gift giver is not obliged to consider or use these, but it may help them with ideas.

In the OFFER section the only thing you need to complete is the 'Details/Description' with: - I'd Rather Not: things that you don’t really like to create or feel uncomfortable with, anything you don’t feel confident in writing or a genre that isn’t your strength. - Absolutely Not: Things that are an absolute no for you, such as anything triggering, character death, things that you will not do.

2) The prompts and any additional notes you included in the 'Details/Description' section for your REQUEST will be anonymised and posted to the community dreamwidth. You MUST reply in a comment to that Choices Post (which will only be visible to the mods) with your top three picks of which requests you’d like to create for. You don't need a dreamwidth account to do this; you can comment using OpenID or anonymously, however please remember to include your AO3 handle in your comment so we know who you are! (More information will be available in the Choices Post.) This will be available as soon as possible following the closing of sign ups until 18:00 GMT Sunday 22 October. (If all participants comment earlier we will try to get matching and assignments out faster.)

3) Your prompt choices will be used by the mods to do manually match participants in the exchange. We can't guarantee that you’ll get your choices, but we’ll do our best keep to your choices as much as possible! Where there are any issues with matching or where participants have not commented to the prompt choices post as in (2) we will use your OFFER notes to help with matching and avoid your 'Absolutely Nots'. (In rare cases you may get a request that has something it in from your ‘rather not’ section that you can ignore, because the request has other prompts in it or because it’s not a deal breaker for the requester, but these are things that we will make sure you don’t get in your assignment if we can absolutely help it.)

4) Assignments will be sent out and you'll have until 15:00 GMT Monday 11 December to submit your gifts (which aims to cover our usual 'midnight on the Sunday whatever your timezone).

5) We will reveal gifts in the week leading up to Christmas (aiming for 15 to 19 December; exact dates to be confirmed depending on any pinch hit requirements) and authors will be revealed the weekend before Christmas (aiming for 22 to 24 December).

You can also sign up as a pinch hitter for this event as well as or instead of taking part in the main exchange on dreamwidth here.

And/or you can volunteer to be a beta reader in the community discord Writing Help channel, create clintasha graphics and art to inspire and keep us going, and cheerlead - what would fandom be without cheerleaders?! We LOVE comments and encouragement and all the great stuff that makes this comm the place it is <3

RULES:

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"Let's say I understand the idea behind this," Isaac says through gritted teeth, doing everything in his power not to throw a fit and make things worse, "DOES IT HAVE TO BE ON MY BIRTHDAY?"

▍isaac, comte, leonardo, arthur, theo, vincent, dazai, sebastian, jean, napoleon, mozart, shakespeare ▍rating: G ▍tags: Crack; Christmas Party; Birthday Party; Modern Era; Alternate Universe - Modern Setting; Humor; Ugly Holiday Sweaters; Blackmail; Drunkenness; Alcohol; Singing; Exes; Napo's exes; Leonardo and Comte are dating; and arthur and theo def have something going on; Minor Violence ▍wordcount:  2,784

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▍a/n:  HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ISAAC! ... also, is it really Christmas if I don't think of at least one of the disaster ikemen friend groups™ having a disastrous party? Needless to say, I had TONS of fun writing this, and I hope you might do, too ❤ Merry Christmas! Regardless if you celebrate or not, I hope this makes you laugh! ✨🎅🏻✨

Written for mine and @voltage-vixen’s ‘Tis The Season For Love challenge! PROMPT: Starting with preparations way too early

This is ALSO an entry for @scummy-writes's Isaac Week 2022! Day Two: Birthday Wishes || Traditions

"Let's say I understand the idea behind this," Isaac says through gritted teeth, doing everything in his power not to throw a fit and make things worse, "DOES IT HAVE TO BE ON MY BIRTHDAY?"

Aaand so much for his attempts. It's rare of him to raise his voice, and Dazai emphases on that fact with an exaggerated scene of covering his ear. Maybe he isn't feigning being in pain. He is, surely, close enough to the screaming Isaac to get his eardrum busted. Even though being so close to him is something he did to himself.

"Not my fault that you have your birthday on Christmas day, Apple-kun. Rules are rules and we all agreed by them."

Now you decided to follow rules, Isaac thinks, still not having gulped down the fact that he's now practically tied to the clown in the room. They're stuck together in an oversized sweater which is by the way very ugly, even by his own standards. Not that he dresses up ugly or anything like that! It's just that he doesn’t mind wearing clothes that are regarded as being something that grandpas wear. At least that's what Arthur says all the time, finding more and more excuses to load his wardrobe with some of his own clothes that fit him. Speaking of Arthur, Isaac's sole reason to still be having some of his mind not lost to the absurdity of all that's happening on this Christmas-birthday party, is that Arthur is not doing any better than him. Is he a bad person for being happy about that? Probably yes. But he's currently atoning for it via this punishment, so he might as well indulge secretly in it.

The sweater in question is mimicking what those cut-outs for pictures do, by having a caricatured version of Santa and an elf in the front, Isaac and Dazai's heads respectively in the right place to complete the (cursed) picture.

Arthur and Theo are sharing a similarly ugly sweater, called the getalong Christmas sweater (much like the one currently worn by the duo Isaac + Dazai) or something like that. The design is simple yet screaming in the worst of ways; it reads "ON THE NAUGHY LIST" in comic sans, in a fashion that resembles what happens when you move a picture on Microsoft word. It's simply off-center, with a stamp of a Christmas tree barely fitting in the front of the shirt. It all might be a result of a mistake in the printing, or maybe there IS someone so vile out there designing those things on purpose.

Theo and Arthur laugh in sync at the sight of the next suffering victims of the friend group's new tradition, then stop, realize that they've been accidentally sharing an emotion for a mere second, and frown. Arthur's frown is smaller, though. He almost seemed too eager to get in the sweater with Theo earlier, though Isaac might have been imagining things. He's not so sure anymore. They've all already drank a lot.

As if by some strange miracle, neither the slutty writer nor the dumb writer are his center of annoyance tonight.

He's always regarded Mozart as someone who shares the same fate as him, having to deal with the rest of their friend group and their dumbassary.

Yet, why is he not sharing a sweater with anyone? He's never been an example of friendliness! It's so unfair. He feels betrayed.

Of course, the answer is very simple. With the amount of alcohol passed around, it was only a matter of time before someone got Mozart to drink, and the man has a nonexistent tolerance for the stuff. Instead of passing out or something like a normal person, of course he has to become a whole another person when drunk. Isaac feels bad for the possible blackmailing that can follow, with phones already drawn out and cameras capturing the rare event. On the other hand…what are they exactly going to blackmail him with? Being a good person for a change? Ooooh how very embarrassing. On a second thought, Isaac doesn't feel too bad with his cold feelings towards the musician. He might not be sharing an ugly sweater with anyone but he won't even remember it the next morning anyway!

Said musician is busy laughing and patting people on the back, enjoying everyone's company and pouring them more drinks. Which is very welcomed for the punished ones, because surely they can't coordinate themselves good enough to get the job done when even opening the bottle proves to be a difficult task when having one hand each.

"Leonardo, it seems like this idea of keeping anyone on good terms is working well. Let us have a toast about that." Comte raises his glass to his boyfriend, leaning slightly on him because of how tipsy he managed to get. Leonardo, who has crazy high tolerance on the other hand, has to remind him that he just raised a toast to him a second ago.

"Another one? Damn, ok, if you insist. You can thank me again for coming up with the getalong sweater idea."

"Excuse you?" Comte focus his gaze on the man, every trace of his previous bliss erased from his face. "It was clearly my idea, Leonardo."

"I remember that you gave me a kiss for it. I can still feel it." Leonardo smirks, confident in his version of the recent events, emphasizing on it by making kissy lips at Comte.

Comte keeps a cold gaze. He simply splashes the rest of his champagne on Leonardo.

"Hey! Now I need to change."

After some reminiscing about how tranquil his past birthdays used to be, before meeting all of those people, Isaac snaps out of his trance as he sees the hosts of the party, Leonardo and Comte, re-entering the room together, sporting an getalong sweater. Their design is even more eye-catching than the rest, mostly because it's so damn unintentional that it's hilarious. It's actually a good model, a cute pair of reindeers on the front with nothing off about their looks. But the text above seems to have suffered an awfully unfortunate lack of supervision, as evident by the typo, or typos made in it. It reads, "I'm he's," on Leonardo's tits, with an arrow to Comte, and then "He'm I's" on Comte's pecs, with an arrow to Leonardo. Isaac stops looking at their chests for the time being.

He didn't even realize they had a fight, mainly because of their already strong old-gay-couple energy and the fact that it was normal for them to have some quarrels from time to time and call them off pretty quickly. Interesting how they ended up sharing the same fate as the rest of the room.

Mozart is, once again, untouched in terms of punishment.

It's amazing that Isaac can glare at him, ignoring everything surrounding him, including Sebastian's poor attempt of putting himself on the naughty list by """accidentally""" knocking off someone's glass off the table. He proceeds excitingly repeating, "I'm a naughty little butler! I'm a naughty little butler!" followed by asking to be punished to be put in a sweater with someone else from the room. It seems like everyone could do, and poor Vincent is too much of an angel not to sacrifice himself. He lies that it was his glass that was knocked off, and in the next moment they're together in an abomination of a wool clothing. Vincent is unironically enjoying the sweater, which is depicting Edvard Munch's Scream, but with a Christmas hat on the screaming one's head. If the execution wasn't so bad, it would actually pass as an unique design.

"Ohh, it seems like it's time for the birthday boy to blow off the candles!"

Arthur's exclamation MIGHT have been just so Napoleon can stop drunk-singing already. Sorry, he's not drunk. That's what he insist, at least, but his little concert says otherwise. It's not a Christmas party without ABBA and other classics, that much everyone agrees upon, but Waterloo followed by Last Christmas I Gave you my hearttt but the very next daaay YOU GAVE IT AWAAAAY seems to be telling a story somewhere between the lines. It's a good time he was stopped before he can find an even sadder song to vent his feelings through.

It's impressive how Theo and Arthur are able to introduce the big cake into the room with one hand each, but their surprising sync is a story for another party. In an award event of Arthur trying to find his lighter in the pocket of his pants and Theo shouting something at him in the process where he touched in the wrong place, soon all the candles are lit and they all sing the so very familiar happy birthday tune.

 Isaac smiles a genuine smile and thinks of a wish. For the most of the evening, he wished Dazai would just pass out or something, so he doesn't have to deal with him anymore. Now he makes a more proper wish, and blows all the candles. Everyone starts clapping, and for a second, it turns wholesome. In the next second, Isaac feels a hand on the back of his head, shoving him down. He should've seen this happening.

*BANG*

Surely now, Isaac's face meeting the cake shouldn't make such a scary hitting sound.

That's when he remembers that he's conjoined with Dazai. Having his head pushed down would mean that Dazai was pushed down, too, meeting with the… table.

Arthur realizes that even before him, but his reaction is not the same as Isaac's. His eyes widen but then,

"Three times for good luck!"

BANG

BANG

Dazai doesn't stand back upwards this time. He might be dead, or at least has passed out.

Holy shit, I think my wish just came true, Isaac doesn't say out loud, features frozen in shock.

"Pft. Ahahaha! AHAHAHAHAHHAH"

The hearty laugher doesn't belong to Isaac, or Arthur, or anyone else in the room who hates the purple-haired freak, much to everyone's surprise. It's Mozart's. He seems to be very entertained from the show taking place in front of him, alcohol dulling his sense of what's morally right to laugh at, or maybe assuming that Dazai is playing dead. It wouldn't be the first time, after all.

This is Isaac's chance!

"Hey!" He points towards Mozart where noone dared say anything, "That's not very friendly of you!"

"Yeah."

"He has a point."

Isaac feels truly triumphal now. His birthday certainly started well, with justice coming to light, and with Dazai passed out.

Napoleon sobs from the side, moved from the scene. "I knew you'd call out evil when it happens, Isaac. That's why you're my good friend."

"Thank you, Napoleon."

"You deserve only nice things."

"Thanks, Napoleon."

"I hope noone breaks your heart EVER, Isaac."

"Uhh. Thanks?"

As his friend breaks down in real manly tears, Isaac scans over the room with a horrific realization: everyone else has a pair already. It's funny how they all ended up having to go through the getalong sweater punishment, even sweet Jean who is now in a sweater with Shakespeare. Their sweater is very, very bland, with a fuzzy string that is supposed to be a garland going from one sleeve to another, but looks more like a worm on a string attached to a random sweater. And the color is pretty ugly too. Thank god Jean's face is there to make things a little prettier. Oh, and Shakespere is there too, he guesses. But enough about these two. With all the possible candidates narrowed down to his dear friend Napoleon, Isaac feels karma weighing down on him.

Soon the crying Napoleon and the laughing Mozart are shoulder to shoulder, sporting an ugly getalong sweater. As noone predicted that many of them in use, the only one lying around is not even a christmas-themed one, brought on the pile by who-knows-who, and it has an among us illustration. Theo snaps a picture of the lovely disaster, just as he did with everyone that night, even if his camera roll is mostly taken by Vincent pics, because by his words, "he's the only one rocking it".

***

Much, much later in the night, Mozart starts feeling a familiar headache.

He hates himself for being tricked into drinking so much yet again. The person next to him who keeps wiping his tears in HIS sleeve is not helping with his overall state.

"Napoleon, that's enough. They don't deserve your tears and you know that."

Seeing that it had no effect, Mozart changes his strategy, wanting to give him a pat on the back along with what he says but then he remembers it's impossible because of the stupid sweater. How did they end up like this, anyway?

"Why don't you invite them here? Alexander loves drama, and Wellesley, well… I'm sure he'll find a way to have fun too."

Napoleon stops sobbing, letting out a weak laugh instead. "You know we can't. You remember what happened last time when we played uno."

That's true. The destructive aftermath of it was threatening the lives of many. They simply couldn't get along.

Mozart sighs, feeling his headache worsening.

"Look, let's at least throw that thing away." Having had his full of this sweater bullshit, he pulls it over his head until it hangs loosely on Napoleon. The latter gives no indication of wanting to part with it anytime soon, but that's alright, whatever makes him happy. Mozart stands up and finally gives him that encouraging pat on the back. "I'm going to get you water and some tissues, wait for me."

Well, at least he can be not an asshole. And he was going to go search for painkillers anyway.

Unsurprisingly, things don't work in his favor and he finds none in the kitchen, but in the process of searching for them he remembers the second cake. A second cake is another tradition of their friend group, seeing that many birthday parties result in somehow destroying the first one. He takes a plate and cuts a nice slice of it, bringing a small fork along.

In the corridor, he runs into the person he was searching for, for a chance.

"Hey Isaac."

The strawberry haired man stops on his tracks, visibly surprised. He holds a glass of water and what appears to be painkillers.

"Hangover too?"

"Ah, no, actually those are…for you. I figured, uh, that you might feel not so good after all that."

Mozart makes a surprised humming noise, thinking for a bit then sitting right there on the floor, leaning against the wall. It's unsanitary and pretty much against his  principles, but he's going to take a long and thorough bath when he goes home anyway. And he's afraid there is no available sitting area left where there are no weirdos.

Isaac follows suit, leaning his back on the opposite wall, handing Mozart the glass and the pills. He receives the slice of cake in return.

Before popping the pill in his mouth, Mozart nods towards the cake. "It's for you."

Isaac is surprised, almost embarrassed even. He didn’t expect that, and guilt is still heavy on his chest. He knows it must have been due to the alcohol that he held a temporary grudge against Mozart, he knows that the musician knows none of it too. But even after bringing him painkillers, he feels bad.

"You know, Wolf… I might be the reason why you ended up having to wear a getalong sweater with Napoleon. I'm sorry."

"Hmm?" Mozart mutters, finished emptying the contents of the glass. "Oh, that's fine. I'm glad it was him and not someone more annoying. Thank you."

Oh.

"You're not mad?"

"No? Why would I be. At the end of the night you're still the only one with a brain around here. Oh and hey, Happy Birthday, Isaac."

Isaac smiles, busying himself with the cake before he can do something more embarrassing, seeing that he's already blushing.

"Thank you."

"I can only imagine how it was being stuck all night with Dazai. My apologizes."

Isaac gulps down his bite, eager to say something. He also just now realizes that the cake is apple-flavored, and he's pleasantly distracted by that. As a whole, he needs to admit, his birthday actually has started very well. Sitting here on the floor eating cake in the company of Mozart, on this… a little unhinged Christmas-birthday party organized by his friends, he is thankful.

"Oh, don't worry about him. He hit his head thrice and passed out. You were there, do you remember?"

"No, I don't. Woah. That's amazing. Please tell me more about it."

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The Story So Far... Season One

Dec 23, 2022 - A Flashback Christmas

A year before the outbreak, the Wexley family hosts an all out Christmas bash in the building's Atrium and adjoining spaces. Champagne and food are free, and Mr. Wexley announces a month's free rent as their gift to the residents.

Nov 1-

A South Korean ship adrift dead off the shores of New York is towed into the harbor. Once opened out spills a decent sized hoard of infected sailors, instantly starting the rapid spread through the crowded New York City harbor. By evening the threat has reached the streets of Manhattan, leaving residents to scramble inside for safety.

Hospitals and emergency personal are advised to ignore 911 calls and begin locking down to prevent further spread. The military takes over and begins coordinating relief efforts as if they are aware of the severity of the situation already.

The military puts up roadblocks to temporarily prevent travel between the city and the mainland.

Nov 2 -

Lane Shelley, Head Housekeeper, is sent to run errands in the city on behalf of the Wexley's before a possible shut-down occurs. Due to this, Lane is stuck on the far side of the city for the next several weeks.

By evening, public transit stops running and a majority of businesses shut down.

The Caretaker of the historical Wexley building along with the Owner and namesake of the building's famous Rosie's Diner, blow up the lobby when the doors finally give way to the vicious onslaught against them. This leaves the reinforced back stairwell as the only street access in and out of the building.

An official statement is released by the governor of New York indicating an ongoing public health crisis. The government begins attempting to actively suppress evidence of what is happening from social media.

Nov 5 -

Rosie Smith assembles a complete list of tenants no longer in the building against those who had plots in the garden. Whether absent or deceased, if they're gone then their share is now community grab.

The military begins a slow and coordinated evacuation effort. Only high profile citizens or those with connections are permitted to leave the city. Public outcry begins over how the situation is being handled.

The U.S. President releases a statement telling the public that the city will be temporarily shut down to prevent the spread of infection of what is believed to be a mutated strain of Rabies. WHO and CDC specialists are flown in to brainstorm a solution.

Internet inside the city is cut. Cell service is limited to inside the city. The government ignores any questions prompted by this.

Ashton Ryder volunteers to go outside The Wexley and do recons, find survivors and bring back supplies needed, alongside learning more about the chompers, how they operated and how the residents can survive around them.

Nov 6 -

Since there's no need to shove all of the indoor-for-the-season plants under lamps in the basement or back room of the diner now that the building is it's own little world, Rosie sets out all the plants in windowsills of the diner or within the building. herbs stay in the kitchen mostly.

Nov 7 -

Rosie is officially designated keeper of the rooftop garden in its protection and growth. People know in general not to mess with it; she's protective of the plants that are down in the diner already.

A week passes as the residents of the building do their best to adjust to waiting for rescue.

Nov 15 - Exodus

The Military and high level medical personnel abandon the island in a mass take off of helicopters from all over the strategic points of the city. All entrances and exits are destroyed in calculated explosions in attempt to quarantine the entire city. A medical helicopter crashes not far from The Wexley, viewed by those near windows or on the roof.

The power cuts. Emergency generators and lights kick in on stairwells, over exits, at the ends of the hallways, and over the entrance inside each suite. All main lighting is unavailable, but outlets and appliances are still functional. All remaining phone service is disconnected.

Residents are requested to add their supplies to that of the diner.

Wexley staff starts directing people to a meeting in the Wexley's Ballroom. A vote is taken among the residents and Zach Sanders and Tobias Wexley Jr are selected to make an exploratory run to the helicopter.

Valerie Chen and Courtney Song paint the word 'Alive' on the roof in red paint as well as on a banner hung of the side of the building.

Zach and Toby bring a survivor from the helicopter crash back to the Wexley. He claims to be a doctor on his way to the CDC, but are things really as they seem?

Nov 16 -

After the crash, Tobias Wexley Jr shared the radio they found in the ambulance with Ashton Ryder to take a look and see what can be done. Ashton devotes more of his time in fixing the radio, as well as trying to make contact with the military. He starts monitoring horde movements from the rooftop daily, helping map out safe routes for scout and recon missions.

Nov 17 -

Courtney Song and Zach Sanders kiss. It's a whole thing, she leaves in tears and he's left conflicted.

Valerii Chen and Natalie Stuart venture to the police station for supplies. They make it back safely.

A young Wexley staffer commits suicide and Roman Drake and Hawthorn Penrose dispose of her body.

Sweet potatoes, that had been growing over the fall in the garden originally meant for scientific research, have been harvested before winter came. The residence now have a large amount of sweet potatoes curing away, some to be used early on and others to be kept for the long term months away.

The building's resident author, Hawthorn Penrose, let's Skyler Bane into the building after hearing him banging on the back door. Skyler is welcomed warmly by his long time friend Charlie Rose and is given a suite on the third floor to be nearer to her.

Nov 18 - The Change

Courtney Song finds a bottle of wine outside her door and assumes it's from Zach as an apology for the night before. After a few sips she starts to feel a little icky, so she brings it down to the diner so Rosie can add it to the alcohol storage. Shortly after she collapses and turns. Biting several residents in the process, she's shot by Roman Drake.

Rosie is forced to dispatch one of her employees with a napkin holder. September Wexley and Hawthorne Penrose accidentally take out what was once a young man by fighting it off in the third floor hallway. Natalie Stuart, Rhiannon Wells and Ashton Ryder take care of a snarling old lady by pushing her down the stairs.

After a lull, a second wave of more than a dozen infected of those bitten by the first, are taken out by residents all over the building.

Roman Drake and Charlie Rose dispatch their infected neighbor, a single mother and her son. Vincent Blanche and Rhiannon Wells dispatch an elderly resident.

Bodies of the deceased are lined up in the Atrium to be accounted for. In the late hours of the night, Valerii Chen conducts an autopsy on Courtney Song's body with the assistance of Roman Drake and Ashton Ryder. She takes samples for further testing.

Ash, Natalie Stuart and Zach Sanders finally fix the radio after the whole debacle of the day, learning more about the Korean ship that started it all. The radio had hinted towards something on the ship that had made it on but shouldn’t have, that it wasn’t just a cargo ship, it was transporting something important. They decided that they had to venture out further to it in order to find some answers.

Nov 19 -

A memorial is set up at Courtney Song's door by her friends Rhiannon Wells and Zach Sanders.

Nov 21 -

Zach and Ashton make a run to check out the Korean ship at the harbour that started it all. There they find vital information regarding how the virus operates, as well as tests. They also return with a former resident, Sada Vang.

Nov 22 - Snowfall

The snow starts, with the atrium being closest to the boilers on low to preserve resources, public spaces are the warmest, with the floors getting colder the higher you progress in the building.

Meals are now rationed and served three times a day at the diner, the lounge chairs in the now defunct Media room are available as beds for higher floor residents seeking warmth.

Ashton looked to get his shoulder checked out by Tobias Jr after his quarantine that evening. His shoulder was wrapped up as a bandage brace and given a few days to recover by itself with the aid of ice, heat, and anti-inflammation pills. The men also then reported in their findings from the ship after their quarantine and gave everything they found into the communal pile before the decision on what to do with the test kits was made.

Nov 23 - Thanksgiving!

With the help of Ashton Ryder, Lane is located alive and is returned to the Wexley relatively unscathed.

Rosie and Charlie have prepared a full thanksgiving dinner using one of the frozen turkeys they'd already had waiting for the holidays. Two alcoholic drinks are rationed per resident with their meals. Each resident is offered to fill out a turkey feather with something they're thankful for, which Rosie or Charlie later hang on the walls.

Skyler Bane is urged to play the piano in the Atrium for the residents during the meal. Rhiannon Wells is roped in to sing. The performance is beautiful.

Nov 24-

Natalie Stuart sneaks out on a solo run and disappears. She's considered missing.

Nov 25-

September Wexley moves into a third floor suite for the warmth and an attempt at independence.

Dec 2-

A soldier and CDC researcher are let into the building by Ashton Ryder who coincidentally knew Kang-Dae Jackson from training. He and his life long friend, and researcher from an overwhelmed research site, Yeon 'Seven' Du are given a space together.

Dec 3 -

The process of the iconic Wexley Christmas tree starts to go up in the center of the Atrium and garlands strung with Charlie Rose at the helm.

Dec 12 -

Tobias Wexley Sr calls a building meeting in the penthouse ballroom and announces the discovery of tests for full immunity, limited immunity, and no immunity to the virus. Taking of the test is to be mandatory to retain residence in The Wexley. Blood is drawn and results are said to be announced the next day.

Dec 13-

Results of the tests are revealed. Mr. Wexley asks Ashton Ryder and Zach Sanders to head up the scouts for the big run, as well as for a proposed committee for the community in the building. A scout's headquarters is set up in an apartment on the fourth floor with a map of the city for planning purposes.

Dec 14 -

Mr. Wexley hears from the Caretaker, Mal, that the furnace and boiler will need repairs before the deep onset of winter. They volunteer to go separate of the large supply run currently being planned.

Dec 15 - Carbon Monoxide

The rear side of the building has been found to have a carbon monoxide leak early in the morning while most residents are at Rosie's Diner for breakfast rations, the alarm raised by Roman who came across Charlie in the third floor hallway cradling an unconscious Skyler, and Cilla who recognized the symptoms and rushed to alert other residents.

Mr. Wexley, alerted by Ember, who assists in first clearing their family and staff out of the penthouse and to the atrium, recruits Valerie, Zach, Mal, and Ashton in assisting in making sure no one else was down in other affected apartments and finding the source of the leak.

Lead by instructions from Mr. Wexley, The Butler and Lane start preparing beds on the recliners and sofas in the media and common rooms while instructing everyone at breakfast not go upstairs at any costs, and to remain on the Atrium level while Mal and other volunteers try to find the source. Word spreads quickly that Skyler Bane was nearly a victim of the leak, but was rescued in the nick of time by Charlotte Rose and he's been moved to a cot in the diner office to be looked after by her.

The source of the leak is found to be a blocked fireplace in the unoccupied penthouse suite.

Mr. Wexley announces the source of the leak and that the blockage will take most of the day to clear and then affected apartments will need time to air out before residents will be allowed back in those suites, who's doors have been taped up. All Residents are advised to stay on the atrium level until safety of all apartments can be assured.

Sada Vang refuses to sleep in the Atrium and retreats to her apartment as soon as it's said to most likely be safe.

Zach Sanders, unable to handle to the crowded Atrium, goes to Sada Vang and begs to sleep in her suite as well, despite his friendship with Ashton who hates her. She agrees and lets him sleep in her spare room.

Dec 16 -

Hawthorn Penrose is discovered dead in his apartment, tied to his bed and naked.

Sada Vang admits to accidentally forgetting about leaving him there before the leak. She is confined to suite #409 until it can be decided what's to be done.

Dec 23 - Season One Finale

The away teams are set and ready to head out into the city. After an extra hardy breakfast at the diner, all the residents Sans Sada still in her 'cell', gather at the stairwell door in the Atrium to bid good luck and farewell to the brave scouts.

A structurally unsound part of the department store collapses onto Val and Charlie. Crushing and trapping Val's arm in the debris. After failing to be able to get them out on their own, a call is made over the walkie talkie's for help. Skyler chooses to leave his team to go and help with the rescue efforts.

While Skyler attempts to crawl through a tunnel made in the rubble, Val realizes that in order to get free without causing another cave in, she'll have to amputate her arm using the hunting knife Ashton had supplied Charlie.

Meanwhile, the hoard of Chompers that was drawn in by the commotion of the collapse is distracted by Mal's team who is working to gather fuel and repair parts for the furnace. The team is scattered.

Zach's team seems to be going fairly smoothly, until during their sorting of the shipping containers in the Wexley warehouse at the docks, are ambushed by an extremely ragged group of strangers. After a struggle, his team comes out on top, and continues to load up on supplies while holding off retreating back to the Wexley in hopes not to be followed by other hostiles. Unfortunately, Dalton, the Wexley's Butler, has gone missing in the chaos.

By mid afternoon, all the remaining away teams start arriving back at the The Wexley, only to find a decimated population upon their arrival.

Meanwhile...

After the Scout teams have left and the door is closed behind them, the rest of the residents left behind begin to prepare for their return. The sleeping areas in The Atrium and it's offshoot spaces are taken apart and set aside to be returned to the suites or sorted out for storage.

Tables in The W are pushed together in preparation for a large sorting area, the same in The Common Room. Some residents begin to finish the completion of decorating the large Wexley Christmas tree that Charlie had supervised getting up and had started work on with Rosie. Others begin to bring their bedding back up to their suites.

Vincent Blanche starts to feel more and more sick and attempts to hide in the basement. He collapses in the stairwell. He's come upon by a trio of residents weighed down with armfuls of comforters. When they check to see if he's alright, a chompified Vince attacks them. They managed to push him down the stairs where his skull is crushed as he hits the wall at the bottom. Unfortunately it was no before they were all bitten, each turning at nearly the same time just a flight or two higher.

When several of the residents who went up with bedding didn't return as expected, someone opens the door to head up and check on them, when a flood of nearly a dozen freshly chompified residents flood into The Atrium.

Shout at everyone to evacuate immediately, Mr. Wexley Sr pulls the fire alarm, rushing his family out the stairwell entrance to the alley and urging everyone to scatter and hide, to remain quiet and come back in two hours. Both Fortunately and not, Sada Vang is forgotten about locked in her makeshift 'cell'.

Propping both the Atrium door to the stairwell open as well as the one to the alley, Mr. W, Rosie, and another resident attempt to draw the chompers out of the building with loud noises. Fleeing when the horde begins to head their way.

Coming across Dolores Nunez on his way back to the building, the pair come face to face with Mal in the alley. The trio re-enters the now stunningly quiet Wexley building and secure the stairwell, locking all the doors to the upper floors and securing the Atrium.

Within the hour the survivors of the Scout Teams begin to return to what is now a handful of residents. Left to grieve together. Alone. In a silent Wexley.

#death tw #suicide tw #blood tw

[cantsaythetword]

Christmas in July - Christmas Cheer

~A/N  - EDIT: WELCOME TO CHRISTMAS IN JULY! (aka Crow was late finishing these last year and procrastinated writing them cause of writers block so he made a whole event thingy to make it seem planned and purposeful and ok hehe)

This was another fic from my Christmas Prompts list 2022. This list is now closed [EDIT: it's not lmao], but I might open it up again in November if people were interested (or I might even do another list, though it was hard to come up with the entire list last time lmao).

The prompt was 'First Christmas' with the Heartstopper boys Nick and Charlie, requested by @leahmariexox2 !

I hope you like it, again sorry all these are late I'm getting through them lol.

- Enoy! ~

Tag List: @mysterious-marvel

Masterpost Link 

For the last few years of Charlie's life, Christmas hadn't felt particularly different to any other day of the year. Sure when he was a kid it felt like the greatest day of the year - gifts, songs, family, food, everything a growing boy loves. But the older he got, especially once the magic of Santa had worn off, Christmas lost more and more of that festive sparkle it was associated with.

That was until Nick came into the picture.

Suddenly, the magic of Christmas was back in full swing. Charlie was humming songs, wrapping presents, decorating every inch of space he could find. Crafting the perfect celebratory holiday for their first season together.

He had put the most consideration possible into the gifts. Of course, with his high school budget he had limited options, but had managed to scrape together his savings to make a gift exchange Nick would never forget.

As the boys sat down in front of the tree, Charile's heart began to pound. Would Nick like the presents? Did he get too few? Too many?

His head only continued to throw thoughts around like a sack of potatoes as Nick started unwrapping one of the smaller presents in front of him. Did he spend enough? What if he spent too much and Nick felt bad?

As a bag of Jelly Babies tumbled out of the paper, Nick smiled and looked up at Charlie.

"You remembered my favourite sweets?"

Charlie laughed. "Of course I did."

Nick reached into his jumper pocket. "On that thought-" He pulled out a perfectly folded cube of christmas paper.

"Holy..." Charlie gaped, too caught up in surprise at Nick's wrapping skills to finish his sentence. He began scratching at the tape, taking care not to rip the pristine packaging. Nick laughed at Charlie's efforts, but said nothing more. There would be plenty more Christmases for Nick to make fun of him for his opening methods.

Charlie cheesily held up the Terry's Chocolate Orange that lay inside, beaming at his boyfriend.

The two tucked into their respective snacks, sharing a bite here or there in true festive spirit. After a few moments of eating and enjoying each other's company, Charlie handed Nick a slim box with no label.

Nick turned it over a few times before opening the lid. He pulled out a sleek black fountain pen with a gold heart engraved on the side.

"Charlie..." Nick gasped breathlessly. "It's... It's beautiful."

Relieved that his boyfriend seemed to love the gift, Charlie gave a small smile and tucked the torn wrapping paper into the plastic rubbish bag.

"Wow..." Nick continued, turning it in his palm a few times, before placing it carefully on the side of the coffee table next to them. "Thank you, Charlie."

Charlie nodded softly back.

"Ok Ok Here!" Nick continued with the gift exchange. "I'm excited for this one!"

As Charlie took the box from Nick's hand and slid it open, he gave his boyfriend a puzzled look. A simple black bracelet with a silver bar sat atop the cushioning inside, black vertical lines engraved into the bar at seemingly random lengths and intervals.

Nick smiled, bringing out his phone and pointing the camera at the tag. The screen loaded for a moment, before a picture of Charlie and his closest friends under the Eifel tower popped up.

Charlie gave a happy, breathy laugh. "That's... Nick this is amazing!"

"Now any time you feel alone, you'll always have us with you." Nick pecked Charlie on the cheek, giving his hand a gentle squeeze.

"Thank you. Really."

And with that, another year of presents had come to pass. The floor was already empty (thanks to Charlie being more than on the ball with wrap collecting) and Nick started to stand before Charlie stopped him.

"I still have one more present to give you." Charlie grinned.

Nick, a mixture of surprise and worry washing over him, shuffled closer.

"It's very important..." Charlie continued, wrapping his arms around his boyfriend.

Nick leant into the touch, assuming this was the gift (or perhaps a kiss). How cute.

"And I feel that for Christmas, because it's our first one together..."

NIck paused his relaxation. Something in Charlie's voice sent a chill down his back.

"... I have to give you some Christmas Cheer!"

Nick barely had time to finish listening to the sentence before two mischievous hands clawed at his sides. He shrieked and twisted in Charlie's arms, breaking into giggles of betrayal.

"Merry Christmas Nick!" Charlie shouted over the sounds of his boyfriend's demise, wriggling his fingers up into Nick's armpits.

"CHAHAHAR!" Nick tried to screech out, but the syllables were barely recognizable between his fits of laughter.

The boys had fallen backwards, Charlie holding Nick in a sideways bear hug and maintaining his ticklish grasp on the poor man's upper ribs.

It didn't seem like Charlie planned to stop anytime soon.

#crow's christmas in july 2023 #fic #mine #christmas fic #heartstopper fic #heartstopper tickle fic #nick and charlie tickle fic #also I have such a headcannon that charlie is super soft for sentimental items like photos and stuff #and nick's baking #ITS SLIGHTLY LATE #BUT ITS STILL MONDAY #IT IS FINALLY DONE LEAH IM SO SORRY IT TOOK AGES LMAO BUT HERE YOU GO I HOPE YOU LIKE IT!

[meme-queen-pumpkin]

Starters/prompts from movies: Scrooge (2022)

These starters are all quotes taken from the 2022 Animated version of a Christmas Carol

Buckle in, this is a loooong one because I found so many good quotes to use! This movie just has some amazing dialogue, songs, etc. So I will put it under a read more so as it doesn't clutter up blogs and such! Let's just say I got to 74 before reaching the movie's half way point

Senders, feel free to send in a starter from the rather long list, and maybe add context or ideas for a plot too if you want!

"Oi, watch where you're walking, you great clumsy lump!"

"Didn't realise it was you."

""It is you! I knew it!"

"Where is she? Where's the finest lady in all of London?"

"They say a man makes his own luck...so I suppose I have only myself to blame for this encounter."

"How rude!"

"He's rubbish!"

"An artist would get more than a penny for every thousand posters he sticks up..."

"Quick! Leg it!"

"You! Who are you?!"

"I've more than my fill of people for one...day..."

"She knows a shortcut!"

"The answer is no"

"I despise it and all it stands for."

"The same answer to the same question you ask me every year"

"Life is full of disappointments"

"Please leave, before I say something you will regret."

"You do nothing but trouble me..."

"Yes. As everyone is so fond of..telling me..."

"You have children? Of course you do...."

"Does that sound fair to you?"

"What? What have I done now?"

"10 pence ha'penny! Add that to the ten shillings I have, and add a bit of (name) magic and we can have as fine a dinner as the lord mayor himself!"

"Oh don't be so dramatic.."

"No? No pleasing some people..."

"Every year...the same reminders of the things I've lost..."

"Why should I be bright and merry?"

"Won't someone tell me? Tell me!"

"Seasons greetings? You can keep them."

"Don't they know I have my reasons?"

"I'm not happy so why should they be?"

"Bring them down to size!"

"Treat them tougher!"

"I thought you were dead" "Dead? Dead tired!"

"Sorry for the dramatic entrance, those in charge insist on a touch of pageantry, you see?"

"We were all like you. Trapped in our own selfish worlds!"

"Heed my warning. Before it's too late."

"It's that (name)..interfering. Bringing my blood to the boil. Has me jumping at shadows..."

"It's (Name), Isn't it? Yes, that's the one! (Name)! What a funny name!"

"Who...or err...what are you?"

"Who am I? Why! I can be anyone you've ever known! I can even be you!"

"I was getting to that. You are an impatient one, aren't you? Now shhh!"

"I've gone mad..."

"Mad you say?"

"My dreams are never this exciting...but none of this can be real. So yes, I must be awake....and quite insane."

"Oh hush now."

"There. Did that feel real?"

"It does take it's toll, (action or whatever), Did I not warn you?"

"(Blank). A terrible, terrible thing, a (blank). Uh...What is a (blank) again?"

"You can't escape your past, mate"

"May all your (blank) wishes come true."

"I wanted to give you this. I made it all by myself!"

"A sorry transaction in any currency..."

"You were handsome/pretty. What went wrong?"

"Who's her/him?! Where's her/him?!"

"My! You look splendid!"

"Oh! Look away!"

"But you didn't/don't enjoy it?" "Not one bit" "*sarcastic*Oh yes, you look like you're having an awful time!"

"They say happiness is a thing see, a thing you can't touch. I disagree"

"Happiness is the folly of fools, pity poor me. One of those fools."

"Happiness is standing beside me, I can see him/her. He/She can see me."

"Happiness is a bright star. Are we happy? Yes we are!"

"No? Well I would very much like to see why not!"

"I do wish you'd stop doing that.."

"I would say it's been a pleasure. But it has not."

"I thought....I don't know what I thought..."

"You do so dwell on the bad things in life and then learn nothing from them."

"Not now (name), I have far too much work...later. Later."

"You keep on telling me later...but later never comes around.."

"Please stop telling me later..."

"When we first met...your heart was free..."

"Now you're looking for something...something I could never be.."

"You are really all I need..."

"Take my hand, come with me now and we'll fly free!"

"No more later, we both know that's a lie."

"Don't let this be the day I say goodbye."

"There is no later!"

"Goodbye, (name)..."

"That could have been you..I suppose. Oh too bad."

"There is no going back, nor changing what has been."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It was (name), she/he/they dared me. Oh we do have fun here."

"Where am I? When am I?"

"You are in the here and now! Isn't it fabulous?!"

"I make life a perpetual spree."

"Life has it's brighter side too!"

"Who'd like the privelage to dine me?"

"Life is short, make it count!"

"Life is a wonderful thing for living!"

"Are you ready?!" "Oh I'm ready. Ready to go home!"

"Hit the town? I'll hit something else in a minute!"

"No? Well did you ever ask him/her/them?"

"He/she/they assured me that times are hard." "Times are hard For us. Not him/her/them."

"This beautiful day that I dream about, there's a world I would love to see. It's a beautiful place where the sun comes out and shines in the sky for me."

"There's no place I would rather be."

"The future is as much a mystery to me as it is to you."

"There is no great secret to any of this. You just have to do the best you can with the time you have."

"Would ya look at that?"

"Your colleagues were really rather fond of speaking...more than I would have liked."

"I live my life as well as I can. I have my faults but who doesn't?"

"Very well, lead on..."

"On behalf of all the people who have gathered here, I would merely like to mention if I may (Insert speech or dialogue)"

"Our unanimous attitude is one of lasting gratitude for what our friend has done for us today."

"Thank you very much. That's the nicest thing that anyone's ever done for me!"

"It isn't everyday good fortune comes your way!"

"I could've done more...I could've done something..." (Angsty potential. Major angst)

"I wouldn't hang around for any mourners mate, nobody's sorry to see this one go."

"I will not become this man whose death is the cause of so much celebration."

"Why show me this if I am past all hope?"

"I'm glad (name) found the happiness she/he/they deserved. Perhaps it's not too late for me to find my own."

"I'll begin again, I'll rebuild my life."

"I'll live to know I've fulfilled my life."

"The future I make will be one that will last."

"I'll make quite certain that the story ends on a note of hope."

#rp resources #rp meme #rp resource #movie quotes #quotes

[merotwst]

'TIS THE DAMN SEASON !

‹ . merotwst's christmas and 250 followers celebration event ! ›

⑇

[ what could you and your boy be up to this holiday season? ]

❅ PROMPT LIST !

» choose one of the following word prompts along with the dialogue prompt of your choice. keep in mind you may also send in your own dialogue or scenario if you'd like as long as it's associated with the word prompt.

⑇

⇝frozen ; “is it safe to skate on?”, “careful with the icicles there!”, “i left it out for a bit and now it's frozen.”

⇝angels ; “come and lay down on the snow with me!” , “put the angels on the tree.” , “since when have you owned an angel cookie cutter?”

⇝coal ; “finally! back in the warmth!” , “i'll start a fire.” , “it's cozier around the fireplace with a blanket and a mug of hot cocoa.”

⇝scarf ; “here, have my scarf instead.” , “the snowman needs a scarf!” , “slow down! there's enough food for both of us don't scarf it all down in one go.”

⇝eggnog ; “this party's as awful as the eggnog they serve.” , “huh? what do you mean we're out of eggnogs?!” , “hey, can you give me a sip of that?”

⇝tree ; “picking one out doesn't have to be this complicated.” , “what do you mean chop the tree down?!” , “you think i can fit that through the door?”

⇝star ; “put it at the very top of the tree.” , “i love the star shaped frostings on this.” , “the stars are so bright tonight.”

⇝heat ; “heat up the oven for me, will you?” , “we don't really have snow where i come from.” , “careful! that's still hot.”

⇝wrap ; “i had to last minute christmas shop so... sorry if i couldn't wrap it.” , “wrap your arms around me, i'm cold.” , “who wraps their presents this way? it's so hard to open!”

⇝lights ; “i think that store is still open! its lights are still on!” , “why is there a blackout on christmas eve?!” , “could you hold on to the ladder while i try to hang the lights?”

⇝ball ; “stop throwing snowballs at my window!” , “would you come with me to a winter ball?” , “stop playing with the baubles and hang them on the tree already.”

⇝song ; “that's a pretty tune you're playing.” , “i liked listening to the carolers.” , “come on, sing it for me! i won't ask you again.”

⇝ event details:

request durations: dec 1 to dec 10 or until all the prompts have been taken

character limit: up to 3 characters but only 1 romantic character (x reader)

will write: platonic and/or romantic, twisted wonderland nrc students only, no ships (sorry </3)

will not write: nsfw (not yet folks)

writing format will be in drabbles or ficlet form.

❅ there will be 12 prompts given out. you may request your preferred twst character to be written using this single word prompt via my askbox. you may give your additional ideas along with your request.

❅ the prompts can only be requested once.

❅ what i mean by this is once i see a prompt + character requested, i'll update this list by crossing out the prompts already in my inbox.

❅ as much as i'd like to write multiple of the same prompt, i get bored way too quickly when things get redundant. adding to that, i'm also going to be quite busy this month so i'm only giving 12 prompts.

❅ what happens when two people send the same prompt? it's a first come first serve basis. the first one who sent the prompt in my inbox gets their fic written. however! doesn't mean if i find an idea interesting, i wouldn't save it for future fics ;)

❅ i want everyone to have fun and enjoy this holiday season! thank you all again so much for all the love you've been giving my works <3 i really enjoy it here because you all made it such a lovely place for me. sending you all so much love and i look forward to seeing your prompt ideas soon!

⇝event masterlist

© merotwst 2022

#. merowrites #tis the damn season merotwst #twisted wonderland x reader #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines

[tweedlydumbtweedlydoo]

42. “If I have to fake a smile for any longer I might actually commit murder so get me out of here as fast as you possibly can”

with Bucky- i imagine you are dragged to a holiday party by your family with people you don’t really know/or like. Everyone is just asking about what you do for work and over friendly with bucky. So you go on a walk/ leave early

Yes I love it! 💖🎄

Added to my list

#seasonal prompt list 2022: christmas

[kpopjust4u]

Kinkmas - Day 4: Brat Taming W/ Mark

Post Date: 4th December 2022 Content: Smut - GOT7 Mark x Reader WC: 1.2K TW?: Brat Taming/ Dom!Mark/ Sub!Reader/ Choking/ Spanking/ Foreplay Summary: It’s the season to behave...or not. It didn’t take a lot for Mark to switch when you tested his patience over Christmas party planning.

Masterlist               Kinkmas Masterlist                     Prompt list

“Right, we need x amount of of this particular party food for the vegetarians and vegans that may join the party, we can’t be leaving them out,” Mark mumbles to himself, scribbling on a piece of paper that you assumed to be a list. 

A party that you dropped on Mark around your friends a few weeks ago, proposing that you’ll have a Christmas party at your place. And now Mark was stuck organising it because he wants you to be happy but you were being less than helpful. 

Hanging over him, you’re playing with his brunette locks, braiding them before letting them loose, paying more attention to that than the actual task of planning. 

“Baby, are you going to help me plan your party or not?” his voice sharpens the second your lips connect to his lips, fighting the pleasure in frustration that he doesn’t want to be planning this alone. 

“I am helping,” you giggle against his neck, pulling the pen out of his hand as you decide to take a seat on his lap facing away from him, picking up the pen to doodle in the corner of the piece of paper. 

Mark throws his head back in frustration, lifting you off of his lap as you pout at him, trying to stifle a little giggle at how he’s acting, you just wanted to be a little tease but he seriously wasn’t in the mood. 

Briefly looking at the piece of paper that barely had anything on it, he decides to leave it for now, looking at the box of decorations in the corner of the room, “I’m just going to start decorating instead”.

Picking up the box, he disappears into the living room and you follow behind slowly, a smirk plastered on your lips as you tried to be as quiet as possible, watching him go through the decorations and organise them into piles.

Once the piles were sorted, he looks into the corner of the room where it would be the perfect place to put the tree, tapping his head in confusion about where he had put the tree after the year before. 

“The tree’s in the attic,” you gently point out, taking a seat on the couch, out of the way as he goes to retrieve it, coming back with a bigger box not even five minutes later.

Just as he was about to set it up, you decide that it was a perfect idea to get in his way, stripping down to your strappy crop top and shorts pulled up to reveal the bottom of your ass cheeks, trying to deter his attention away from the tree.

“Will you stop getting in the way?” Mark sighs in frustration, gently picking you up to place you back onto the coach, but you pull on his shirt collar, pulling him to give him a kiss on the lips.

Happily, to return it, he smiled into the kiss, your lips gently colliding as he pulls away seconds later, leaving you to go back to sorting the tree, but you just weren’t liking how little attention you were getting.

Getting back up to your feet, you start going through the piles of decorations, picking them up and rushing to the tree to decorate it even though he has barely put it together.

“Baby, the tree isn’t even up yet, can you wait?” Mark giggles, finding it cute, thinking you were just getting excited to decorate as you rush ot grab a few more ornaments, getting in his way again.

Standing right in front of him as he attempts to put the rest of the tree together, you press yourself right up against him, wiggling your ass on his crotch as you bend over slightly to add the decoration to the tree.

Mark hisses, pulling away from you but you just insist on teasing him, trying to distract him from decorating. And it gets to the point where his patience was wearing thin with you.

The next time you attempted to tease him, brushing his semi-hard cock through his joggers, he grabs you by the throat, pulling you back against his body, hissing in your ear as he nips at your ear lobe, “You’re such a brat, you know that?”.

You didn’t react to him, smirking as you knew he couldn’t see your face as his grip tightens around your throat, breathing heavily into your ear which sends shivers down your spine. His tone of voice should’ve been enough to make you behave but you just weren’t giving up until you had gotten what you wanted.

Wiggling your ass on him once again with a giggle falling from your lips, Mark directs you over to the couch, bending you over the arm of it, your ass full in his view.

He yanks the fabric down to sit around your thighs, your ass exposed to him, decorated with his favourite pretty little thong that you’d always wear when you wanted to please him.

“Oh you slut,” he hisses again through gritted teeth, pulling at the string of your thong, releasing it so it snapped against your bare skin, making you yelp into the pillow that you’ve taken hold of. 

He’s barely touching you and he could see you soak through the fabric, scoffing to himself as he uses a finger to caress your cunt through the fabric, making you whimper, satisfied that you were finally getting something. But of course, he wasn’t going to give in to you that easily. 

Watching you grip hard onto the pillow, makes contact and light, barely touching you as his finger trails up to your ass cheek, caressing it before creating a bright red handprint after slapping it hard, making your ass jiggle.

“Little brats don’t get what they want so easily,” he teases with a seductive tone in his voice, sending another strike down on your ass but the other cheek, creating a matching hand print as the skin rises in bright red.

A little whine escapes you as you try to wiggle your ass at him, trying to invite him to do more but he just laughs at your pathetic attempt. 

You start to think you’re getting somewhere when the fabric that covers your core is removed, the cool air making you shiver as it brushes over your warm and wet core, your thong meeting your shorts around your thighs.

Mark teases a finger through your folds, making you jump slightly at the contact as you hold the pillow against your face to muffle the whimpers that fall out.

The tip of his finger circles your clit, making shapes on it as your clench around nothing, your slickened core sore for attention as you make your lewd sounds more audible, lifting your head up from the pillow.

“I need you,” the breathless whimper leaves your lips as he stops the second you speak, his finger just sitting right on your clit.

“Naughty little brats don’t get to speak unless spoken to, you got it?” Mark growls, pressing his finger against your clit harshly as he moves it ever so slowly, watching you nod, wanting to protest, “Be good for me, and you’ll eventually get what you want, princess”. 

~

Tags: @scuzmunkie, @ateezreactionsandscenarios, @trashlord-007, @fanfictrashlord-007

#kpop #kpop blog #kpop fanfic #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop kinkmas #kpop hard hours #got7 #got7 fanfic #got7 scenarios #got7 imagines #got7 imagines mark #got7 kinkmas #got7 hard hours #got7 mark #mark tuan #got7 mark smut

[dustofthedailylife]

Welcome to my first-ever writing collab event! I’m really excited and hope to welcome as many Genshin writers as possible. Everyone is welcome to participate!

Winter is rapidly approaching here and so is Christmas. And with it, it brings the most comfortable and cozy holiday season for me. Therefore I’d like all of us to come together to celebrate it with the most sickenly-sweet and cavity-inducing fluff we can come up with.

✦ Event Status: ENDED ✦ Deadline for join-requests: December 20, 2022 ✦ Deadline for fic posts: December 25, 2022

✦ Event Masterlist → this way! ♡

✦ — 「INSTRUCTIONS」

Please make sure you’ve read the Guidelines for the event. 

Send me an ask stating that you’d like to participate in the event and which characters and prompts you intend to write for. 

Example: “Hi Dust, I want to participate in your Winter Wonderland Collab for [character(s)] and with [optional prompt(s)]”)

Reblog this post once you're in, please! ♡

✦ — 「GUIDELINES & RULES」

The fics should only be SFW, Genshin Men x Reader. Slight suggestiveness however is also okay as long as you tag it accordingly. NSFW is not allowed.

Genre: Fluff. Make your readers kick their feet and bite their pillows because they can’t handle the cuteness.

The fics should be at least 500 words; there is no maximum number of words.

There is no limit on how many characters you want to include in your post.

You may write/post up to three individual posts for the event. 

You are not allowed to write for the child/minor characters if the fic is romantic; do not age them up either.

It’s optional for you to use up to 5 prompts from the prompt list below. You may also alter or combine them.

The format can be headcanons, drabbles, one-shots etc.; you choose.

The deadline only concerns posting so make sure to have posted it before December 25. You can post it at any time from now until then.

When you post your fic make sure to tag me and use the hashtag #dust winter wonderland so I can add it to the event masterlist.

Please reblog this post as an acknowledgment if you participate.

I’d prefer if there is no backing out once you’re in unless of course there is a valid reason/emergency on your end.

Make sure to tag the contents of your fic accordingly so readers know what to expect (e.g. trigger warnings, quest spoilers, etc.)

If you want to change your prompt or your characters after being added to the event, please send me an ask so I can alter it on the masterlist.

Any further questions or interest in participating? Hit me up with an ask! 💕[Prompt-List below the cut.]

✦ — 「PROMPTS」

"I think the power just went out.”

“This is best gift I have ever received in my entire life."

“I guess we’re stuck here until the snowstorm dies down.”

“So, are you going to be my Christmas present?”

“Come on! Help me decorate [the tree/the house/etc.]!”

“It’s our first holiday together.”

“You look adorable covered in snow.”

“The snow got everywhere and now it’s melted and I’m soaking, uuugh”

“Did you put the mistletoe here just so you had an excuse to kiss me?”

“Hey, look up…mistletoe.”

“Come under the blanket! I’m freezing!”

“Mhhh, smells good, what are you making?”

“Have you been naughty or nice this year?”

“Cuddles? Please?”

“You spent how much on decorations?”

“Are you cold? Here, take my [clothing article].” 

“All I want for Christmas is you”

“I'm hoping Yule come with me to make some wreaths and decorate." - "I suppose that depends on if you intend to keep making these terrible puns."

“Oh, how convenient, there is a mistletoe above us.”

“Stop moving! I’m trying to get warm!”

“Cookies? Oooh, are they for me?”

"You smiled! I saw it, so no denying it."

"Everyone should dance amidst the falling snowflakes at least once in their lives."

“I even put some extra mini marshmallows in your hot cocoa.”

"You're definitely the only person I would do this for."

✦ — 「PARTICIPANTS」

@teyvattales || @silentmoths || @intothegenshinworld || @actiniumwrites || @dottorearchive || @hiraya-rawr || @thcma

#dust winter wonderland #genshin impact #genshin fanfic #genshin fanfiction #genshin fluff #genshin x reader #genshin drabbles #genshin headcanons #genshin x you #genshin imagines #genshin x y/n #genshin x female reader #genshin x gn reader #genshin event #genshin writing

[look-i-love-u]

Dear Jane, @captainjowl, happy day-after-christmas to you! I hope you have a wonderful day and can find some peace and quiet during the last few days of the year. I loved your prompt when I saw it on the list and hope you love this little AU I wrote.

Summary: Being an EMT during the holiday season is bad enough without having a TV crew watching his every step, so Ian hates everything about his superior`s new project. Including the members of the crew. At least till he sees the guy manning the huge camera as if it weighs nothing and isn't afraid to speak his mind…

This story is part of the Gallavich Giveaway 2022, run by the generous @gallavichthings. Thank you for this event! It's been a lot of fun!

#gallavich #gallavich gift exchange #I saw everyone else do a graphic for their stories...I never made one before...I tried #I hope people aren't tired of these fics yet XD #gge 2022 #shameless #mickey milkovich #ian gallagher #meet ugly?/meet cute? #enemies to friends to lovers

[dixonlvr-online]

FIC ADVENT CALENDAR 2022

Pairing: Daryl Dixon x Reader, Reader x misc characters (platonic)

Genre: Fluff

A/N: For the month of December I'll be writing one TWDU fic a day based on the prompts I've listed below. All are Daryl x Reader or general family fics :) I do celebrate Christmas so that's going to be the main holiday in these.

Note: All stories connect to make one big story about Reader and Daryl's holiday season each year, but they can also be read as oneshots.

Pre-Prison Prison      Alexandria      Commonwealth

Day 1: Gloves Daryl gives Reader his gloves when he notices their hands won’t stop shaking.

Day 2: Winter clothes The group breaks into a shopping center to find winter attire. Reader and Daryl share a moment.

Day 3: Cold Nights in powerless houses are freezing, so Daryl keeps Reader warm.

Day 4: Snowed in The group is snowed in at their current house. Reader suggests a festive game to lighten the mood.

Day 5: Decorating Reader, Maggie, Beth, and Carol make the prison more festive for the holidays, much to Daryl and Rick's exasperation.

Day 6: Blankets Daryl and Reader share a guard tower shift on a freezing night. Talk turns to the future.

Day 7: Shopping Maggie and Reader go on a run for gifts.

Day 8: Secret Daryl does something nice for the group in secret.

Day 9: Gift It’s Christmas Day at the prison, so everyone exchanges gifts. Reader gives Daryl his gift in private.

Day 10: Confession Daryl and Reader confess their feelings on New Year’s Eve.

Day 11: Photo Aaron takes a photo of Daryl and Reader.

Day 12: Snow Daryl is an attractive snowball fighter.

Day 13: Tree Daryl gets Reader a Christmas tree.

Day 14: Cuddle After decorating the house, Daryl and Reader cuddle on the couch.

Day 15: Snowman

Day 16: Cookies

Day 17: Mistletoe

Day 18: Tradition

Day 19: Sleeping in

Day 20: Drink

Day 21: Memory

Day 22: Dinner

Day 23: Secret Santa

Day 24: Early

Day 25: Family

BONUS Day 26: No power

BONUS Day 27: Santa

BONUS Day 28: Resolution

#daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #the walking dead #advent calendar #december prompts #daryl dixon imagine #twd x reader #winter fic

[skepticbeliever-bookclub]

Hello lovely followers,

Ever wonder about the fics that don’t make it through the final round of voting for the bi-weekly read in the book club? You’re in luck!

The book club is structured so that we solicit nominations from our members, either based on a theme or a trope or simply a request for their favorites, and develop a list of ten nominations, which are then narrowed down to a top three. The top three fics end up in our weekend vote and the winner of that vote becomes our book club fic for that week.

‘Tis the season; in the Northern Hemisphere, the nights are drawing in and our final round of the year is upon us! This week, we took nominations for all fics winter-holiday themed, to get us in the mood before our December break.

Our top three voted fics for this read were all from the Skeptic Believer Book Club Secret Santa fic exchange that took place in 2020. More on the winning fic very soon, but for now, here are our delightful runners-up:

I Think We’re Snowblind - 7_Magpies | 3.3k, E, complete 

Things are tense between Shane and Ryan.

Then they get stuck together on a ski lift.

made of glass the way you see through me - uneventfulhouses | 19k, E, complete

Now he’s hearing things. We should probably start thinking about how to save this trip, maybe Ryan—

“Are you talking to me?” Ryan asks again.

“No,” Shane says, more adamantly. “What’s wrong with you?”

“I feel like I keep hearing you say something,” Ryan says.

It’s probably a concussion, and the symptoms didn’t look—

or; the one where a little christmas magic lends ryan a peek into shane's mind.

Finally, for all you writers, please remember to check out this year’s open fic event: the Skeptic Believer Book Club Advent Calendar 2022! There are 24 seasonal prompts for the month of December, and we’d love it if you took part. 

WOULD YOU LIKE TO JOIN US FOR OUR NEXT DISCUSSION? CHECK OUT THE FAQ, AND SEND US AN ASK! IF YOU’RE LOOKING FOR FIC RECS, PLEASE CHECK OUT OUR READS, NOMINEES AND BOOK CLUB REC LISTS!

#shyan #shyan fic #skeptic believer #otp: we took an oath #weekly read runners up #sbbookclub