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hurricane-heatt · 5 months
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whewchilly · 1 year
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Merry Sebmas 🎅🏻
by Conor McDonnell
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thought were getting a sebmas greeting but no he just wants my money
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gaybybirth · 6 years
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Sebmas: Day Three
You get Bucky a personal Christmas present. 
Warnings: Bucky overwhelmingly happy
“Where are you taking me, doll?” Bucky stepped off the jet with your guidance. You had tied a blindfold over his eyes. 
“That’s a secret.” You smiled and reached for his flesh hand before hesitating. He’d feel your racing heartbeat with that hand. You intertwined your fingers with his metal ones instead. “We’re almost there, come on.”
You led him down a few blocks before coming to a halt behind an extravagant building. You took a deep breath before taking a step forward. Bucky didn’t move. You turned to speak but stopped when you spotted the smirk on his lips.
“You know, most people are too afraid to touch my metal arm.” He lifted his arm. “And yet here you are...”
“Yeah?” You raised an eyebrow, forgetting he can’t see it. 
“Why’d you take this hand?” He moved closer. “Sweaty palms?”
“No.” You smiled.
“Shakey hands?” Closer.
“No.”
“Rapid heartbeat?” He took your other hand in his. “Very rapid heartbeat.” 
“We’ve been walking.” You responded quickly.
“Yeah.” He raised a hand to his lips and planted a faint kiss on your knuckles. “I’m sure that’s it.” 
You cleared your throat before pulling your hand from his flesh one. You turned on your heels and led him into the building without words. The crowds slowly dissipated as you neared your destination. Bucky was getting antsy, you could tell. He kept shifting his head to hear different conversations to figure out where he was. 
When you finally arrived, you found two chairs set up for you. You sat Bucky down in one before removing his blindfold. As the fabric fell away, he opened his eyes to the Howling Commando exhibit. However, you had worked with Steve and the museum curator to make the exhibit less modern and more 1940s. All of the modern technology was stripped and was replaced with images and documents from Bucky’s and Steve’s childhoods and their time spent fighting in the war. Swing music played and old bits of Stark Industries commercials played in between. Bucky’s hands covered his mouth. 
You sat down in the other chair and raised your hands, motioning to the area in front of you. Instantly, Bucky was on his feet and looking around. You slid your phone out and sent pictures and videos to Steve as Bucky worked through the information. 
Had you been keeping track of the time you would’ve been there for three hours but you were too mesmerized by Bucky engulfing all the information he could. You knew he was trying to make the moment last forever. When he finally turned around his eyes were bloodshot and his cheeks were tearstained. He approached you and yanked you into a rib-crushing hug. He held you for what felt like an eternity that was entirely too short. When he pulled away you longed for his arms to be back around you. 
“Thank you...” He whispered. 
“That’s not all.” You returned. “Although, the next part of your gift is also Steve’s gift.”
“Oh?” Bucky sniffled as he cocked an eyebrow. 
“And it requires us to get a costume change.”
You led Bucky downstairs to a changing room just outside of a large ballroom. He narrowed his eyes before entering the room. Steve was inside with Sharon. You escorted Bucky behind a changing curtain and handed him a hidden outfit. You left before you could hear his reaction. 
You and Sharon slid out and went into the ballroom. You continued setting up while you waited for Wanda and Natasha to bring the boys in. Period music started up as soon as the doors opened. The entire team had made it and greeted the men as they made their way into the room.
You and Sharon had managed to find Steve’s and Bucky’s replica uniforms of their original military attire. Your jaw dropped at how beautiful Bucky looked in it. Bucky’s eyes landed on you after he finished taking in the ballroom, which had been decorated like a Howard Stark gathering from the 1940s, thanks to Tony and the pictures he had of his dad from the time. 
Bucky excused himself from his friends before approaching you. Sharon was already headed towards Steve. You fought off tears as you saw Bucky; you’d never seen him happier. He shook his head before peering up at you.
“I can’t believe you’ve pulled this off...all of it...” His eyes were brighter than ever.
“I didn’t do it alone.” You glanced down at the ground nervously.
“Bullshit.” Bucky scoffed. “Nat already let it slip that this was entirely your idea.”
“I mean...”
“Based on all of this...” He took your hands in his. “The perfection that this has been...” He slid his hands up your arms, down your back, and rested them on your hips. “One could say that you might have a crush on me.” He began to sway to the music; you followed.
“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You looked away. “I’m just a good friend.”
“Yeah.” Bucky smiled before resting his forehead against yours. “Just a really good friend.”
“Yeah.” You chuckled. “Merry Christmas, Bucky.”
“Merry Christmas, (Y/N).”
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bartsugsy · 5 years
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dear santa
how do i make it so that a recast seb moves back in with robron forever
a child isn’t for christmas it’s for life
love and kisses
ur sweet son loseph xoxo
p.s. 👱🏻‍♂️🧔🏻👱🏼‍♀️🧒🏼
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sebbystanimagines · 6 years
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Prompt: “i got you for secret santa so i got you this really expensive but sentimental gift that you’ve always wanted, hoping you’ll never find out it’s from me “
Warnings: lil sad at first! 
Author’s Note: Happy FIRST DAY OF SEBMAS! Get ready for imagines every day leading up to Christmas ^_^ We love you guys! - Liv
You can find the first part here. Please read that first!
That day, you could not focus on your lines. It didn’t help that you were with Bucky in the scene. It was heart-wrenching to know a gift you worked so hard on had it’s credit taken.
“Cut. That’s a wrap on that scene. Scarlett jogged up to the two of you, as she was in the next scene. Sebastian turned from you to her, hugging the hell out of her.
“Thanks for the amazing Christmas gift. It means so much to me.” You looked away to just ignore it. It was too much for you.
“What? I got Evans a gift. Y/N had you, doofus.” Scarlett nodded towards you. Sebastian let her go, turning to look back at you once more.
“Y/N, why didn’t you tell me?” He wrapped you in a warm hug. It took all you had not to burst into tears right there.
You took a deep breath before speaking. Your arms moved to pull him away a little. “It would have made things obvious. I was hoping you’d guess and it would make things easier.”
Sebastian’s head tilted a bit, confusion ever so evident. You heard Scarlett walk off and ask for a ten minute break for everyone. 
“Make what so obvious? You’re worrying me, Y/N.” Sebastian held your arms. It felt weird with the metal arm on. 
“I’ve had a crush on you for a while, and I wanted to finally tell you with this amazing gift. Like, Elizabeth has even been dropping hints to you because I was too nervous. I just, I worked myself up too much and let myself believe this would work. I am such an-”
Sebastian shut you up with a kiss. Usually, you hated that because men shouldn’t resolve anything with just kissing a woman. However, this time was an exception. You felt tears fall as you kissed him back. Emotions surged through you.
“Y/N, will you go to dinner with me tonight?” His voice was soft, face mere inches from yours. You gave a single nod.
“Of course. I’d love to,” you whispered back. 
The two of you kissed again. You wouldn’t let go until you had to. Sebastian was so warm against the cold air blowing against you outside. This was the nice beginning to something merry and bright.
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gotyouanyway · 2 years
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it’s 12am merry sebmas :)
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Day 1 of Sebmas
Summary: I have to pretend I didn’t hear you asking my dad for his blessing to marry me
Warnings: None
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     I’d always been a sucker for holiday traditions. Thick socks, festive sweaters, baking, spending time with family, and everything in between. Now after a few years of dating, Sebastian was a staple in those traditions too. Everyone around us could see how special he was to me. I knew he was the one and every day I hoped he would pop the question.
     Sebs and I were in upstate New York visiting my parents for the holidays to have a nice family dinner and exchange presents. I was cleaning up the table with my mom after eating. I went to the kitchen and paused when I heard my dad and Sebastian talking to each other out in the hall. I didn’t want to snoop but it sounded like a serious conversation. My dad usually seemed to get along with my boyfriend. He was skeptical in the beginning because he was an actor but they had great conversations together.
     “We’ve been together for a while and we’ve talked about moving in together.” Sebastian’s voice floated into the kitchen.
     I set down some plates quietly and lingered by the ‘fridge to listen.
     “I just feel like this is the right time. I can’t imagine spending the rest of my life with anyone else but her.”
     My heart sped up so fast I was worried they could hear it through the wall. Was he really talking about what I thought he was talking about?
     “So I guess what I’m really getting to is if I could get your blessing to ask your daughter to marry me.” Sebastian’s voice sounded nervous but hopeful.
     I had to bite down on my tongue from squealing out loud. I wanted to scream happily into a pillow. The love of my life was going to ask me to marry him. I was going to get married to my best friend. I was breathing so fast I felt a little dizzy.
     “I know you make her very happy, Sebastian.” My father sounded firm and I could picture his hard-lined face. I was always his little girl and I was sure it was difficult to see me growing up so fast. “You’re a good man and I know you’ll take care of her, so I would be a fool to say no.”
     “Thank you so much, sir. I promise to be there for her for the rest of our lives.” Sebastian’s voice flooded with relief.
     “I know you will.”
     I was so happy I felt like crying but I had to quickly move to the sink when I heard my father and boyfriend returning. I pretended like I was doing dishes the entire time and oblivious to their conversation.
     “Dinner was great honey.” My father touched my shoulder and kissed my cheek. “Thank you for helping your mom out.”
     “Of course, dad.” I smiled.
     “I have to go talk to her, is she in the dining room?” He asked.
     I nodded. “She’s cleaning up.” My eyes wandered to Sebastian who had a huge smile on his face. “What were you two talking about?” I asked, feigning curiosity.
     He just shook his head. “Sports, you know, guy stuff.” He walked over to the counter. “I’ll dry.” He offered and grabbed a dishtowel.
     “Sure thing.” We kept glancing at each other with loving eyes. I knew I just couldn’t wait for that perfect moment just as much as him.
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jamesbvck · 5 years
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sebmas themed december has commenced! new icon + header! 🎅🏻
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The month of October is marked as the breast cancer awareness month in countries across the world. The campaigns held across the world helps to increase attention and support to fight the cancer. http://www.qoo.ly/sebma #
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a very merry sebmas - day 12
pairing: mob!sebastian stan x innocent!reader
a/n: another visit to one of my past characters. hope you enjoy xx
holiday divider by @firefly-graphics​
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“nate, lizzie, cut it off” sebastian walked into the living room of their apartment, noticing that nate and lizzie had started to throw christmas baubles at each other instead of decorating the tree. 
oli was being held by sebastian, immediately running to him once his siblings started a fight to hide from it. 
“drop the baubles, now” his tough act didn’t come out to play often yet they were throwing glass ornaments at each other, something which would definitely cause damage. “right who started it?” 
the two siblings looked at each other, oli pretty much holding onto his father’s neck, clear of any guillt, before lizzie and oli pointed at each other “you know that santa doesn’t like liars.” “but lizzie threw the first ball” “robin elizabeth stan, did you throw the first ball?” “yes daddy but nate is stealing my turn of picking the movie” “nathaniel, was it lizzie’s turn?” “she only watches rudolph and rudolph is for babies” “i’m not a baby” 
sebastian sighed, sitting on the couch in the middle of their fighting children “you know, mummy is gonna be very sad when she comes back and there’s no tree. do you wanna make mummy sad?” “no daddy” “c’mon apologise”
y/n had been gone, having been called by her father and brother for some meetings which she desperately had tried to get rid off yet had to go
sebastian normally wasn’t home alone with the kids, he didn’t like to travel alone and neither did y/n and the last time he had spent time alone with the kids, lizzie still hadn’t been born so he was not expecting how hard it would be to take care of three children on his own
“oli, don’t you wanna go watch movies with lizzie and nate?” “no i want mummy” “mummy is gonna be here in a bit, darling.” “no, daddy. mummy and i always cook on christmas eve” “i can cook with you” “no you can’t make the muffins mummy makes” “why don’t you teach me?”
the 4 year old looked at his dad with confusion “but what if mummy is sad?” “don’t you wanna bake muffins for mummy when she arrives?” “yes daddy”
sebastian sat the toddler on the balcony who was holding onto the mixing bowl
in all honesty, he still couldn’t cook if his life depended on it but, luckily for him, y/n liked to keep all her recipes in an entirely too elaborate binder
opening it on the recipe page he started putting the ingredients in the bowl while oliver happily mixed them together
sebastian had promised himself he would try to be closer with oli. he was mostly always glued to y/n, having cried when she left for new york while lizzie and nate mostly tended to spend more time with him.
he knew why oli was more keen to be with y/n. she was the one who was most like him and he didn’t really enjoy joining his siblings bickering.
however, every once in a while, oli would rush into sebastian’s office and stay there so he had to admit he was enjoying baking with his son
“what muffin cases would mummy like best?” he took some muffin cases from the pantry, showing them to his son who pointed to the gold ones “good choice buddy. do you wanna put the batter in?” he nodded and not much longer, his other two kids were peaking into the kitchen
“daddy, do you wanna watch elf with us?” “okay, go grab the blankets”
oli jumped off the balcony following his siblings to grab some blankets and pillows which were quickly thrown onto the floor 
“you know guys, we should do a pillow fort” “YES PILLOW FORT”
he laughed at everyone’s excitement, finishing the fort in 20 minutes and putting themselves under it to watch the christmas film
around 4 in the afternoon, the door knob jiggled and y/n walked in suit-case in hand
“MUMMY” the three kids kicked the blankets away running over to her “come join our fort” “you built a fort?” “daddy built it but we decorated” “and i baked muffins, mummy” 
sebastian followed after them, tired smile on his face as he leaned down to kiss his wife “you look unharmed” “how was it?” “my father is not very happy about some transactions and he’ll probably bother you about it” “uhm sounds like something your father would do” “i see you cooked. is it safe to eat?” “i would wait for me to eat first, angel” “i missed you” “i missed you too, three kids on your own is hard” “did lizzie and nate started bickering again?” “yes” “did oli run away to you for safety?” “yes” “at least they’re consistent” “yeah, we do have great kids, angel” “we do, don’t we?” 
y/n joining the fort, cuddling up to sebastian while the kids watch the christmas movies wide eyed at the christmas magic
“merry christmas, angel” “merry christmas, seb”
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a very merry sebmas - day 9
pairing: hades!bucky barnes x reader
a/n: this was supposed to be the continuation to frank’s from day 8 BUT @lookiamtrying​ mentioned hades!bucky and i want to thank her and also revisit my sad immortal boy so here we go!!!
p.s.: if you want any seb characters or even any of my past characters back for following days drop me an ask, message, comment, let me know
holiday divider by @firefly-graphics​
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it’s a known fact that all underworld dwellers, even Hecate, adore the newly appointed goddess of Spring
there is not a day when she doesn’t stop by any soul, any entity, anything really just to say yellow and hand them a fresh flower from her garden
not only is she a beloved goddess, she is a respected and smart ruler, with some saying she holds better care of her crown than her husband does
of course bucky will just roll his eyes at this coment, he is after all the lord of the underworld but even he knows that his y/n, the one who sits by his right, is clearly a born-leader, worthy of the title of lady of the underworld
a title that y/n actually doesn’t really enjoy
call her persephone? she might take a minute to reply but she’s okay with it. your majesty? also ok. pesky mortal? totally fine. lady of the underworld? no.
she is also the heart of the underworld, making sure that everything is normal in the most unreal of circumstances which is why she stood her ground when hecate told her that there’s no christmas celebrations
“what do you mean no christmas?” “it’s a silly holiday for silly mortals” “i don’t care. we’re doing it.” “that’s not how things are done here” “when you become queen you can decide how things are done”
hecate, the self proclaimed rule follower, came rushing down into bucky’s office the moment y/n refused to listen to her
clearly nothing came out of it because, let’s be honest, bucky is a simp for y/n
cut to a very annoyed hecate as y/n sets a garden merely with christmas flowers
okay but bucky doesn’t really know what hit him until he gets home and there’s twinkle lights everywhere
“bucky you’re home” “looks like you’ve been busy, sunflower” “it does take time to make the land of the dead look like a hallmark postcard but i am doing my best” “you should’ve asked for help. i don’t really trust you doing this all by yourself while pregnant” “well hecate is still upset you sided with me so i don’t think i’m getting any help from her” “sometimes i think you forget you’re the queen of the underworld” “so?” “you get to demand things” “see bucky this is why they like me better”
to be honest, bucky will just do anything to make her happy and will even go against most of gods’ wishes not to go into the mortal realm so he can take y/n to christmas in ny
y/n feels a bit odd visiting the mortal realm, it’s almost a complete different experience yet she can’t help but smile at the normality of cuddling against her husband’s side while walking into the snow filled grounds of new york
bucky will even buy a bunch of her favourite christmas treats and bring them back to the underworld
y/n getting to put on her first winter solstice party for the other gods and being too good at it
other gods being upset she’s pregnant and bucky just pretty much rubbing it on everyone’s face
oh yes. the two mortals turned gods have managed to get a kid in a proper way.
y/n wearing a very long dress during winter solstice celebrations so she can  walk barefoot because she’s uncomfortable due to her pregnancy.
ariadne and psyche pretty much spending all the time with y/n because let’s be honest, those three have a little “mortal turned goddess” club and only trust each other
bucky being jealous of them touching y/n’s bump
the party endings and bucky sneaking out of the underworld with y/n to see the snow falling down from her old apartment
“they’re gonna notice we’re not there” “nonsense, they’re too drunk to even know who they are” “thank you for bringing me here” “anything for you, sunflower.”
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a very merry sebmas - day 2
pairing: carter baizen x reader
a/n: it’s day two!! i hope your december is going lovely so far and i hope you enjoy day 2 of my headcanon advent calendar with carter “deserved better” baizen. xx
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new york looked more inviting than a christmas hallmark movie could make it look. 
there was snow on the ground and christmas decorations everywhere you looked. it was the picture perfect winter wonderland and for the very first time carter was spending it at his penthouse in the upper east side instead of some golden sand beach in the caribbean 
it was the very first year he had someone to spent it with, someone who was worth going through the new yorker snow storms and the sea of tourists which flocked to see the famous rockefeller tree and ice skating rink 
y/n wasn’t part of the upper east and in all honesty she didn’t care much about it or the constant gossiping that shrouded the area. she had met carter at an nyu charity ball after uncerimoniously falling in front of him due to the oversized dress she had managed to find last minute in the macy’s discount rack 
he didn’t dare laugh, instead bending over to his knees to help her out only to get starstruck the moment her eyes looking into his. so when she asked if he could stay in new york with her through the holidays he couldn’t say no. 
y/n was still busy with her end of term exams, mostly coming out of his office which he had given to her so she could have some peace and quiet to grab some gingerbread cookies he had bought from the pastry shop. 
the day of her last exam arrived fast and carter had a nice day planned for her
with all the revising and constant running in and out of university, she had barely had time to enjoy the beginning of december and as such, carter had refused to put out any decorations until she was free to have fun.
once she left in the morning, carter got to work. he had hired several decorators to make the penthouse looks like it was out of a pinterest board 
carter had even tried to bake some cookies only to fantastically fail at that and so bakery cookies had to do
his eyes were glued to the clock, waiting for her to come back and sure enough, around 2 o’clock he heard the jiggling of her keys followed by the door being open
“oh my god” she dropped her bag to the floor. carter watched in awe as she stepped in looking at every light, every bauble and the giant christmas tree in the middle of the living room 
“do you like it, dove?” “you did this?” “i wanted to do something nice. i know exams have been a pain” “i cannot believe this” “are you happy?” “carter, you’re amazing” “i know and you’re gonna think i’m even greater once you see what i got you to watch this night” “how the grinch stole christmas?” “no, dove. i got you the worse thing ever put to screen which for whatever reason you seem to like so much” “YOU GOT THE STAR WARS CHRISTMAS SPECIAL” 
the rest of the day was also somehow straight of the hallmark movie with her dragging him out the house to go see the rockerfeller tree followed by some hot chocolate and caramelised nuts
carter loved hot christmas but as he looked to his left, to the girl standing next to him in a knitted hat and scarf holding his gloved hand, he realised he didn’t need warm christmas in golden beaches. she was warm enough to melt through the cold of new york and she was who he’d want to spend christmas with for as long as he could.
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a very merry sebmas - day 10
pairing: rockstar!sebastian stan x reader
a/n: as a request of @lookiamtrying​ , rock star seb is back
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y/n and sebastian have an incredible thorough christmas schedule
after having two kids, they know exactly how to make sure that the holiday season goes by smoothly and for the very first year of marion’s life, the two of them were proud enough to admit that they almost always had a perfect christmas
of course the universe had to come down on them and ruin their perfectly timed christmas with the addition of both their parents coming to spend christmas at their house as a y/n being pregnant
now, y/n and sebastian had factored the pregnancy, at least the moment they realised she was pregnant
they had never planned for a third baby and marion and jess hadn’t asked for one yet she had gotten pregnant and the two of them were happy about it
however setting a christmas for a large family with two kids and pregnant was proving harder than it should 
y/n woke up on christmas eve without the will to get out of her comfy bed until jess came rushing into the bedroom “morning mumma” “morning, jessie” “it’s christmas eve” “i know, baby. where is your sister?” “she’s playing with daddy” “hm, do you want to make some pancakes for breakfast?” “can we make them into christmas tree shapes” “of course you can, baby”
she pulled the heavy duvet out, happily listen to her son narrating his dreams and how he still had to bake cookies for santa. 
the five year old held his mother’s hand as they walked down the stairs and into the shared kitchen and living room area where sebastian was sat down on the floor watching rankin bass christmas stop motions
she had to hand it to sebastian, he had the patience of a saint as marion had pretty much been requesting to watch rankin bass shorts since november and by now had probably watched it over a thousand times
“morning, bunny” he got up from the couch, pulling her to him and pressing a kiss on her forehead “how many times have you watched this today?” “several, thank you for rescuing me” “jess can you watch over your sister while me and daddy make pancakes?” 
the five year old merely nodded, hypnotised by whatever was on tv
once in the kitchen, y/n leaned against the cabinets “we have exactly 8 hours to prepare everything and i have no energy” “that’s because you’re pregnant, bunny” “i kinda want the baby out already” “only three months to go now” “let’s get this christmas going”
“how do you make them into trees?” “make them circular and then cut them with cookie cutters and then eat the left overs” “you mean to tell me you’ve been eating extra pancakes?” 
the two of them end up just cuddling against each other as the batter cooks, sebastian’s hand laying upon her baby bump, kissing the side of her head 
once they had four plates of pancakes, they brought them over to the living room, making space on the couch to sit next to their children
“can i touch the bump, mumma?” jess asked, his face full of powdered sugar “of course you can, baby” “i hope it’s a boy” “you want a baby brother is that it?”
“what do you want marion?” sebastian asked the one year old who was happily munching on her pancakes, sat in her father’s lap. she merely looked at her mum and dad before returning “don’t you want a little sister?” “no” “okay”
sebastian held in a laughter as she looked at her brother as if he were insane to want another sibling “are you excited to see grandma?” “i am, i’m gonna show her all my new drawings” “aw that’s great jessie”
they spent most of their free time sat on the couch with jess and marion watching their favourite christmas shorts and movies until it came time to prepare for dinner and then all hell broke loose.
jess was refusing to take a bath and marion was pretty much playing hide and seek
“you get marion and i get jess?” “thank you, seb” she kissed him quickly before entering her bedroom where she quickly noticed marion hiding under the bed 
“marion, you know santa can still see naughty kids on christmas eve” “no he can’t” “are you sure?”
sebastian and y/n managing to get both kids in their clothes before going downstairs to meet their parents
y/n’s grandfather still not being completely trustyworthy of sebastian “i’ve seen you’ve knocked my granddaughter again.” “yes, sir” “let’s hope you stop at three”
sebastian following y/n around after that comment and after dinner sitting down on the couch watching the kids open presents
“hey i got the baby something” seb grabbed a little box from under the tree. y/n gave him a surprised look but accepted the box, opening it to see little knitted baby shoes “seb, they’re precious” “i made them myself” “you knitted little booties?” “yeah ... i mean, the workshop lady helped but hey i wanted to make something for the baby” “it’s precious, thank you, seb. i love you” “love you too bunny”
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a very merry sebmas - day 4
pairing: chris beck x reader
a/n: day 4 and i’m snowed in! so exciting, i love snow it gives me the excuse to do absolutely nothing. hope you enjoy day 4 with my dream man, chris beck xx
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chris beck wasn’t a man to awake up early, specially when he had a complete free weekend from work.
once he got home from work on friday, all he wanted was to lay down in their bed with all those pillows and teddy fleece bedding with his girlfriend while re-runs of the x files played
things were going exactly as he wanted until in the early morning of saturday, the bed got significantly colder.
extending his arm, chris noticed there was an empty spot in his bed and before he could question where y/n could’ve possibly gone, a bit of dim light illuminated the room
“it’s snowing” he heard his girlfriend’s voice come closer before the duvet was pulled off him “chris, wake up, it’s snowing” “nooo, baby, let’s sleep” 
chris nuzzled his face against his pillow only to have y/n steal it from under his head “baby!” “c’mon, i can’t turn on the fireplace by myself” “then get into bed i’ll warm you up” “you know chris, i was thinking about you turning the fireplace on ... us on the ground with a few pillows, maybe your favourite wine" “does any part of that turn you on?” “plenty” “i’m awake”
he rubbed the sleep off his eyes, hand on the ground to try and search for his jumper however as he took a good look at his girlfriend, he realised he wouldn’t find it
she was in her oversized pyjama shorts, his jumper on and some white socks, hair all over the place ... chris thought she’d never looked more appealing “baby, with you dressed like that i don’t know if i’ll manage to turn on the fireplace” “come look”
she grabbed his hand, slightly opening the window of their bedroom so a few snowflakes came inside. 
chris looked at her wide-eyed with almost child-like wonder, kissing the top of her head “it’s so beautiful isn’t it?” “well compared to what i’ve seen in space ...” “chris” “however, you weren’t there so it wasn’t as special” “good save” 
y/n had started the tradition when chris had taken her to a ski lodge in france. the two had gotten snowed in and weren’t allowed to go out and ski so chris turned on the fireplace instead and laid down with her, telling her stories of what he’d seen in space. after that, every time it snowed they did the same thing. 
chris got to work on the fireplace and she started to make some mulled tea for both of them along with some caramelised popcorn 
“baby, it’s on” “i have the food” she brought in the tray, grabbing some pillows from the couch and throwing it on the floor along with their blankets 
she got comfortable against him, head against his chest while the TV played some black and white movies 
“admit it this is much better than sleeping in” “baby, if you’re around everything is fantastic”
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a very merry sebmas - day 5
pairing: bucky barnes x reader
a/n: i have a terrible part of baby fever so there’s a baby in day five with our favourite semi stable soldier. hope you enjoy xx
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bucky loved christmas and everything that came along with it. if there was a holiday which got him in the mood for decorating every inch of the house it was christmas and having a baby made it even more magical.
the very first year with ariel was exciting enough with him bringing her along to get a tree and new decorations - which y/n told him was a waste of money but he wanted new things for the baby
however this year ariel was old enough not to be scared of santa so y/n and bucky had decided to take her to see santa for the first time 
bucky was the one to wake his daughter up, smiling at how she always looked upset to be awoken, a mirror of her mother whenever he asked her to join him on his early saturday runs.
he walked into the kitchen, ariel’s little head leaning against the fabric of bucky’s christmas jumper as he kissed y/n’s head “morning, doll” “morning, bucky. are you excited?” “are you going to stop teasing me about it?” “baby you couldn’t sleep last night” “well, she’s only gonna meet santa for the first time once” “mmm okay. before we go we need to go by the tower to give the team some biscuits” “doll, they’re gonna stall” “well bucky, you’re the one who made sam and steve joint godfathers, i wanted my cousin to do it” 
y/n always made biscuits for the whole team but they had been on a mission for a while so only now were they able to do it
once the two got inside the tower sam and steve were immediately there, grabbing ariel’s from bucky’s arms much from his discontent
“merry christmas, barnes family” “merry christmas, sam. how was the mission” “terrible. you should move with ariel to lift morale” “you want my wife and daughter to move in but not me?” “you put a damper on the mood.”
steve tried not to laugh at sam and bucky bickering
despite being a father and having insisted to have sam as one of the godfather, the two still bicker like an old couple
in due time the three waved their goodbyes to the team to go to the shopping centre bucky had deemed safe enough to meet santa
y/n had first suggested to ask sam or steve to dress up as santa but the two quickly realised it wouldn’t work once ariel recognised steve who had dressed up as the easter bunny for easter
the music was loud and toddlers were running around but all the two parents could do was watch as ariel looked at the man dressed as santa 
“i think she’s hypnotised” bucky joked “well, you have been hyping this up for a while now” 
it was finally their turn and a woman dressed as an elf came over to pick ariel to put her on santa’s lap but she started to cry, holding onto bucky’s jumper with a death grip
“i think you’re gonna have to go too, bucky ... just don’t sit on his lap.” “ahah so funny y/n”
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