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earlgreytea68 · 5 months

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Advent Drabble 8 - Fake Dating

For anonymous.

“I think,” says Eames, “that it’s very important that we pretend to be dating.”

Arthur stares at him. “What? Why?”

“I think the mark will be more likely to trust us if he thinks we’re madly in love with each other.”

“Why?” Arthur asks again.

“People who are obviously beloved by wonderful people—” Eames indicates himself—“are considered by strangers to be more trustworthy than frowny, uptight people on their own. Studies show this.”

“What studies?”

“Lots of studies. Stop quarrelling, darling, and hold my hand, quick before the mark concludes that you’re frowny and uptight and not beloved.”

#advent drabble #fake dating #anonymous #inception #arthur x eames

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hanniluvi · 5 months

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( 🤍 ) BLURRY HEARTS — NISHIMURA RIKI FIC

[ DAY NINE ] of the advent calendar !

( 🤍 ) SYNOPSIS . who knew taking a bus ride back home on a cold day could be romantic?

( ｡♡˚ ) PAIRING . classmate!niki x gn!reader

( 🤍 ) GENRE . fluff, classmates 2 lovers

( ｡♡˚ ) WARNINGS . none ? ~~ WORD COUNT 0.8k+ ( 833 )

( 🤍 ) NOTE . HAPPY NIKI DAYYY 🤍🤍 the back 2 back bdays in dec okayyy 😍 LMAO ANYWAYS i love riks sm u dont understand . but yes yk i had to think of a cute kinda cliche fic idea for this !!! hope u enjoyyyy 🤍🤍

"I have to go," Niki declared, catching Sunoo off guard as he put on his hat. Sunoo looked at him with confusion, and his confusion only deepened when Niki suddenly started running away. "Hey! I thought we were gonna—" Sunoo stopped mid-sentence, realizing Niki wouldn't hear him from where he was. Shaking his head, Sunoo continued on his own way home while Niki had places to be.

Rushing to the bus stop, Niki spotted you with reddened hands—apparently, you'd forgotten your gloves. The bus hadn't left yet, providing him with an opportunity to steal a few moments with you. Sneakily standing next to you, he nudged you a little, prompting you to look in his direction. With his head turned away, Niki pulled out a hot pack from his pocket, offering it to you.

"Thank you," you smiled, taking the hot pack from him. He simply nodded, and both of you turned a shade of red, and it wasn't just because of the chilly weather.

A slight awkwardness lingered between you both, but it dissipated as the bus finally arrived. Leading the way, you approached the bus entrance, with Niki following right behind you.

Finding seats on the bus, you and Niki ended up in the same row, side by side. The awkwardness from earlier lingered, but there was an undeniable cuteness to it.

As you settled into your seat, Niki hesitated for a moment before mustering up the courage to speak. "Uh, YN, do you mind if I sit next to you?"

“Oh I don’t mind—here,” quickly removing your bag off the empty seat, a small smile played on your face as you nodded.

He grinned in return, his enthusiasm evident. "Thanks,” Then, with a touch of shyness, he added, "But, uh, can I sit in the window seat?"

Chuckling at the request, you gestured toward the window. "Of course, have it." Rising from his seat, Niki offered a quiet expression of gratitude and slid into the seat, smiling at you as he tapped the empty chair beside him. Responding to the unspoken invitation, you swiftly took your place, feeling a gentle touch between your legs due to the limited space on the seats.

Despite the subtle physical contact, you couldn't help but smile, a hint of red tinting your cheeks at the unexpected closeness.

At one point, you noticed a familiar tune playing softly on Niki’s phone. It happened to be a song you both liked, and without a word, Niki pulled out his earphones and handed you one side, sharing the music.

You glanced at him with a playful smile, placing it into the left side of your ear. "Oh, you like this song too?"

Niki chuckled. "Yeah, it's a good one. Thought we could listen to it together as we wait for our stop.”

“That sounds nice,” and you two continued to listen along. With such similar music tastes, you two just had to exchange phone numbers so that you can send song recommendations anytime. You two were getting closer than you thought.

But as the bus neared Niki's stop, he reluctantly pulled the earphone out, giving you a warm smile. "I have to get off here. It was really nice sharing this with you."

"Goodbye—oh, hold on." As Niki rose to leave, the realization dawned on you that you still had his hot pack. Getting up from your seat quickly, you retrieved it from your pocket, you offered, "Here—"

"No, you can keep it," Niki declined, gently placing your hand, hot pack and all, back into your pocket. "I've got an extra—that one was just for you," he smiled, knowingly bending the truth, knowing that was his only hot pack. But, perhaps, he hopes you'd think of him later because of this gesture.

You returned the smile. "Thank you. Will I see you tomorrow?"

"You bet."

With a friendly goodbye, Niki exited the bus, leaving you in the now vacated window seat. Seizing the opportunity, you moved to the window seat, looking out at the passing scenery. The atmosphere inside the bus felt a bit different without him, but you welcomed the solitude.

As the bus moved along, you noticed a slight fog forming on the window. Absentmindedly, you drew a smiley face on the glass, only to realize there was already a message etched there. Through the mist, you saw something: “me + you = date?”

Right next to the message, there were blurry hearts, already slightly erased due to the fog. Since when did he have the time to write such a sweet confession in the most unique way possible? Were you that focused into the conversation with him that you didn’t bother looking around your surroundings?

Either way, your heart skipped a beat as you read the unexpected message. Blushing, you couldn't help but smile, feeling a warmth that lingered even after the fog on the window had cleared.

With a smile, you took out your phone, contemplating what to text Niki. It wasn't going to be just another song recommendation; you had something else in mind.

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bucky-barnes-diaries · 5 months

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Advent Calendar 2023

• Welcome to my Advent Calendar 2023 Masterlist! For this holiday season, I will post a mix of smutty and fluffy Christmas themed fics.

• All of these stories are with Bucky Barnes.

• Some of these stories are intended for an 18+ audience. Please read the individual warnings for each fic! If you are a minor, do not interact with the stories intended for an adult audience!

Day 1 — First Snow

Day 2 — Playing In The Snow

Day 3 — Christmas Tree Farm

Day 4 — Christmas Decorations

Day 5 — Cozy Morning

Day 6 — Christmas Goodies

Day 7 — Christmas Drinks

Day 8 — By The Fireplace

Day 9 — Christmas Ambiance

Day 10 — Under The Mistletoe

Day 11 — Cozy Night

Day 12 — Coffee Shop

Day 13 — Christmas Market

Day 14 — Santa

Day 15 — Mrs. Claus

Day 16 — Christmas Movies (delayed)

Day 17 — Christmas Shopping

Day 18 — Sledding

Day 19 — Ice Skating

Day 20 — Christmas Admiration

Day 21 — Christmas Joy

Day 22 — Ugly Sweater Party

Day 23 — Giving & Receiving

Day 24 — Christmas

I don’t do taglists so please follow @bucky-barnes-diaries-library and turn on notifications to never miss out on my writing!

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itaerae · 5 months

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nine days of christmas — itaerae's advent calendar

pairing: zerobaseone x reader

genre: fluff, comfort !

authors notes: it's christmas season ! i thought i'd give y'all a little treat for the holidays ᵕ̈ let's just hope i'm able to finish all the fics on time with my busy schedule lol

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𝐈. 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐂𝐄

pairing: kim jiwoong x gn!reader

synopsis: in which jiwoong takes you out to the nearby outdoor skating rank in hopes you'd fall for him to catch.

word count: 0.3k

warnings: lightly swearing, minor injury/falling ! (not proofread)

𝐈𝐈. 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄

pairing: zhang hao x gn!reder

synopsis: in which the guy you're friendzoned by invites you to a winter cookout at his place.

word count:

warnings: friendzoning, very oblivious hao, unrequited love ! (not proofread)

𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐘

pairing: sung hanbin x gn!reader

synopsis: in which you go last minute christmas decor shopping at ikea, and things don't go out as planned.

word count:

warnings: mentions of getting lost and panic ! (not proofread)

𝐈𝐕. 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋

pairing: seok matthew x gn!reader

synopsis: in which you're awoken by the aroma of your favorite winter treats.

word count:

warnings: none ! (not proofread)

𝐕. 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐓 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐒

pairing: kim taerae x gn!reader

synopsis: in which a home date at taerae's house turns into the perfect karaoke.

word count:

warnings: none ! (not proofread)

𝐕𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

pairing: shen quanrui x gn!reader

synopsis: in which mr. crazy rich asian can't help but spoil you at the mall during christmas week sales.

word count:

warnings: excessive spending ! (not proofread)

𝐕𝐈𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

pairing: kim gyuvin x gn!reader

synopsis: in which building a gingerbread house doesn't go as planned, looks like someone's ending up on santa's naughty list this year.

word count:

warnings: decapitation and amputation of gingerbread men ! (not proofread)

𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑

pairing: park gunwook x fem!reader

synopsis: in which romance sparks between the ballet dancers for the nutcracker and the sugar plum fairy.

word count:

warnings: reader is a little mean at first, enemies, grudges ! (not proofread)

𝐈𝐗. 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐎𝐄

pairing: han yujin x gn!reader

synopsis: in which you were set up by your best friends under the mistletoe with your one and only childhood crush.

word count:

warnings: mild friendzoning, mild unrequited love, no kissing under the mistletoe because yujin is a minor ! (not proofread)

link for taglist: @kpoprhia, @wonswife, @cowsidfk, @doobinnies, @chewryy, @watamotee33

#☃️; itaerae's advent #boys planet drabbles #boys planet scenarios #boys planet imagines #boys planet x reader #zb1 drabbles #zb1 imagines #zb1 scenarios #zb1 x reader #kim jiwoong #zhang hao #sung hanbin #seok matthew #kim taerae #shen ricky #shen quanrui #kim gyuvin #park gunwook #han yujin

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leasstories · 5 months

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Lea’s advent calendar day 10 – First Christmas as a Family

@writerthreads writing prompt for Christmas (2022), prompt 3:

[first Christmas as a family]

Dad!Eddie x Mom!reader

No trigger warning.

WC: ≈1.2K

December 24th, 1989

Eddie and you have been dating since 1985, Eddie’s second senior year and your junior year. You and Eddie have lived the perfect idyll for 4 years now. At first, when you went to California for your studies, Eddie didn’t follow you as he was offered a job at Hawkins’ garage, and he knew that with his resume and past he would never get a job in California. But after 6 months of only seeing you once a month, Eddie couldn’t handle missing you anymore. Yes, you used to call for hours every single day, yes you sent letters to each other. And of course, you came back to Hawkins one weekend a month only to see Eddie, but the distance was too much, and Eddie left everything to join you. When he arrived, you moved out from your dorm and the two of you started renting a one-bedroom apartment.

During your third year of studies, in February 1989, you found out that you were pregnant. Right after you found out, Eddie proposed and promised to never be like his old man. He promised to always be by your side and in your child’s life. Two month before your baby’s birth, Eddie and you rented a two bedroom apartment to have more space as well as a room dedicated to your baby. You gave birth to a beautiful daughter you named Lizzie, after Eddie’s late mom. Your girl was born on November 15th, 1989, and so this will be her first Christmas. She already has her father’s eyes and your “cute” little nose as Eddie likes to call it. Lizzie is definitely a Daddy’s girl.

For your first Christmas as a family, you wanted everything to be perfect, and even if she’s only a month old, you didn’t want to your daughter to be affected by your financial struggles. Eddie currently works at the auto shop in the corner of your street, but as you’re still studying you have no income. Nonetheless, you wanted to split the Christmas bill in two, no matter how much Eddie insisted that he could cover most of it. So, you used all of your spare money to decorate the house and buy your daughter and your fiancé the best gifts ever. You want everything to be perfect for your little bean as you like to call your daughter.

You’re currently cooking Christmas Eve’s dinner while Eddie went to the airport to pick up Wayne.

While the turkey is in the oven, you’re making the cranberry sauce. You’re usually not much of a cook, but as Eddie is even worse than you, you both decided that you would be the one giving it a try, and it didn’t turn out so bad, so far. Once the cranberry sauce was made you started cooking some mashed potatoes and the green beans.

Eddie and Wayne arrived just as the turkey was finished cooking. You put it all on the kitchen counter, pick up your daughter in her crib and go into the hallways to great Wayne.

Eddie comes in first, followed by his uncle. It is the first time ever that “Grandpa Wayne” will meet Lizzie, Eddie already sent pictures and a VHS with videos of her, but Wayne never met her in real life.

“Hi Wayne!” You say while cradling your daughter.

“Wanna hold her Grandpa?” Eddie says with a smile, after kissing his daughter’s forehead. You can see that Wayne has teary eyes when he nods. You delicately hand her to her Grandpa, and Wayne really gently take her into his arms, he starts rocking back and forth all the while examining her small face and features, he smiles at her while addressing to Eddie.

“She looks like you when you were a baby. Has her mom’s nose though” Wayne says fondly.

You all head to the living room, the three of you sit around the table and Eddie is the one holding your daughter while you go to the kitchen to bring the starters. You put the smoked salmon toast on the table and all start to eat. Wayne tells you a lot of anecdotes about Eddie when he was a baby. Eddie gives you Lizzie to hold while he brings the turkey, mashed potatoes, and green beans on the table. You all eat in a cozy atmosphere. Eddie and you share small anecdotes that happened during the pregnancy and Lizzie’s first month. You’re really embarrassed when Eddie tells Wayne how you thought you had peed yourself when your water broke. Thank god Wayne answered. “Son, how do you want her to know what it is when she’s never experienced it?”. Eddie did shut up after that. When Lizzie starts getting a bit fussy, you excuse yourself and go to your bedroom to breastfeed her.

Meanwhile, Eddie excuses himself, take the gifts from your bedroom and put them under the tree.

When he comes back Wayne pats Eddie’s back. “’m proud of you son. You’ve got a lovely fiancé and the cutest daughter on earth. Just don’t mess it all up.” Wayne is stern at the end. Deep down, he knows Eddie isn’t like his old man, but he does feel the need to remind Eddie that he is lucky to have this family.

“I won’t Wayne, I swear on my life. I love them, so much.” Eddie answers. “Can I ask you a question though?”

“Go ahead son.” Wayne answers.

“How did you find out how to raise me?” Eddie asks.

“Son, you and yn are gonna make mistakes, for sure. What’s Important is how hard we try. I probably wasn’t the perfect paternal figure, but I tried my best and look at you now. ‘m really proud of you Eds.” Wayne tells him.

When you come back, Lizzie nuzzled up against you, Eddie says.

“Okay! Presents time!”. He takes the biggest gift and hand it to you. This is from me to our daughter. Eddie tells you.

“Eds… we said we’d share the cost for all of her gifts…” you protest.

“Baby, I really wanted this for her, and it’s a bit for you as well.” Eddie answers.

You give him your daughter and open the gift to see a beautiful baby swing chair.

“Eddie… This is too much...” you say, eyes wet with tears.

“The best one for my amazing daughter.” Eddie says, putting her in the baby swing chair.

Eddie and you give Wayne his gift, a new denim jacket and Wayne gifted the two of you concert tickets to go see Dio in San Jose in October 1990.

You both look at Wayne, shocked by the gift. “This is too much…” you say.

“What about Lizzie?” Eddie says, teary eyed by the thoughtful gift.

“I’ll babysit her, if you’re okay with that.”

You both hug Wayne before exchanging your gifts. Eddie gifted you a new record player and you gifted him new guitar picks as well as a new amp. Eddie gasps.

“Baby… this is too much…” He says, voice choked up with emotion.

“It is what you deserve.” You tell him. He kisses you.

Wayne also gifted a Teddy bear to little Lizzie.

You spend the rest of the night unwrapping the other gifts you bought for your daughter, eating Christmas cookies, and talking amongst yourselves.

This was your first Christmas as a family, and it was the best one you’d ever had.

A/N: I’m so sorry, this was supposed to be a drabble and I got CARRIED ON. So yeah guess those of you who like longer works were happy today!

#Lea's advent calendar #Lea's advent calendar 2023 #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x yn #dad!eddie munson x mom!reader #dad!eddie munson #wayne munson #christmas story #was supposed to be a drabble #based on a prompt

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haravath0t · 5 months

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||𝔗𝔥𝔢 ℭ𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔪𝔞𝔰 ℭ𝔥𝔯𝔬𝔫𝔦𝔠𝔩𝔢𝔰:

ℜ𝔢𝔵 ℑ𝔫𝔠𝔬𝔤𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔬 ||

𝚣𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒 𝚡 𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑹𝒊𝒌𝒂𝒏𝒆 𝑾𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑨𝒅𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓 - 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝟽

𝚜𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚜 : ̗̀➛ a spin off of the tale of the lone glaze lily; zhongli is taking another walk around liyue, recalling the voice of his goddess. it is only when you come with him to dinner that he cannot shake off the sight of his late songbird.

☕🤍🌿 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 ! 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 ! ☕🤍🌿

He couldn’t believe it, his heartstrings were being pulled as you sang away at the Pearl Galley. Everyone’s eyes, including the former archon, were on you. It is only when your director had introduced you to this famed consultant that you two had seemed to hit it off right away. Zhongli and you had a connection that had grown with ease, grown like a blooming flower. He was as knowledgeable as all have said, and he was a fantastic listener. You always thought it was so embarrassing, feeling sometimes like you were talking for way too long before he reassures you with a “No, please. I’m listening.” He always had a soft smile on his face as he listened to you. It was clear he’s grown fond of you as you have grown fond of him, caring for you like you care for him.

But you didn’t know what has always run through his mind after being with him for a year, knowing him for three. He noted how your voice was similar to her, that your eyes, your smile, you laugh…it was all pointing back to her. As you walked alongside Zhongli through the harbor, watching the Xiao lanterns rise in the sky and blend with the stars above, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of you. Tears formed in his eyes as you smiled with glee, the childlike look of content that had burst from your own mortal being only reminded him of the very same glee she had expressed to the Liyue of the past. It was then that he had realized:

She is you. You are her. His songbird.

The very epiphany hits him like a rock, undeniably worse than the stones he has hurled during the war, seeing you now eagerly sit at Third Round Knockout beside him rather than across, wanting to hug his arm as you two await the food that is to come.

“You’re quite eager,” Zhongli notes with a smile, chuckling a bit as your head is seen nuzzling against his coat for warmth.

“I think I have every reason to, right?” You tease with a grin, your eyes meeting his own. You cannot help but note the tears on his eyes, those beautiful amber orbs that always seemed to show how much you shined to him, as though you were as golden as Mora.

“You do,” he finally concedes, finding himself unusually bashful at how intimate this felt. An intimacy he has not felt for centuries, has now returned, and in what better way than you? He couldn’t find anything else to say, his heart feels like it’s being squished, but before he exerts even more effort, you stop him, gently playing with the tresses of his brown hair. “I have been blessed,” Zhongli whispers, as though in an exhale of relief. There it was, your touch. Though memories of what you looked like began to erode in his mind as hard as he tries to cling to it, the very touch, the very love you have given him as Morax, has now cracked through the erosion of time, as though it had been brought back to its prime.

“Oh, my dear.” He whispers quietly into your head, a volume that only indicated that it was meant for your ears. You cannot help but smile even more, grinning ear to ear as he held your waist now, as though in a desperate grasp.

“You little sap, you’re going to make me cry too!” You whisper, laughing a bit as you indulge in his embrace, loving the warm that he has brought to you, body and mind.

You have taken his breath away. Your touch, your confidence, your care, your smile. Oh, how it all relieves him. It has become his first impactful experience as a mortal, feeling as though he was the one being blessed rather than the one giving the blessings himself. It had felt as though fate has allowed him a second chance, a chance at love and a chance at achieving the peace he has long craved.

With you, his Songbird.

#the rikane wonderland advent calendar #zhongli x reader #zhongli x you #Zhongli drabble #Zhongli x reader fluff #zhongli fluff #Zhongli fic #genshin impact fluff #genshin x reader #zhongli x y/n

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toomanygoldfish · 5 months

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#1

you open your eyes at a shout of your name.

“[Name]!!”

your boyfriend was sliding across the ice at an alarming rate. About two feet away from you he picked up one of his feet to take a step, and immediately trips onto you.

“NoyaaaaAAA!”

he fell right into you, taking the both of you down crashing onto the ice, you underneath him cushioning his fall. You let out a small groan, before pausing for a second to look down at him. Much to your surprise he looks up grinning at you.

He coughs out one line,“I guess you could say… I really fell for you.”, before laughing hysterically and rolling off of you.

you take a moment to process what he just said before breaking into a laughing fit yourself. “Pffft- what the hell, out of all things, this!”

the two of you make your way over to the side of the skating rink, and use the wall to help yourselves up. As he gets up, he moves right up to you with his face in your face.

“is this not romantic enough for you?”

You blink once before you stammer out;“I can’t tell if you’re serious or not.”

not losing a beat he replies; “Thats the best kind of flirting though” with a small smirk on his face.

deciding that two can play this game, you lean in closer, look him dead in the eyes and say; “Oh yeah lover boy?”

his eyes widen so quickly, and he blushes, his mouth icing like a fish out of water. When he eventually forces the words out of his mouth they come out something akin to, “I- uh what, I have to go”

he skates off, or at least tries to (he slips multiple times) and you let out a small huff of amusement, knowing that the two of you took the same car.

#haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu imagines #reqs open #haikyu x reader #fluff #the goldfish speak #advent fic #advent calendar #noya x reader #noya #nishinoya yuu

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continuouslarrybreakdown · 5 months

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Day Four - Do you really want to be all alone?

Harry, Louis and the kids wake up on Christmas Morning.

Read on AO3 here

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“Daddy! Daddy!”

Harry groaned as he was shaken awake, opening his eyes to an excited Becky in front of him.

“Rebecca Styles, why are you up so early? I thought we said we’d do Christmas stockings at eight and we’d sleep until then. This isn’t sleeping, little miss.” He teased, shuffling across the bed slightly and opening the duvet for her to crawl in with him.

“But daddy, Papa’s here!” Becky exclaimed, cuddling up to her father as Harry looked down at her confused.

“Papa’s here?”

“Of course, silly. He’s sleeping next to you.”

Harry frowned and looked down to his other side, eyes widening at the sight.

At some point in the night, Megsie must have come into his room after a nightmare and Louis must have woken up and calmed her down. He was sleeping flat on his back with Megsie curled up onto his side, a protective arm around her back and another loosely draped on her arm.

Harry felt like his heart could burst, the sight of his alpha protecting their daughter even whilst sleeping. Due to the surprise wake up call, he’d momentarily forgotten that Louis had spent the night, eagerly wanting to spend as much of the day with the girls as he could. Harry couldn’t deny him that. Especially when a small part of him wanted to spend every Christmas, no, every day waking up with Louis by his side.

He’d offered Louis his bed the previous night after sneaking the alpha in, selfishly wanting his scent to linger on his bed sheets after that night. Louis, being the gentleman that he is, had insisted that they both sleep in the bed, not wanting to have to explain to the twins why one of their dads was sleeping on the sofa. So they’d slept next to each other, scents mingling in the air as they curled into each other's space but never touched.

“Papa!” Becky whispered loudly, interrupting Harry’s thoughts as his daughter reached over him to shake the alpha awake, his reflexes too slow to stop her movements.

“Rebecca!” He hissed, gently grabbing his daughter’s arm in the hopes to stop her waking up Louis. His efforts fell short as the alpha made a confused grumbling noise and sleepily blinked his eyes open, his free arm moving to push himself up before he realised Megsie was on his chest.

“Hazza?” He asked gruffly, eyes darting up to Harry before he noticed Becky, smiling softly at her. “Morning, love. Merry Christmas.”

“Merry Christmas, Papa!” Becky squealed, darting over Harry to hug Louis. The force of her hug jolted Megsie awake, the girl startling slightly at the sight of her family in front of her.

“Merry Christmas, Megsie,” Harry wished softly, smiling at her as she gained her bearings.

“Merry Christmas, Daddy. When can we open presents?”

Harry chuckled softly as Louis shuffled to sit up, both girls clinging to him as he turned his head to face the omega.

“Merry Christmas, Haz,” he whispered softly, grabbing Harry’s hand and squeezing it softly.

“Merry Christmas, Lou,” Harry whispered back, sharing a small smile with him before they turned their attention back to the girls. “Who wants to go see if Santa’s visited?”

The girls clamoured up excitedly, rushing off the bed and heading out the bedroom, Becky grabbing Megsie’s hand to pull her along.

Louis turned fully to Harry and pulled him into a hug, surprising the omega. He returned the hug despite the awkward angle, relishing in the warmth and comfort of the alpha’s embrace.

This was going to be a very good Christmas.

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Part One of Three in The Coach Tommo Universe Christmas Drabbles

Part Six of The Coach Tommo Universe

Written for @babyhoneyheslt

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taleasnewastime · 1 year

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1. Accidentally on purpose

Summary: Jimin keeps giving you the wrong coffee on purpose.

Word count: 1,123

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: None

“Skinny latte with a shot of vanilla?”

You look up at the word latte but don’t move from your spot. It’s not your order but the guy stood with the takeaway cup is staring directly at you with a gentle smile. When no one claims the drink, he shouts it out again. Still, no one comes forward.

A little flushed, you watch as he shuffles on his feet, looks back at the side of the cup. He swallows before looking back up at the few people waiting for their orders, this time avoiding your eye contact.

“Y/N?”

You look to your left and right in case there’s someone else with your name here. No one steps forward. You look back at the man, who’s staring at you again now. He knows it’s your drink, he must have heard your order when you gave it at the till. Skinny latte, but you didn’t ask for the shot of vanilla. Still you find your feet dragging their way to him. He beams at you as he hands over your drink. Eyes turning into crescents you notice his slightly wonky front tooth; it only adds to his charm.

“Have a lovely day,” he says as he hands you the wrong drink.

You accept it, don’t put up a fuss as you give him a smile back, “you too.”

“Black tea with a cookie?”

You’re the next person who should receive their order, having ordered the tea but no cookie you head to the counter and take the drink from the same smiling man. You can’t help your eyes darting to his name badge, Jimin. It suits him.

“And your cookie,” he thrusts it in your direction.

Looking from it to the mans soft eyes you shake your head a little. “I didn’t order that.”

He cocks his head to the side, his smile not dropping. “It was on the order.”

“But I didn’t pay for it,” you frown.

He shrugs, “I’ve picked it now. I’d only have to throw it away. You may as well have it.”

You’re not sure if it makes much sense but you choose not to question it too much. Taking the bag you say a small thanks back to the beaming man before ducking your head and leaving the shop.

“I have a hot chocolate with a shot of caramel and cream?”

As usual that isn’t your order. Sure, you asked for a hot chocolate, but not with all the extras. Still, this has started to become normal now that you walk to the counter. All the other customers stood waiting unaware of your inner turmoil, part of you still wishing someone else would step forward to claim the drink.

You feel bad always taking the incorrect orders, but the mans always smiling so widely at you and you figure as long as you’re getting something you’d drink then it’d only be a waste to tell him to make it again. Still, whether you feel guilty or whether because of the cute guy who always hands you your drink, you always feel flushed when you take it. Always rush to leave the shop as if you’ve committed a crime. And yet always come back the next day for another drink.

“Peppermint tea with a slice of lemon drizzle?”

Having decided to come early Sunday morning, you’re the only one to be stood waiting for your drink. The guy with the cute smile the only person on at the moment. Jimin, you remember his name even though he wears it on his chest. He took your order, didn’t even have to ask your name as he scribbled it on the cup and took your money. There is no excuse for the addition to your drink today.

“I, uh, didn’t order the cake.”

“It’s on the house.”

“I don’t think your boss is going to be happy if you keep giving away free things.”

Whether it’s because you’re the only one in the shop today, or that you’ve finally built up the courage to say something, you’re not sure. All you can focus on is those crescent eyes when he smiles at you. You expect him to call you out on the fact that this is the first you’re saying anything about it, that so far you’ve been happily taking the freebies. But he doesn’t.

“I’m allowed to give discount to my friends,” he smiles, going from cute to cheeky. “Or freebies to cute girls.”

His face lights up at the way you flush. Unable to find words to respond to him.

Never would you have guessed he was doing it because he thought you were cute? Him. The guy you’ve secretly been checking out when he was making your drink, who you always dreamed would be saying these words to you but thought was a pipe dream, who you’d daydreamed bumping into on the street outside of this situation, who is hot even in that yellow apron, who’s hair is always styled and smile is always beaming. Him!

“It was always a guess of what flavours you’d like,” you can hear the hidden question, did you like them? But choose not to answer it.

“And I’m guessing I’m not the only cute girl you do this too?”

He cocks his head to the side, as surprised as you are. “Actually, you are.”

You laugh, embarrassed, disbelieving, shocked. But he doesn’t react, if anything his smile dips.

“You mean that?”

His smile returns, the corner of one of his lip curling up. You still feel flush, kind of want to just grab your things and run. But you force yourself to keep your feet planted.

“You didn’t have to,” you say, feeling like you might trip over every word. “I just mean, you could have written your number on my cup or something.”

“And you would have messaged?” He can already read you like a book.

“I, uh, yeah,” you say unconvincingly.

This time Jimin laughs. “Well, how about you leave your number with me now? That way we know we’ll be in touch.”

Throat tight, heart banging, nerve endings never feeling more alive. You watch as he reaches his hand into his pocket, pulls his phone out. He quickly types something, presumably your name, before looking at up at you with wide, hopeful eyes. With a slight tremble to your voice you recite your number, Jimin nodding until it’s all done.

“So, what are you up to today?” He asks when he’s slipped his phone away.

You glance behind you, still no customers, and honestly your only plans today were to do this, see Jimin. You guess there’s no harm in staying a little longer to talk to him.

#jimin drabble #jimin x you #jimin x reader #jimin fanfic #jimin fluff #advent calendar drabble

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jomiddlemarch · 4 months

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coming home

“No one ever cared before,” Din said. You’d learned to listen to his voice very carefully, the tone and timbre altered by the helmet he still wore nearly all the time, and you could hear the disbelief, the shock of pleasure, and you could not help a moment of the sharpest pain when you recognized what Din felt and what little it had taken—the low table set with earthenware cups, a sprig of xiggida blossom, Grogu close to Din’s dusty boot, his arms reaching out. You, leaning against the wall. “No one ever cared if I was coming home.”

#the mandalorian #din djarin #din djarin/you #holiday prompts #found family #grogu #this guy needs a hug #drabble advent

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earlgreytea68 · 5 months

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Advent Drabble 3 - Bathtub

For charisstoma

Sherlock hates to admit there’s anything he can’t do, but—

“What should I get John for Christmas?” he asks Mrs. Hudson. Getting a…boyfriend…a Christmas gift is simply outside of his area of expertise.

Mrs. Hudson says archly, “If I were you, I’d clean the bathtub. A proper scour.”

“Why?”

“Didn’t you just run an experiment with human ears and hydrochloric acid?”

“Human noses,” Sherlock corrected her. “But yes.”

“John loves a bath, you know.”

“I did wipe the bathtub down when I was done with it!”

“Bleach it, Sherlock Holmes. John would appreciate it.”

It turns out that John does.

#advent drabble #bathtub #charisstoma #sherlock #johnlock

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hanniluvi · 5 months

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( 🥞 ) WARMTH FOR TWO — NICHOLAS DRABBLE

[ DAY TEN ] of the advent calendar !

( 🥞 ) RELEASING . you’re cold, but he’s warm. so, what’s the solution for that on a cold, chilly morning?

( ෆ ) PAIRING . bf!nicholas x gn!reader

( 🥞 ) GENRE . fluff, established relationship

( ෆ ) WARNINGS . skinship, that’s all i believe ~~ WC 400+ !

( 🥞 ) ENDING . this was made for my bae @flwoie since we both r going insane over nicho rn !! i love him sm

The ringing of your alarm jolted you awake, the familiar sound startling you. You struggled to keep your eyes open, wrapped in a huge blanket. Rolling to the left side of the bed, you realized that Nicholas wasn’t in the room, only meaning he could be in the bathroom or making breakfast. But, the smell of the pancakes already answered your question, prompting you to get up from laying down.

Once you shrugged off the blanket, a chill immediately pricked your skin, making you try to rub your hands along your arms. It just had to be this cold today, but that’s always December for you. Swiftly making your way to the kitchen, you caught sight of the back of your boyfriend, cooking something up on the stove. If you were going to be completely honest, he looks super fine right now–when was he never hot?

"Hey," you greeted, sidling up next to him, trying to sneak a quick bite. "Morning," Nicholas responded, his tone suggesting a smile. He promptly fed you a piece, chuckling once you signaled your approval.

"How was your sleep?" Nicholas grabbed the eggs from the counter, cracking them onto the pan. You yawned, stretching your arms. "Pretty good. And you?"

“Not too bad."

Shifting the conversation, you said, "It's pretty cold—how are you in a short-sleeved shirt right now?" Nicholas glanced at his shirt, then back to yours. You were in a long-sleeved pajama set, still seemingly shivering from the cold.

"I've gotten used to it?" Nicholas chuckled softly, still stealing glances at you while you focused on preparing the two cups of coffee. "Are you cold?"

“Very,” The cold air continued to hit you despite the long layer over your arms. You continued to rub your hands, grabbing his attention. Sensing your discomfort, Nicholas, without a word, tenderly took your cold hands in his, the icy touch meeting his warm skin. He drew you closer, making you stand behind him. Surprising you with the sudden heat, a small smile graced his lips as he enveloped your arms around his waist.

Allowing his shirt to cover your hands, he used his free hand to rub yours, hoping it would just be enough for you. Your breath hitched at the unexpected but comforting warmth that radiated from Nicholas. Gradually, you relaxed under his touch, resting the side of your face against his back, staying put.

"You're such a flirt," you teased, hearing his laughter. "What? You're cold, and I'm warm – it's just warmth for two."

💭 — should i start writing for &team 🤔🤔🤔

ADVENT CALENDAR MLIST — @en-dream @i-yeseo @yizhoutv @yuma-is-mine @wtfhyuck

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bucky-barnes-diaries · 5 months

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Day 11 — Cozy Night

Pairing || TFATWS!Bucky x Female!Reader

Word Count || Around 600

Contents & Warnings || Fluff — no warnings.

Disclaimer || English is not my first language so I apologise for any mistakes or misunderstandings!

Advent Calendar 2023

You and Bucky had spent the week in a magical cabin nestled within a winter wonderland forest. The getaway was a relaxation for you both, offering a sanctuary from the busyness of everyday life. Your days were spent visiting the charming town, exploring cute vintage shops, and savoring cocoa at the cozy cafe.

Your evenings unfolded in the warm embrace of the cabin, where you and Bucky cuddled by the crackling fireplace with an assortment of books. Wrapped in a thick blanket, you shared beautiful moments, taking turns reading passages and stealing soft kisses between lines.

On the last day, plans of departure were interrupted by an unforeseen snowstorm, the roads dangerous. Stranded for a few more days, you and Bucky embraced the unexpected twist of fate, turning it into another cozy night with each other.

The storm-induced power outage left the cabin in darkness, with only the flicker of flames in the fireplace and the gentle glow of the candles illuminating the space.

Nestled on a plush sofa, your legs covered by a thick blanket, you and Bucky snuggled together. The warmth from the fire and each other kept the chill away.

You were at the end of your book, and Bucky took charge of reading the final chapters. His voice was a soothing melody, a comforting cocoon enveloping you both. He kept the story flowing, his voice becoming a rhythmic lullaby that was almost hypnotic. Tracing the plates of his vibranium palm, your fingertips danced along to his storytelling.

At the conclusion of the book, Bucky’s soft voice lingered in the air, leaving a warm, happy feeling behind. Closing the book, he kisses your temple, and you hummed in contentment.

“Hmm, that was a wonderful story, babe. Your storytelling skills are on point. I could listen to your soothing voice forever.”

“Well, I’ve had a few centuries of practice,” he mumbled, brushing his lips against your skin.

Cuddling closer, limbs entwined, you let the warm flames and the echo of the tale envelop you both.

“What should we do now?” you pondered, breaking the comfortable silence.

“You’re not tired?”

You shook your head. “Are you?”

“Not the slightest. How about we do a puzzle?” Bucky suggested, eyeing the 500-piece set on the coffee table. The box was adorned with a snowy, picturesque landscape with a cabin, much like the one you found yourselves in.

“Let’s do it.”

Seated comfortably on the sofa, still close, you unpacked the contents of the puzzle box onto the coffee table, sorting through the countless tiny pieces.

You began with the edges, searching for the border pieces that would lay the foundation for your masterpiece. Your conversation flowed between debates over puzzle piece placement and sweet nothings whispered to each other. Occasionally, Bucky would kiss your cheek or nuzzle against your skin.

As the puzzle took shape, you became immersed in the details of the image coming to life. The crackling logs and the wind’s howl serve as background music, along with the satisfying click of connecting the pieces together.

When the final pieces fell into place, a sense of accomplishment washed over you both. The once chaotic pile of puzzle pieces had transformed into a breathtaking panorama.

“We did it. It’s beautiful, Bucky,” you hummed, resting your head on his shoulder, nuzzling into the soft material of his sweater.

“Yeah, it’s beautiful,” he agreed, voice low and soothing as he draped an arm over you, pulling you closer. “Almost as beautiful as this moment with you.”

Meeting his gaze, filled with adoration, you felt a rush of affection. “I’m so glad we got stranded here for a few more days.”

“Me too, doll,” he whispered, leaning in to press a tender kiss to your lips. “It turned our simple getaway into a magical adventure.”

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itaerae · 5 months

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on thin ice — k. jiwoong

pairing: kim jiwoong x gn!reader

synopsis: in which jiwoong takes you out to the nearby outdoor skating rank in hopes you'd fall for him to catch.

word count: 0.3k

warnings: lightly swearing, minor injury/falling ! (not proofread)

advent masterlist

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"do we really have to do this ?" your legs wobbled as the two of you slowly stepped inside the ice skating rink. it was cold, but jiwoong's large, warm hand interlocking with yours made the air less chilly,

"yes, we do. c'mon don't be such a scaredy cat, babe !" jiwoong snickered as he teasingly let go of your hand, letting you fend off for yourself against the sides of the rink.

"jiwoong !" you screeched, your legs buckling and your hands gripping onto the walls for dear life, glaring daggers at your so called boyfriend.

he cackled and held you straight again by the waist. "I didn't expect you to be such a wimp." you smacked him in the chest after he said that.

"easy for you to say, you promised not to let go of me, dumbass."you flicked his head, to which he pouted, tickling your sides in return.

after skating for a while, you were able to get the hang of it, pushing your legs back and forth, still gripping onto the railing from time to time. jiwoong, however, boasted about his great talents on the ice, which earned an eye roll from you.

"yeah whatever, see you at the other end of the rink, loser." you stuck your tongue out at him and took off across the ice. he grinned and followed right behind you.

that was until you heard a loud thud from behind. you stopped and swerved around, your eyes locking with jiwoong's figured, now sitting on the ground. he'd fallen right smack on his ass.

you looked at him and he looked back at you in silence for a hot minute, then you bursted into laughter, so much so that you swore your lungs were caving in.

jiwoong scowled turning his head away in embarrassment with his hand trying to soothe his sore bottom. this was not how he planned the day to go.

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#☃️; itaerae's advent #boys planet scenarios #boys planet imagines #boys planet drabbles #boys planet x reader #zb1 scenarios #zb1 imagines #zb1 drabbles #zb1 x reader #kim jiwoong #zb1 jiwoong

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leasstories · 5 months

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Lea’s Advent Calendar day 15 – My dork

@writerthreads writing prompt for Christmas (2022), prompt 20:

[Being caught standing under the mistletoe]

Eddie x gn!reader

No trigger warning.

WC: ≈ 0.4K

December 24th, 1985

You’re invited at Eddie’s trailer to spend Christmas Eve with him and his uncle. You and Eddie started dating at the beginning of the school year and you’ve been attached to the hip ever since. You practically live at Eddie’s trailer and Wayne treats you like his own. You’re currently at your parent’s looking for the perfect outfit, while the cookies are in the oven. You try on several outfits and settle on a red one, you then brush and style your hair. You go downstairs, put the cookies on the table. While the cookies are cooling, you wrap Eddie and Wayne’s gifts. You bought new pins for Eddie’s denim jacket as well as a bracelet with bot your initials engraved in it, and you bought a new mug for Wayne.

A few minutes later, you can hear Eddie’s music blasting from his van’s speakers in your driveway, that’s your cue to take your cookies and put your shoes on. You just got the time to zip your second boot when Eddie rings on your doorbell, you open the door with the sweetest smile ever and kiss him softly on the lips.

“Hi” you say, smiling into the kiss.

“Hey” Eddie answers smiling as well. “Ready?” He asks.

“Almost” you say, taking your coat from the coat hanger and putting it on.

Eddie zips your coat for you before kissing you again. You take the container with your cookies inside and go to Eddie’s van.

Eddie starts the van and drives to his trailer. The drive his spent in a comfortable silence, Eddie holding your hand with his right one.

Eddie parks in front of his trailer and open your car door for you, giving you, his hand. Eddie seems in a particularly romantic mood today.

You take the container and Eddie, and you climb the steps of his trailer. You don’t see it, but you stop right under a mistletoe. You don’t have the time to comprehend anything when Eddie kisses you breathless. You smile into the kiss and raise your head to see the mistletoe.

“Caught you under the mistletoe!” Eddie tells you, proud of himself.

“You’re such a dork” you say chucking.

“But I’m your dork” Eddie tells you.

“My dork” you confirm. “Thank you, Eddie,” you say, wrapping your arms around his neck.

“I knew it’d make you happy Sweetheart” Eddie tells you gently.

#Lea's advent calendar #Lea's advent calendar 2023 #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x yn #eddie munson comfort #eddie munson is a sweetheart #eddie munson x gn!reader #christmas drabble #based on a prompt

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orlissa · 4 months

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Oh lord I just reread your post and saw you were looking for single word/picture or song prompts and I just sent a paragraph 🫣 sorry!

Here’s a single word for a prompt - Calumnies

Day 14: Calumnies

He found her on the sofa in front of the fireplace, her hair a wild tumble, her robe open over her nightgown, bare feet tucked under her, a tiny frown marring her brow as she read the letter held in her hand. She looked adorable.

“What troubles you so?” he asked, startling her.

“Aleksander!” she exclaimed, her free hand flying to her chest in such a dramatic fashion it would have made the court ladies green with envy. “You scared me!”

“I apologize,” he said, taking a seat in the armchair to her right. “I should have properly announced myself. But the look on your face made me worry. Is everything alright?”

She sighed. “Yes, of course, it’s just…” She glanced at the letter, then folded it up in resignation. “I got a letter from Mal, my friend from the First Army, and it’s…”

“Distressing?”

“It’s not really the word I’d use.” She tucked a lock of her hair nervously behind her ear. “Bothersome, more like. It’s full of… rumors, nasty rumors about you. Most of them are absurd exaggerations, and the rest is pure nonsense, of course, but I think he went around the camp specifically to collect them, just to make me… I don’t know, feel uneasy here? Not to trust you?” She hung her head in apparent sorrow. “He paints you like a monster.”

“And it bothers you?”

She lifted her head in an instant. “Of course it does!” He was surprised and touched by her fierceness. “I know you. Yes, you can be ruthless when the war demands, but you are also kind and generous and warm and funny…”

“In that case,” he scooted a little closer to her and took her hand gently, “I think you should write to your friend about what an absolute monster I am—dressing you in silks and velvets, plying you with sweets, teaching you how to play cards and chess, taking you out on morning rides and walks in the gardens, making you laugh—”

“It awfully sounds like a courtship,” she cut in with a small smile hiding at the corner of her mouth.

He gave her a mock-contemplative look. “Now that you mention it… it awfully does. Not that we are courting, of course.” He made sure to make it clear from his tone that they, in fact, might be, “but there is no harm in making him think we are, is there?”

Her smile widened. “I think there isn’t. Especially since it’s just to set his perceptions straight.”

He squeezed her hand, leaning in so close it was borderline indecent. “Exactly.”

#I need to note that I had to google this word and I really hope I did not misunderstand the assigment #darklina #shadow and bone #fanfic #drabble #ask #advent calendar project

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