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nothomegal · 4 months

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ITS CHRISTMAS EVE (or at least where I live bc timezones) and I would like to gove Pyramid Head smoochies under mistletoe pls 😌

Aww I was having this idea too! And since it's Christmas allow me to bless you with a drawing!...

...And a lilttle one-shot!

"Mistletoe"

(Pyramid Head x GN Reader)

Warning: suggestive implications by the end, but mostly fluff!

Word Count: 1k

Christmas was always a funny holiday for (Y/N). Either because they never truly felt connected to it or because they haven't felt the 'magic of Christmas' since childhood. Don't get me wrong, they would still put some decorations when they could, but ever since they came to Silent Hill such tradition was lost.

Not like they mind it too much though, they already have the absolute best gift and company they could ever ask for! Just tell me, who in their right mind would be upset about having a nearly 8ft tall demi-god creature as your forever partner? You have to be chronically insane to turn down such blessing!

And speaking of the creature, (Y/N)'s daydream was interrupted when a large hand curled around their arm and stopped them. They shoot a curious glance to their lover, who was already looking at whatever got his attention.

Right above them, placed on the old metallic door frame with, what they suppose is duct tape, were hangign a bunch of oddly shaped pieces of paper. Some pieces where green, others painted green, and all of them where kept together with a piece of damaged red cloth that was tied as a bow.

(Y/N) stares at that weird construction with furrowed brows, really trying to grasp what the hell they're looking at. Pyra was still as well, but his head tilted towards his human as he curiously observes their reaction. Seems like they too have no clue what is this-.

However, (Y/N) manages to make out the shape of it and instantly burst out laughing.

—"No way! No way someone actually made one!"— you say between laughs.

The beast simply observes them, letting out a low wondering rumble. Is that another pointless joke humans have? (Y/N) is laughing hard so it must be something very funny or very stupid.

After the laughter had ceased, (Y/N) takes a look at their monster and suddenly remember what he wanted in the first place. Oh, right. They were supposed to explain what is that.

—"Okay, okay."— you say between giggles as you point at the object. —"That thing over there is supposed to be a mistletoe. Remember when I told you about Christmas and how people decorate that one fuzzy tree? Well, this thing is also kinda a Christmas tradition. People hang it somewhere high and when two step or pass underneath it, they have to kiss."—

While (Y/N) explains, Pyra listens to them carefully. But the second they mention the kiss part, the air between them shifts and becomes... Odd. And Pyra himself still, way too still.

(Y/N) of course feels the change, and is quick to start clarifying.

—"But of course, it's optional. It's not like you're forced to kiss anyone. If anything, I never did! So I suppose this will remain as a silly tradition some-"—

Their speech is replaced by a tiny gasp when the monster suddenly grabs their jaw, gently lifting and moving their gaze where he needed. Their eyes narrow slightly when they noticed a tongue peek out from his helmet and slowly, almost shily, wiggle towards their face.

—"Aww. What a polite guy."— you chuckle as a little blush creeps on your cheeks. —"Well of course I'll give you a kiss."—

Ever since they introduced this new method of showing affection, it wasn't rare to witness Pyra ask for a 'kiss' once or twice. It's kinda funny to see how shy he gets, always taking it slow and giving them enough time to stop or pull away. Do they do that? Nuh-uh! Do they think it feels gross? Weird, yes. But (Y/N) is deranged so it's fine.

The pink muscle soon presses against their lips, and they respond by giving it a kiss while holding it in place gently, totally unbothered by its wet and slippery texture. They could feel Pyra practically melt into the gesture, he does it every time. It's small, but is the closest they can get to an actual kiss, and the intimacy and specialness of it seems to get the beast to his very core.

After some second, when (Y/N) attempts to lean back, a pair of big arms gets a hold around them, cementing them in place completely and pulling them closer to the monster. The said beast lets out a low menacing growl as his tongue licks their cheek and part of the jaw. The message was clear...

M̵̞͔̥̏̌̊o̷͕͒̓͑ͅŗ̷̭̝̓̾e̵̠̤͓̅̒̋.

He wanted more.

Despite the apparentaly hostile growls, (Y/N) showed no intimidation and simply chuckled as they roll their eyes.

—"Someone is feeling frisky, huh?"—

Another, and a bit louder, growl resonated from inside the beast's helmet. His grip around them tightening and the tongue sliding along their lips, almost begging for them to kiss it again.

—"Calm down tiger. We both know if we continue you'll get too carried on."— you coo, sliding one of your hands along one side of his helmet.

He groans with certain displeasure, but his grip soon losens as he slightly tilts his head into their touch, yet he doesn't let go neither.

—"If you're really feeling like doing it then let's go somewhere else. You don't want anyone to see me naked, don't you?"—

This time their answer is no longuer a growl or a sound, but the same pair of big hands lighting their form up and swinging over a broad shoulder.

Before starting to walk however, the monster reaches up and snatches the little paper mistletoe. (Y/N) of course notices that and can't hold back the little laugh.

—"Well well, see you really liked this particular tradition."—

They get no response as the monster resumes his walking. But the small squeeze on one of their thighs was enough proof to know that they got it right and it won't be the last time the see the little item.

After this little interaction, and probably after what's about to come, (Y/N) doubts to ever be able to feel that magic of Christmas again.

However, they realize that they still experienced something new. The magic of the mistletoe.

Is that an actual thing? Who knows.

But it worked on Pyra so it must be a thing, right?

It worked well after all.

...Too well.

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leelei1980 · 5 months

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Mistletoe Menace

A Christmas Eddie Munson one shot:

🛑SMUT WARNING-MATURE CONTENT-18+ ONLY-MINORS DNI🛑

The holiday season was upon you and you felt like in the busyness of the season you and your boyfriend were drifting apart, but leave it to Eddie Munson to bring you back together again…..

Authors note: I wrote this quick and dirty,not my best work but it was fun! Possible misspelling, not really proofread, but I wrote it all in one sitting from an idea I had in my head. Please look past any mistakes that you might find, just pretend that they were never even there😂I hope you enjoy!

Reader-

It was a day. Who were you kidding? It had been a week from hell. The craziness of the holiday season had commenced and instead of people being overtaken with joy and holiday cheer, people were being complete and utter assholes. As if working in retail wasn’t hard enough, it only got worse the closer the countdown to Christmas got.

Your day started with you spilling your coffee all over your shirt, you being 5 minutes late because you had to change your shirt and then circling the parking lot at the mall eight million times trying to find a parking spot without someone taking it first.

You had taken the part time gig at the Mall as a seasonal employee to make some extra cash for the holiday season, you wanted to get your boyfriend something really nice for Christmas, he was 100% the best boyfriend in the world and you wanted to show him how much you loved and appreciated him by getting him a new amplifier for his guitar. He had had his eye on it forever, always commenting on how someday it would be his, every time you walked past the Music Store. Well his wish was finally coming true, in a week he would be unwrapping it on Christmas morning. Just seeing his face light up would make all this bullshit worth it.

You eyed your watch, 20 minutes until quitting time, please god, please don’t let one more person come up to you and ask if you have any more video games out back, if they do you know you are going to lose your shit.

Working retail after the Thanksgiving rush had really put a damper on your holiday spirit. You were always exhausted and decorating for Christmas was the last thing you wanted to do when you got home from your second job. You felt awful about it too, especially because it was your first Christmas with Eddie. You wanted to start new traditions with him, and he seemed so excited about it. You would make it up to him, tomorrow was your day off and you would finally be able to spend some quality time with him.

You missed him, his cheeky smile, his loving touches. Recently the two of you were like two ships passing in the night, he too had been looking to make extra money for the holidays so he had volunteered to go into the shop early, help out with the rush of people needing to have their winter tires changed over. With his early hours and your late hours you barely ever saw each other awake. Most of the time Eddie was asleep by the time you got home. Most nights you would cram a couple of snacks into your mouth, change out of your work clothes and crawl into bed with an already sleeping Eddie. He would roll over and spoon you, tell you he loved and missed you and then you would both fall fast asleep. In the morning when he got up for work he would lightly kiss your lips , tell you he loved you then he was off. The nighttime cuddles were wonderful, but you needed and wanted more and you were determined that tomorrow you were going to get the “Quality time” with your insanely gorgeous boyfriend that you had craved .

Luckily the drive home was short and uneventful, the one blessing of the day, and before you knew it you were turning the doorknob to your modest but cozy apartment and walking inside.

You gasped. Your apartment had been completely transformed into a winter wonderland. There were Christmas lights strung all around the apartment, paper snowflakes hanging from the ceiling and Mistletoe everywhere. And there in living area was Eddie, wrapping lights around a small Christmas tree in the corner of the room. You couldn’t help the tears that stung the corners of your eyes.

“ Hey Sweetheart, “ He smiled , the corners of his beautiful eyes crinkling and his dimples popping.” I , uh, hope you don’t mind, I wanted to surprise you . You’ve been working so goddamn hard, and I know you’ve been wanting to decorate but we just haven’t had the time. “ He shrugged.” I took a couple of hours off of work to get it started. I hope you like it, I’m just kind of winging it-“

You drop your coat and purse on the floor and run to him, wrapping your arms around him as soon as you make contact.” This is incredible, and so sweet. Thank you Baby.” You pressed your lips to his and you felt him draw you closer to his nice, warm body, and you melted into him.

He smiled as you pulled away. “ I figured that if I got the decorating done today, went and got the tree, than maybe we would have more time tomorrow to do .. other things.”

You smirked.”Other things? Like what, Eddie Munson?” You teased.

“ We can decorate the tree, maybe make some cookies….”

“ Those things sound nice.” You leaned your forehead to his, you could feel his big hands sliding from your waist, palming your ass and giving it a squeeze. “ What else could we possibly do tomorrow with our free time?”

He kissed the tip of your nose, than leaned in to whisper.” I could fuck you, over and over and over again. Would you like that Sweetheart?”

You groaned. It felt like it had been forever since the two of you have had sex. You certainly weren’t touch starved, Eddie had always been super affectionate, kisses on top of the head and neck, arms wrapped around you, head nestling into the crook of your neck, hand resting or rubbing on your thigh,he always had to be touching you in some way, and you loved it. But with your new schedule it hadn’t allowed for much awake time together, and by the time you got home you were always so tired…

“ I’m sorry Eddie, I know we haven’t made love in a while-“ you looked away.

“ Hey now,” he removed a hand from your ass to tilt your chin up, bringing your gaze to his.His eyes were full of love and affection.” You have nothing to apologize for Dollface. Life is fucking crazy right now, but it is only temporary. I don’t know how you do it, your fucking Wonder Woman working two jobs. I know we haven’t seen each other much, but as long as I wake up with you beside me I’m happy.”

“ I just miss you so much!”

“ I miss you too Sweetheart but we are almost there. “ He smiled than looked up. We were standing underneath a sprig of mistletoe.” You know what that means Angel.”

You got butterflies in your stomach, just his smile could give you butterflies. “ I guess that means you gotta lay one on me Munson.” You smiled back.

“ Those are the rules.” He dipped in and captured your mouth with his.

Goddamn, this man could kiss. His love and his passion was translated through his kisses, and they made you weak in the knees. Soft and sweet, hungry and needy, sometimes greedy and possessive, you loved them all. Eddies kisses were amazing.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in closer. This is exactly what you needed right now, to be held in his arms.” I love you Eddie.” You murmured into his lips.

“ I love you too Princess.” He walked you backwards a couple of steps then nodded up towards the ceiling.

You looked up and laughed. “Jesus Christ Munson, did you buy every piece of Mistletoe in the entire state of Indiana?” It was literally everywhere.

He smirked.” Well I know how much you like to kiss me…I thought it was romantic.”

“ It is, and your right, kissing you is my favorite thing to do.”

“ Are you sure it is your FAVORITE thing to do Darlin?”

“ I might be able to think of one more thing I like better than kissing.”

“ What would that be Sweetheart?” He asked, A slow smile spreading across his face.

“ I think my FAVORITE thing is when you fuck me. It’s another thing that you are incredibly good at.” And you weren’t lying. Eddie was an extremely talented lover. He was VERY giving, always making sure your needs were met before his own.

“ Well I aim to please.” He leaned his body into you and kissed you ,his mouth and his tongue ravaging yours, his feet slowly walking you back and pressing you up against the wall.

You moaned into his mouth as you felt his hands slide under your shirt, cupping your breast, running his thumbs over the fabric causing your nipples to peak.

He pulled away for a moment and you raised your arms up over your head, and as you did your fingertips brushed against something hanging above your head.You smiled, “ You even hung it on the wall?”

“ Of course I did Sweetheart, because this is the perfect place for me to fuck you up against the wall. I also have it hidden in other strategic locations, I can’t wait for you to find them.” He smirked and he slipped your shirt off as well as his own.

“ Your such a clever boy. “ You smiled and tugged at his belt buckle, your fingers working quickly, “ Let me guess, you have a sprig of it in here too?” You unbuttoned his jeans and reached inside. God, he was so fucking hard.

“ Mmmm, fuck Princess.”

You pulled down his pants and boxers and practically drooled at the sight of his rock hard member.” Jesus.” You breathed. You wanted him so bad.

He stripped you out of your remaining clothes in a flash and then his mouth and hands were on you, kissing, licking and caressing, his touch giving you goosebumps, making you shiver.

“ You alright Sweetheart?” He asked as he drew your breast into his his mouth.

“ Y-yes, god, I need you so bad Eddie.”

He pulled off with a pop.” What is it you want?” His hand slid down your body, cupping the mound between your legs, his fingers slipping through your slick and circling the little bundle of nerves there.

You moaned and felt your knees go week.” Fuck Eddie, stop teasing me and Fuck me already.”

Eddie smirked.” There she is, there’s my good fucking girl.” He grabbed your ass and lifted you up, you immediately wrapped your arms and legs around him. His hard body felt so good against your soft curves. Your body was humming.

He slowly lowered you down onto his cock. You gasped at the sensation of him entering you, stretching you.” Is that what you wanted Princess? You wanted me to fill that sweet little pussy up?”

“ Yes, Baby, that’s what I wanted.” You whined. You loved when your sweet as saccharin boyfriend talked filthy, and he was so good at it, like he was a poet of dirty words.

He slowly withdrew then thrusted back in causing you both to groan.” You feel so fucking good Baby, so fucking warm and tight. “ He leaned in and kissed your neck. “ So fucking perfect, just like you were made for me.”

“ Only for you.” You tugged at his hair as he pounded you into the wall, fucking into you at a relentless pace. You needed this ,you had both needed this.

“ F-feels so good, huh Sweetheart?” He leaned his forehead on yours. “ My perfect girl, taking all I have to give her.”

“ Don’t fucking stop Baby, feels so good. “

“ Wasn’t planning on it Doll. “ He drove up into you.” You going to cum for me my Love?”

“ Yes,” you whimpered as you felt your release build.” So close-“

“ Let it fucking go Angel.”

You felt the wave of pleasure wash over you, enveloping you, your body shuttering as Eddie fucked you through your orgasm, you felt his hips stutter and you knew by the movements, buy the stream of obscenities flying out of his mouth that he had reached his peak as well.

You reached up and held onto his face, peppering him with light kisses as he caught his breath.” I love you so much Baby.”

“ I love you too Darling.” He smiled and kissed the tip of your nose then a soft, sweet kiss on your lips.

“ God, I can’t wait to find the rest of the mistletoe.”

Eddie laughed. “ Neither can I.”

“ Thank you Eddie-“

“ For what Sweetness?” He ran a thumb over your lips.

“For knowing exactly what I needed. The decorations, “ You smiled shyly at him and twirled a piece of his hair around your finger.” The sex. I missed you.”

He smiled.” I missed you too baby.”

You spent the rest of the evening wrapped in Eddie’s arms on the couch, watching Christmas movies until you started drifting asleep. When you finally made it to bed you found another piece of mistletoe tied to the headboard, you rubbed your sleepy eyes but smiled and playfully pushed Eddie backwards onto the bed. He pulled you down with him.

“ I guess I owe you a kiss” You straddled him.

He smiled up at you. “ Well, it is tradition.”

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The next day was wonderful, a lazy morning in bed with Eddie, more mistletoe in the shower, breakfast at the diner then home to make Christmas cookies. It was exactly the reset that you needed.

The two of you decorated the tree, you finally gave him the ornaments that you had made him out of an old D&D strategy guide and dice that you found at a thrift store. He looked at them in awe as you handed them over, amazed that you had made them yourself. He grinned and immediately put them on the tree. Your decorations now consisting of lights, snowmen,popcorn garland , dungeons and dragons ornaments and instead of an Angel your tree was topped with a Gene Simmons Kiss doll that you also found at the thrift store. It was awesome and it was totally you guys.

“ I know this last month has been fucking insane, but even with all the crazy, this Christmas has been the best of my life. I fucking love starting new traditions with you.” Eddie pulled you into his lap.

“ Ditto.” You kissed him. “ Please promise me you’ll continue to do the mistletoe game every year.”

“ You don’t need a sprig of tree branch to make out with me Sweetheart-“

“ I know but it’s exciting.”

Oh it was exciting all right. Eddie continued to hide the mistletoe every day from then on right up until Christmas Day. You promised each other that no matter how crazy your day got you would always take a moment to kiss under the mistletoe, to take that moment to be together. Often times the kissing under the mistletoe turned into groping under the mistletoe which then evolved into fucking under the mistletoe, or in one case you giving him a blow job under the mistletoe and another time him going down on you under the mistletoe.

When Christmas Day rolled around you finally got to give him the Amplifier that he had been dreaming about, and the shocked expression on his face made every moment of working at that miserable mall worth it. He was completely flabbergasted. You felt much the same when he knelt down before you with a ring box in his hand, the ring that he had been working extra hours as well to buy, and asked you to marry him…. Under the Mistletoe.

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multifandomfix · 4 months

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Hearth & Home — Narcissa Malfoy

Summary: You find yourself alone this Christmas, but so does Narcissa and she’s not about to let that stand.

Word Count: 486

Warnings: Some angst, but a happy ending

Darkness had fallen as you sat on a bench in Diagon Alley, lost in thought as a quiet melancholy settled within you as you contemplated spending the holiday season alone. The lamplight was your only friend, it seemed, saving you from being swallowed up in total darkness. The festive decorations all around seemed to mock your solitude. Just as despair began to take root, a shop door creaked open, revealing Narcissa Malfoy.

"Narcissa, what brings you here?" you asked, surprised to see anyone still out at this hour. Though, honestly, you weren’t even a hundred percent sure how much time you’d passed out here yourself.

She offered a soft smile that didn’t quite reach her sad eyes. “Passing the time, I suppose. With Draco grown and Lucius…” Narcissa trailed off, recalling the bitter divorce earlier that year. You’d read about it in the Daily Prophet, but didn’t mention it.

“No one should be alone for the holidays,” you said instead, the sentiment a true enough one in your heart. “I find myself in a similar situation. Perhaps we could spend Christmas together?"

Grateful for the unexpected company, Narcissa accepted your kind offer, then making one of her own. “You’re welcome to come to my home and stay, at least through the holidays.” It was your turn to smile now and you let Narcissa lead you to her home, far more modest than Malfoy Manor, no doubt, but tastefully decorated and it seemed to suit her.

As you both settled in by the crackling fire, Narcissa spoke gently, sharing stories from happier Christmases past and you did the same, helping the both of you to ease that loneliness that had threatened to consume you. The warmth of her presence was a Christmas blessing if there ever was one.

As the evening unfolded, Narcissa gave you a full tour of her home, garland and ornaments giving the place a festive feel. You were finally starting to feel like you should at the holidays; grateful, cheerful and dare you say loved?

The tour concluded back at the hearth. Above the mantel hung a sprig of mistletoe that hadn’t escaped your notice. Narcissa followed your eyes, landing on the plant she’d forgotten that she put up. She was hardly expecting the tradition to arise this year. But, as she took a moment to think about it, her gaze fell back to you. A tender smile played on her lips, and in that moment, she decided that, though it may have been unplanned, the tradition could certainly continue.

Without a word, Narcissa closed the distance between you, capturing your lips in a gentle, lingering kiss. You met her kiss eagerly, returning it, as you pulled her closer. The crackling of the fire and the soft glow of the fairy lights that surrounded you seemed to dance in celebration of your newfound connection, turning a lonely holiday into a memory to cherish.

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rinstrumental · 1 year

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under the mistletoe grapevine

diluc / 1,035 words

a/n i started writing this at work last year and remembered about it like an hour ago lol

# friends to lovers, mutual pining (all that Good Shit), assumption that diluc has/had extended family and a mother, gender neutral reader, love confessions, not proofread

The Ragnvindrs had a special Christmas tradition. Instead of the usual mistletoe branch overhead, a grape vine would hang in its place - to honour the family’s legacy, nothing more.

However, this custom was also observed at the Ragnvindrs’ open house holiday parties, which of course were always packed to the brim. there was an age old rumour that any lovers who kissed under the vine would be blessed with a content and long relationship. Loosely following that belief, many people ascertained that confessing to your beloved under the grapevine would make them reciprocate their feelings. Numerous couples were formed every christmas thanks to that, though only a handful proved the myth to be true.

Diluc did not believe in or care for this tradition, despite it being the way his own parents began dating. Sure, his parents were happy together until his mother passed, followed by her husband, but they were one out of a hundred. Year after year, Diluc watched countless teenagers cry dejectedly under the vine and relationships quickly fall apart by the new year. He wasn’t the only witness to the drama - everyone knew about it. So why did people still believe in it?

People yearned love, and this was just another silly gimmick believed in by those desperate enough to put such delusions in their head to obtain it. Whatever. He had more pressing matters to worry about.

His bright red eyes flickered up and caught yours, surprised to find them staring at him. It was Christmas Eve, the night before the festivities were due to begin, and you were helping Diluc with the last-minute preparations like you did every year.

Your gaze shifted towards the list in your hands, slightly embarrassed that he’d seen you looking.

“That’s the tree done… just one more thing to do. Drum roll please…” you rapped your fist against the table. “The grapevine! Your favourite!”

Diluc snorted. “That’s my least favourite.”

“I know. That’s the joke.”

He yawned. “Well. it’s your favourite. I think i’ll give you the pleasure of putting it up, and i’ll go to sleep. I’ve got a ton of small talk to do tomorrow.”

“Come on, humour me.” You turned in your stool to look at the man beside you. Without a word or a second glance, he slipped off his seat and began walking away.

“Wait!” you yelped, grabbing his arm quickly. “Please?”

Diluc felt his body get warm at your grip on his arm and the look on your face. He knew you knew that you could always get the better of him with those eyes.

You cleared your throat when he didn’t respond, deciding not to tease Diluc for the painfully obvious blush on his face. “Besides, I need you to hold the stepstool for me. don’t want me breaking my leg on Christmas Eve, don’t you?”

“Fine,” he muttered finally. You let his arm drop with a triumphant smile and marched off to the living room.

The ceiling there was not as high as the one in the main hall, just the perfect height for hanging decorations from it. Diluc unfolded the stepstool it in the furthest corner of the room and held it steady by the legs.

“Whenever you’re ready, Y/N.”

You began your ascent, grapevine tucked precariously under your arm. Once you had clambered to the top, you stood up slowly, careful to not lose your footing on the small surface.

Diluc watched you tensely. He trusted that you were being cautious, but he couldn’t help but worry. “Careful,” he called out.

You didn’t respond, focused on securing the vine to the ceiling. after a minute of silence, you finally exhaled, arms dropping back to your sides. “That’s my workout the rest of year.”

“Alright, get down from there now,” Diluc sighed.

It all happened so quickly. You missed the step on the way down, and you all of a sudden your balance was lost and you were toppling backwards. A shout of terror ripped from your throat, anticipating the crash.

You felt yourself land on a… body? You looked around frantically to find yourself in Diluc’s arms, his left hand cradling your back and his right hooked under your legs.

“Fuck, Y/N,” he gasped. His face looked just as shocked as you were, concern etched into his features. You could feel his heartbeat against you - fast and worried. “You’re lucky I managed to catch you. Are you okay?”

“I’m… fine.” you gasped, still trying to calm down from the scare. You couldn’t seem to get your pulse to slow, and how long has it been since you’ve been in Diluc’s arms? A minute? Ten?

His gaze kept flickering around your face, searching for any indication that you were hurt. Even in a moment like this, he couldn’t help but think about how beautiful you looked… and how close you were.

It was a collision, the way your lips crashed against each other. The kiss was initially intense, passionate, years of pining finally bursting past the brim. Then it eased off slightly, gentler as Diluc let your feet reach the ground and his hands slid down to meet at the small of your back, pulling you closer. He tasted like gingerbread.

The way he chased your lips, the way his arms wrapped around you, it was all you ever could’ve imagined and more. Finally processing what was going on, you pulled away from the kiss.

“I love you.” You said it quickly, before you lost your edge.

“I… love you too,” Diluc whispered, surprising himself. He didn’t think he would ever say that out loud to you. Hell, he didn’t even dare admit it to himself. “I have for a long time. I don’t think I can ever stop.”

The two of you stood, basking in the feeling that is having someone reciprocate your love. The room seemed a little more colourful.

“Do you realise what you just did?” You were the first to break the silence.

Diluc groaned, rubbing his forehead. “I kissed someone under the grapevine.”

You laughed breathily. “Back to your grumpy self already? Should I kiss you again, Luc?”

He cracked a smile, despite himself. “I’m not against that.”

#genshin fluff #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #diluc ragnvindr #diluc x reader #diluc fluff #diluc ragnvindr x reader #diluc ragnivindr x you #diluc x gender neutral reader #diluc x you

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Last Updated: 2024-01-30

A/N: Happy Holidays Everyone, I feel so blessed to be part of such an amazing community!

Disclaimer: I am not the author of these stories, just sharing my favourite Loki Odinson stories. Find the authors' links below. If you want your work removed, message me privately.

❆ A Midgardian Christmas by just-the-hiddles • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "[It's Loki's first Christmas on Midgard [and your determined] to show [God of Mischief] all that a Midgardian Christmas has to offer."

❆ A Christmas Wish [President!Loki] by simplyholl • 18+ • 〔E〕 •

Summary: "A drunken confession at a Christmas party leads to delightful consequences."

❆ A Walk in the Snow by lady-rose-moon • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ • 𑁍 •

❆ All I Want for Christmas by sserpente • 18+ • 〔E᜶F〕 • ♥︎ •

Prompt(s): "Imagine Loki asking you what you wish for Christmas but there is nothing you want. Except him."

❆ All Wrapped Up by muddyorbsblr • 18+ • 〔F᜶M〕 •

Summary: "After getting in hot water with Fury about his shenanigans that revolve around candy cane, you give Loki some advice on how to seduce someone if he really wants to go down the red and white striped road. Even if it hurt you to do so."

❆ Art of Decorating by fictive-sl0th • 16+ • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Loki and [you] decorate this years huge Christmas tree in the tower's common room…"

❆ Aurora Lokialis by fictive-sl0th • 18+ • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: Loki surprises you with a birthday getaway to Norway, setting the stage for an intimate celebration.

❆ Birthday Magic by holdmytesseract • 〔F᜶C〕 •

Summary: "Everybody around you tends to forget your birthday, because of all the Christmas trouble. Except Loki, of course..."

❆ Christmas Delivery￨Prt. II by the--sad--hatter • 〔F᜶M〕 •

Summary: {…}

❆ Christmas Lights￨Prt II by sserpente • 〔F〕 •

Prompt(s): "Imagine Loki catching you when you fall off the ladder while hanging up holiday lights..."

❆ Cupid's Contract by lokiodinsonofasgard000 • 〔F᜶M〕 •

Summary: When speculation arises around your and Loki's relationship, it prompts a conversation about making things official.

❆ Dreaing of a Green Christmas￨Prt. II by joyful-enchantress • 〔F〕 •

Summary: {…}

❆ Expectations and Opportunities by muddyorbsblr • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Loki has some questions about the tradition of kissing under the mistletoe."

❆ Flavours by mochie85 • 18+ • 〔E〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "You spend the night testing out new flavors with your god of mischief."

❆ Getting Through the Winter by anonymousfiction211 • 〔F᜶C〕 •

Summary: "Noticing something is amiss with you. With a little help from Natasha he makes it his mission to cheer you up, while battling with his own anxieties in the process."

Invitation to Stay [Jotun!Loki] by fictive-sl0th • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Following the Jotunn prince royal's invitation to his Yule feast, you came with adoration for Loki who made sure his dear n would never leave again."

❆ It's Christmas After All by smolvenger • 18+ • 〔F᜶C〕 •

Summary: "It seems you are spending Christmas alone... until Loki joins you."

❆ It's Not a Secret I Try to Hide by hopelessromanticspoonie • 〔F᜶M〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "You push and you push and you push. But the doors around Loki's heart won't budge, even as his arms open wide. Will it ever change?"

❆ Let It Snow by sserpente • 〔F〕 •

Prompt(s): "Imagine sneaking out in the middle of the night with Loki to play in the snow."

❆ Merry Mischief by coldnique • 〔F〕 •

Summary: {…}

❆ Mischievous Miracle by spilledkauffie • 〔F〕 •

Summary: Used to stressful family Christmas, Loki offers you the opportunity to spend the holidays with him instead.

❆ Mistletoe Kiss by winterfrostlovetriangle • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "What will one kiss under the Mistletoe cause the God of Mischief to do? Will his girlfriend see past his tricks and accept his offer?"

❆ New Year's Kiss by sserpente • 〔F〕 •

Prompt(s): "Imagine kissing Loki on New Year's Eve."

❆ On the Naughty List by joyful-enchantress • 18+ • 〔E〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: {…}

❆ Peace by lokisgoodgirl • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "After an outing to the Christmas Tree Farm goes awry, Loki does a little soul searching in his."

❆ Perfect Present, the by coldnique • 〔F᜶M〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: {…} It's Christmas at the compound your and Loki's first chris

❆ Presidential Christmas Present [President!Loki]￨by sserpente • 18+ • 〔E〕 •

Prompt(s): "Imagine working for President Loki and filming his annual Christmas speech. But then, knowing that he is about to give you the rest of the year off to celebrate Christmas, he gots the idea for an entirely different video to keep for the time you're gone.."

❆ Reliable Liar by curseofaphrodite • 〔F〕 •

Summary: Loki being a simp for Y/N.

❆ Silly Tradition by fanficshiddles • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Loki thinks Christmas is ridiculous and a waste of time. Until you surprise him with a gift, then he finds that perhaps it's not all that bad after all."

❆ Sleigh Ride by lokisgoodgirl • 18+ • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Snow Day by writings-of-a-british-fangirl • 〔F〕 •

Summary: "Whilst enjoying a snow day in Asgard, you discover Loki's true parentage."

❆ Snowed In by winterfrostlovetriangle • 〔F᜶C〕 • ♥︎ •

Prompt(s): "So, we're kind of snowed in."

❆ Traditional by asgardwinter • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: "Loki finds out some midgardian traditions that he had no idea about, and he likes it very much."

❆ Up on the House Top by thepokyone • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Summary: It's Christmas, an this holiday season Loki is planning a very special surprise for you

❆ A Cozy Christmas by holymultiplefandomsbatman • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ A Promise Sealed with Light by asgardwinter • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Are We Doing This Right? [Immortal!Reader] by asgardwinter • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ As the Clock Strikes 12 by thepokyone • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Bested by jewels2876 • 〔F〕 •

❆ By the Light of the Fire

❆ Decorating by sserpente • 〔F〕 •

❆ Freezing by asgardwinter • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

Happy Christmas

❆ Ice Skating by sserpente • 〔F〕 •

❆ Late Christmas by your-highnessmarvel • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Mistletoe by acciotherapists • 〔F〕 •

❆ Mistletoe and Mischief [President!Loki] by sserpente • 16+ • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Mistletoe Kisses by sleep-i-ness • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Thank Stark by thepokyone • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Winter in Jötunheim by sserpente • 〔F〕 •

❆ Wrapping Presents by wewritesoyoucanenjoy • 〔F〕 • ♥︎ •

❆ Kissing Loki Under the Mistletoe… by gaitwae • 〔F〕 •

See Also: Navigation || Loki Odinson Master Index

Authors: @acciotherapists || @anonymousfiction211 || @asgardwinter || @coldnique || @curseofaphrodite || @fanficshiddles || @fictive-sl0th || @gaitwae || @holdmytesseract || @holymultiplefandomsbatman || @hopelessromanticspoonie || @jewels2876 || @joyful-enchantress || @just-the-hiddles || @lady-rose-moon || @lokiodinsonofasgard000 || @lokisgoodgirl || @muddyorbsblr || @the--sad--hatter || @simplyholl || @sleep-i-ness || @smolvenger || @spilledkauffie || @sserpente || @thepokyone || @wewritesoyoucanenjoy || @winterfrostlovetriangle || @writings-of-a-british-fangirl || @your-highnessmarvel ||

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enchantedwitchling · 4 months

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Embracing the Magic of Yule: A Witch's Guide to Celebrating the Winter Solstice

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As the winter solstice approaches, the veil between worlds thins, inviting us into the enchanting realm of Yule. This sacred time, celebrated by witches and pagans, heralds the rebirth of the sun, the return of light, and the promise of new beginnings. Let's explore the essence of Yule, how witches honor this festival, rituals, spells, and the myriad wonders associated with this magical season.

What is Yule?

Yule marks the shortest day and longest night of the year, a celestial event celebrating the sun's return and the triumph of light over darkness. It symbolizes rebirth, renewal, and the turning of the wheel of the year.

How Do Witches Celebrate Yule?

Witches honor Yule with joyous celebrations, rituals, and traditions steeped in ancient lore. They decorate their altars and homes with evergreen boughs, holly, mistletoe, and candles to welcome the returning light.

Rituals and Spells for Yule

🕯️ Yule Log Ceremony: Carving intentions into a Yule log and burning it symbolizes releasing the old and inviting the new.

🌲 Nature Walks: Connect with nature and the dormant Earth. Collect fallen evergreen branches for decorations.

🔮 Divination Rituals: Perform divination to gain insight into the upcoming year's energies and opportunities.

🕯️ Candle Magic: Light candles in colors symbolizing intentions—gold for prosperity, red for courage, and green for growth.

Yule and Sacred Symbols

✨ The Wheel of the Year: Symbolizing the cyclical nature of life, the wheel turns to the winter solstice, marking the beginning of the solar year.

🌞 The Sun: An emblem of hope and vitality, the return of the sun is celebrated with gratitude and reverence.

Other Yuletide Traditions

🎶 Feasting and Merriment: Share meals with loved ones, celebrating abundance and kinship.

🎁 Gift-Giving: Exchange gifts as tokens of love and appreciation, reflecting the spirit of generosity.

Yule is a time of introspection, gratitude, and setting intentions for the coming year. Whether you're performing rituals, casting spells, or simply embracing the magic of the season, Yule offers an opportunity to connect deeply with the natural rhythms of life. As we honor the returning light, let us kindle the flame of hope within our hearts, celebrating the resilience of the human spirit and the everlasting cycle of life.

May your Yule be blessed with warmth, joy, and the abundance of the season.

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Winter Solstice Masterpost - Spoonie Witch Friendly

The Winter Solstice typically lands around December 21st in the Northern Hemisphere (June 21st for the Southern Hemisphere).

Celebrates the arrival of the longest night, and the light returning after that.

The Winter Solstice is celebrated throughout history in many cultures. Traditional customs such as the burning of the symbolic log, the decorated tree, and wassailing.

Correspondences

Colours

Dark Green

Orange

Red

Gold and silver

White

Black

Blue

Herbal

Bay

Blessed Thistle

Frankincense

Chamomile

Peppermint

Rosemary

Lemongrass

Myrrh

Ginger

Cinnamon

Cardamom

Cloves

Nutmeg

Saffron

Pine

Cedar

Holly

Mistletoe

Cypress

Edibles

Citrus Fruits (oranges, lemons, limes, grapefruit, etc)

Root Vegetables

Baked goods

Roasted meat

Nuts

Dried Fruit

Stews

Soups

Pomegranates

Gingerbread

Cinnamon or berry breads, cookies, cakes, etc

Solstice log (edible version)

Cranberries

Apples

Eggnog

Hot chocolate

Mulled wine

Wassail

Mead

Spiced apple cider

Tea

Coffee

Animals

Deer

Bear

Goat

Reindeer

Robins

Pig

Cow

Goose

Owl

Fox

Squirrel

Any animal that hibernates

Crystals

Ruby

Orange calcite

Garnet

Amethyst

Clear quartz

Gold

Emerald

Diamond

Bloodstone

Green Calcite

Spiritual meanings & intentions

Rest

Goal setting

Gratitude

Peace

Beginning

Renewal

Kindness

Ritual

shadow work

Rumination and reflection

Self-care

Personal development

Divination work

Rejuvenation

Healing

Embracing the darkness

Solitude

Slumber

Celebrating with family and loved ones

Need some suggestions to celebrate? I got you covered.

High energy celebrations

Feasting with the folk

Homestead decoration

Creation of a symbolic log (to eat or burn)

Making a wreath

Volunteer/charity work

Creation of a solstice altar

Decorating a solstice tree

Renewal ritual

Low energy celebrations

Snow water

Making herbal fire starters

Lighting a candle for ancestors

Singing/humming

Mug cakes or easy bake cookies

No spoon celebrations

Thanking/writing gratitude

Company of loved ones

Eating premade desserts

Listening to music

How you celebrate the holiday does not matter. You can choose to do any activity that feels right. These are only suggestions and remember that you’re enough no matter what.

#Winter Solstice #winter solstice celebration #Winter Solstice correspondences #Winter Solstice magic #chronic illness #witchcraft #witch #spoonie witch #Wheel of the Year #sabbats #spoonie magic #pagan holidays

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12 days of Christmas - ACOTAR Edition

You can find all the stories I wrote for this series down below.

Enjoy and happy holidays!

1st day of christmas: christmas decorating - New Traditions (Modern Elriel AU)

2nd day of christmas: hot chocolate - Sweet & Spice (Nessian Drabble)

3rd day of christmas: mistletoe - Unsuspected Kissing (Feysand)

4th day of christmas: ice skating - Better Safe than Sorry (Elriel Drabble)

5th day of christmas: cookie decorating - It's just cookies (Archeron Sisters)

6th day of christmas: ugly christmas sweater - Proof of Love (Nessian AU)

7th day of christmas: christmas shopping - Frozen Fingers (Feysand Drabble)

8th day of christmas: gingerbread house - No Crying Over Spilled Icing (Elriel NSFW)

9th day of christmas: solstice - A life by your side (A Feyre Archeron Celebration)

10th day of christmas: gift giving - Nyxmas (Drabble)

11th day of christmas: secret santa - On pretty daggers & ambigous flowers (Elriel)

12th day of christmas: christmas dinner - A Blessing. All of it. (Rhys Drabble)

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Under The Mistletoe

Pairing: Sinister Stephen Strange x Reader, Donna Strange

Summary: Your first Christmas together after giving birth, & a little mistletoe reminds you how loved you really are.

Warnings: Not much, mostly fluff. Allusions to smut. Self-doubt, body image issues, & allusion to post-partum depression.

@fanartka did a lovely drawing that matches this story so well. We all seem to share ideas about Stephen & I love that we both did this unknowingly at the same time.

Each and every doorway in the Sanctum had a piece of mistletoe hanging from it. An extra piece dangling from your headboard. That had been the extent of Stephen's interest in decorating.

Ever since the first year you were together and talked him into celebrating, the mistletoe was his favorite part. Ultimately, any excuse for him to kiss on you he would have been fine with, but he could live without all the rest of the sappy hokey holiday stuff.

Well, he could have before, but that was before his Grinch heart grew far more than two sizes. Now he wanted every bit of sappy and hokey he could get. Even if it meant wearing felt reindeer antlers while you danced around him with your bouncing baby daughter on your hip.

He wanted her life to be everything his never was, even though he had created this barren world. He had done something right somewhere along the way to end up with you. He would spend the rest of his days trying to give you both and any other little ones you may be blessed with, anything and everything you could ask for.

He would be everything. A loving and devoted husband. A protective and caring father. The person he never thought he could be. Better than he ever was before. Much better than his father.

So he would happily submit to the hokey singing and dancing if it made your daughter, his daughter, smile. Her tiny little hands clapping and grabbing at the shiny baubles on the tree he had magically created. He may have added just a bit of extra sparkle and shimmer to the lights and ornaments. Just for her.

For you, he still strung the Sanctum in as much mistletoe as he could. Even after you suggested skipping it this year, since mistletoe has the potential to be poisonous to babies. He didn't listen. It was one of your first traditions together, one of his favorites, and it's not like he was hanging it where your baby could randomly find it.

The one she was most able to reach would be the most important, though, the one on the headboard of your shared bed. That one, there was no wiggle room on. Not after you promised him a special naughty present.

You hadn't had much opportunity to get back into your normal sex routine. Before your daughter, hardly a day ever passed without you and Stephen making love. If there were others in the universe you would have been sickening to watch, all over each other all the time.

After giving birth, you both knew your body needed time to heal and recover after what it had gone through. The extra plus of him being a doctor was he knew, or could find, all the rules of how to take care of you post-partum.

Now, your body was physically healed. Mentally, you were nervous. So much about your body had changed. Your body had been through the wondrous yet kind of disgusting and slightly terrifying process of giving birth. He had been there for every minute of it. Hell, he had been the one to talk you through all of it. Thank god for his medical training.

Would Stephen still be turned on by you? Would he still want you like he did before? Would he still find you sexy after seeing your body go through that? Or would he be bored or disgusted by how different you looked now?

You were no longer the shiny new toy from before. No longer the sleek sports car. You knew that all of that was crap. That you were a full and complex human being. A person, not an object like a car or toy, but as you stood looking in the mirror, your mind distorted your thoughts.

The holiday inspired lingerie you had put on was subject to your enhanced scrutiny. It was a simple silky deep green backless short nightie that you topped with a Santa hat. Did it highlight the new extra pooch on your belly? Did it show too many stretch marks? Did it make your boobs look lopsided?

You had lost track of how long you had been standing in front of the mirror. So much so that you hadn't noticed the sorcerer that had come looking for you and was watching from the doorway.

You jumped a little when you caught the set of crystal blue eyes glancing at you through the mirror. A little snort and smirk crossed his face and made the corners of his eyes crinkle.

Back when he had tried to be intimidating, when you first arrived, as much as he tried, he could never make you jump. Even though he no longer wanted to intimidate you, he found it funny that he occasionally managed it now. Only after falling head over heels and marrying you. After having a baby with you, only then could he manage to sneak up and startle you.

You rolled your eyes and reached to grab your robe to cover yourself up on reflex. Turning around to see Stephen walking towards you with a sprig of mistletoe dangling in the air above him with the help of his violet colored magic. His long, scarred fingers reaching to pull the robe from your grasp and toss it over onto the bed. Putting it out of your immediate reach.

"I think I just found my Christmas present. No point in trying to hide it now, darling."

He looked your body up and down, studying every inch of you before pulling you to him and wrapping his arms around you. Licking his lips and winking at you flirtatiously.

"Merry Christmas to me indeed. You look gorgeous, my love."

You tried to hide the slight grimace you made at his compliment, but you could see his brows furrow immediately at your reaction. He let one hand drag up your side, letting his fingertips skim your entire body, bringing his index finger to rest under your chin. Gently tilting your face up to look at him. He could see the insecurity in your eyes and it made his heart hurt.

"What's wrong, my queen? Did I say something wrong? Did I forget something?"

His other hand rhythmically rubbing up and down your back trying to soothe and comfort you. His brain cycling through everything he had said and done over the last couple of days. He couldn't stand thinking that he had done something that hurt you.

You shrugged and tried to dismiss his concern. A tight-lipped smile forming on your lips. Swallowing back your thoughts and fears.

"It's nothing, Stephen. It's just me. It's something stupid. Don't worry about it. Let's just enjoy Christmas."

Your heart nearly stopped in your chest when you leaned in to try to kiss him and he pulled back. Your fears suddenly flooded back into the pit of your stomach. The hurt immediately registered on your face. As soon as he realized that you had taken his response as rejection, he quickly addressed

"If it has you upset, sweetheart, it's not nothing. I don't care if it's stupid. I love you more than you will ever know. You are the reason I look forward to each minute of each day. I want you to tell me everything, anything. Now, what has you upset? Why are you trying to hide from me?"

He kissed your forehead and then nuzzled his face against yours lovingly. He truly hated to see you upset, and he wouldn't rest until he found a way to fix whatever was wrong.

"You know how happy I am that we have Donna now, and I love her and you so much it hurts. It scares me sometimes. Things are different now that we have a baby. My body is different now. It's not the one that you loved so much before. Things are jigglier and not as firm now. It doesn't look like anything like it did. You've seen it do things that are pretty much the exact opposite of sexy... I get scared that you won't enjoy or love me as much or get as turned on by me anymore. I don't know what I'd do without your touch, your love."

You wanted to look at the floor. You wanted to crawl into your bed and hide under the covers. You didn't want to feel Stephen's eyes on you as he was pondering what you just confessed. You tried not to think about how insane you might have just sounded. Or worse, if you made perfect sense and were right.

He silently grabbed both your hands in his and pulled you over to sit in your large shared bed. He crawled into the fluffy bedding, sitting with his back against the headboard tight near the mistletoe. Once he was settled he beckoned you over to him, pulling you to him and scooping you up into his lap. Holding you securely in his large arms and pressing a kiss to your neck once he could tell you found a comfy position.

"First of all, thank you for telling me what you've been worrying about. Thank you for trusting me. Second of all, do you really think I would have mistletoe placed all over this haunted house if I wasn't as attracted to you as I was? I know your body is different now. It's different because you grew a human in there. The only other human in this universe. You gave birth to our daughter. You, and this incredible body, gave me something I thought I would never ever have. A family to love and care for. You gave me what was impossible. You are a miracle to me. A goddess, and I will worship you for the rest of my days. I love you more every single day, and that will never change."

He tilted your head to kiss you softly over and over. Sweet and comforting kisses meant to alleviate your fears. Your body started to relax and melt into his. Letting go of the tension and fear in your body.

"And now, as for your worry about me not being turned on by you… do you really think I would magically create and hang all this mistletoe around here if I didn't want any and every excuse I could find to kiss and love on you? It seriously takes every ounce of strength in my body to keep my hands off of you all hours of the day. How seeing you holding our daughter makes me want to get you pregnant all over again. How I was waiting rather impatiently for my present this evening, and how badly I want to unwrap it. To unwrap you, and make love to you. My amazing sexy wife. Mother of my children. The love of my life and the best thing to happen to me. Ever "

Before you could respond, Stephen captured your lips with his. Using every bit of energy he could to squeeze you tight and kiss you breathless. As if his kiss was the punctuation of his statement.

When he finally separated from you he pressed his forehead to yours, the fluff from your Santa hat trapped between you, letting you catch your breath. He fully intended to not let yourself get carried away in negative thoughts. Not when it was Christmas, and not when you were genuinely the most extraordinary being he had ever met.

"Now, are you going to tell me if I'm on the naughty or nice list? I want my present and I was good and hung up the decorations like you asked, but I want very much to be naughty with you. Also, I am going to throw a Grinch sized tantrum if you aren't my present because I will always want you to be my present."

You had to giggle at him. You had always enjoyed teasing him about being a Grinch ever since your first Christmas together. You pulled the Santa hat off of your head and placed it atop Stephen's. Brushing his gray streaked thick brown hair behind his ears as you adjusted the hat. Somewhat surprised he was still patiently sitting still and letting you.

Once you were finished, you looped your hands around his neck and leaned back to get a better view of him. It was at that moment you realized he had sat down on the bed just shy of where the sprig of mistletoe was hanging from the headboard.

"Well, Stephen, it looks like we aren't quite under the mistletoe directly, but I guess it's close enough. So I guess you earned at least a kiss or two."

He snickered at your response. An eyebrow quirked at your attempt to best him. He loved that you would always tease and poke at him. You never let him win easily. Even when it was all play. You matched him wit for wit, and that was something he knew he would only grow to love more.

A glint in his eye as he pointed upward towards the ceiling of the Sanctum. Following his gesture your eyes tracked up toward the ceiling, your mouth falling open in wonder at what you saw.

Suspended and floating amongst a field of shimmering swirling bits of amethyst hued magic were countless sprigs of mistletoe. All shades of green, some with berries, some tied with red bows, and some even looked like they were topped with snowflakes. All looked like they had been created to look picture perfect.

"I was kind of hoping that would get me more than just a couple kisses. What do you think?"

"I think this may just be the perfect Christmas, and you may be the perfect man Stephen Strange."

That entire night, as Christmas Eve turned into the wee hours of Christmas Day, he made love to you. Granting your every wish and assuaging your every concern. Something he would happily spend the rest of his days doing.

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vaxxy-the-raven · 4 months

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Thinking about how Vox Machina feels about different seasons and types of weather;

Percy grew up in Whitestone where it's always cold, but it can always get much colder.

He definitely prefers summer, when it's warmer and it's less likely to snow - it had been snowing when the Briarwoods betrayed his family after all.

He also hates the rain, the sound of it anyway, and he much prefers a warm sunny day to a cool spring or autumn one - but his favourite day of the year is in autumn; Vex (and Vax's) birthday is in Sydenstar.

Keyleth, as a druid, is expected to love all weather and seasons, but in truth? she hates winter, she hates snow and she hates ice unless she's directly making it and shooting it at enemies.

She prefers the summer when it's warm and sunny with nary a cloud in the sky, or in early autumn where it's still warm but everything is red and brown and it rains so much.

She loves the smell of petrichor and loves dancing in the warm rain with her partner - it's just so freeing and silly and fun.

Scanlan has a bone deep hate towards summer in Tal'dorei, its too humid and too heavy in comparison to summer back home in Marquet - the heat there was dryer and less suffocating in his opinion.

He loves the winter here, though, and is fascinated with snow even after experiencing it for so many long years now.

He also loves the mistletoe tradition surrounding the very cute Tal'dorein holiday called Winter's Crest - if people call him a menace, so fucking be it.

Pike loves all of the seasons, but she hates rain and snow.

She prefers when it's warm and dry, a cool breeze on the air, and loves to go on picnics with her loved ones outdoors during the late spring to early autumn.

She grows tired in the winter, however, and can become sad all too easily throughout it.

Vex prefers the spring, when all of the flowers bloom and the baby animals tend to be born.

She loves making daisy chains with her brother, she loves cloud gazing with Trinket and she unironically loves to frollick in the wheat fields outside of Whitestone like she did in the fields outside of Byroden as a young and innocent little kid.

She hates winter, though, the month of loss and grief darkens her heart, it leaves her feeling so cold and lonely. So sad.

Grog is indifferent to basically everything weather or season related, but he loves jumping in big piles of fallen leaves and he loves drinking nutmeg and he loves watching the baby animals learn to walk and he loves their beach vacations.

He gets a bit overprotective of his loved ones in the winter, sees some of them get really sad and tired all of a sudden but doesn't understand why.

But Grog personally loves snow and enjoys Winter's Crest a good bit, so he doesn't mind shouldering the weight of his friends' seasonal depression.

Vax is an autumnal boy, with winter being a close second favourite of his, followed by spring - summer isn't even in the running, it's just too warm and sunny for the rogue's liking.

He loves participating in all of the different seasonal holidays - Harvestfest, Winter's Crest, Blessed Tenday, Lover's Day, The Artisan's Faire etc. - and he loves getting everyone gifts.

However, he too suffers from seasonal depression like Vex and Pike do - his is more just an extension of his pre-existing depression, but it still happens to him all the same in the end.

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partyanimal167 · 11 months

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Hello! I came back with a new request if you are up to it! Of course no need to do it if you don't want to!

So could I request another fluff scenario with Law and smoker ( if you write for him, if not, ignore it !) ? Like the crew going to a place where it had a similar tradition of the one from mistletoe- you know about kissing under one - but this place it is considered a good luck charm.

So my request is: the crew had to split for whatever reason ( up to you here) how would they react if their crush ( they never said they liked each other), kissed him in the cheek for good luck before parting ways?

Thank you!

Hello again anon! I'm happy that you liked my other work enough to ask for more. I don't really have a handle on Smoker's character sadly. However, I think this idea is cute. This'll be short, but I hope you enjoy it.

Thankful for Customs- Law x GN!Reader

It wasn't too often that Law wanted to get on land and do some searching. He took pride in being a pirate; the sea was his home. He could spend hours in his study reading or looking for news of the latest conflicts. However, he needed to stretch his legs and being at an island that wasn't hostile towards pirates would seem like a good place to do it.

After getting settled in and talking with the crew about what to buy, everyone seemed ready to head out or stand guard. Bepo, Shachi, and Penguin were going to go looking for some new board games and probably pick up a comic or two. Others had plans to get food, run personal errands, or find some simple entertainment.

Law peeked over at you. "Y/N-ya, what do you plan on doing here?"

You turned towards your captain and tilted your head in thought. "Not sure. I could check out some weapons but..." you trailed off and stretched "I probably should just take it easy and rest." you chuckled softly.

Law turned his head quickly away from the sound. He had found himself enjoying your company more and more the last few months. You were just as much of an oddity as the rest of his crew, but you two did enjoy random conversations and sharing stories since you came from similar regions and traditions. This would be a good chance to hang out.

He scratched his head a little and looked over at the port. "Well, you join me. I just plan on going for a walk for now."

You smiled and and nodded. "Yeah, that sounds nice." Law smiled to himself.

You joined him at his side and stepped off the sub onto the boardwalk. You two took your time towards the end where a local officer stood under a decorated arch and seemed to greet everyone who passed by.

"I wonder what the people are like here. It's not often we go to a place that isn't so hostile towards pirates. I wonder what their history is." you pondered aloud.

"Not sure. The New World has a lot of unique islands and cultures." Law replied. You two neared the archway and were startled when the man reached out his staff.

"Welcome travelers," he began "is this your first time here? Or do you know about the Blessing Gesture?" After a moment and based on the confused looks you both donned, he went on. "Ah, it is custom to show affection to your companion in this island. It shows trust and brings luck. We have a multiple archways for this purpose. This is one is here to welcome those from abroad."

Law scoffed awkwardly while you nodded slowly. "Affection? What gesture is normally done?"

"A kiss on the cheek will suffice." the man answered simply and as normally as saying the sky is blue.

Law coughed a bit. A kiss? He shook his head. "Absolutely not! I don't see the point in something so...unnecessary."

You laughed and shrugged your shoulders. "Oh, don't be like that Captain!" you paused and peered at some familiar figures further ahead of you. "Seems like the guys got through it?"

Law quickly turned to see his trio of friends already going about their day unbothered.

The man looked in the same direction as you two before starting again. "Oh that polar bear and his friends? They were just here. The men kissed the bear on the cheek. Quite good friends they seem--even the bear seemed to blush at his friends' affection." he laughed wholeheartedly.

"Tch, I still don't get-,"

"Okay cool! We'll do it." you agreed.

"What?!"

You scratched your cheek and shrugged. "It's not a big deal, haha. I wouldn't mind it. We could used whatever luck that might help us."

A slight blush appeared on Law's face. "I-, okay fine." he leaned forward into your personal space, but you were quicker. You placed a gentle kiss on his cheek--soft and delicate--before looking up at him brightly. There was some type of spark he felt even as cliche to say.

"How precious! Many blessings to you here and beyond." the man cheered before going back into a resting position.

You giggled before continuing on. You waved Law over. "Come on Captain, let's go!"

Law placed his hand on his cheek for a second before pulling his hat down and stuffing his hands into his pockets. ...That wasn't so bad.

~~~

Thanks for requesting! I meant to have this out sooner, but I'm not feeling well. I do feel better about writing Law a bit, so I appreciate the request.

Have a good one~

#one piece #one piece x reader #trafalgar law #law x reader #reblog #law x gnreader #request #mine #one piece fanfiction #law fans #anon #partyanimal167

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magicoldcottage · 4 months

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The 12 days of Yule

Looking to add more meaning to the season?

I think it's time we started to look back at our traditions from the past, and brought real meaning to the festivities rather than the commercialised mess that Christmas has become. The season was never about how many presents you got, how much money you could spend. It was about spirituality and family.

Below I run through the 12 days of Yule which started this year on the 21st Dec. I write this on boxing day which is 6th day of Yule if you are trying to find the current day.

When is Yule?

I've seen some confusion on posts of the date, this is natural as the date varies. The celebrations commence the day before the winter solstice, the shortest day of the year. Which does vary slightly from year to year. This year the shortest day is the 22nd, so Yule starts on the 21st.

What were the 12 days of the celebration.

On the first day of Yule, The day before that Winter Solstice. people honoured "The Mothers", the goddesses who watched over the family and the land. They offered them food and drink on Mother’s Night, and asked for their blessings for the coming year. If you don't follow the Mothers in any guise simply substitute for one you do as part of your practice. For more details on the mothers click here

On the second day of Yule, people celebrated the winter solstice, the shortest day and longest night of the year. They lit candles, bonfires, and the Yule log to symbolize the return of the sun and the warmth of life. They also decorated evergreen trees with ornaments and gifts. To those of you who've had your tree up since october, yes decorating the tree was part of the festivities. As not everyone has the ability to burn a giant log so a candle lit to banish the dark is a great modern option.

On the third day of Yule, people honoured Odin, the god of wisdom, war, and magic. They left offerings of food and drink for him and his followers, the Wild Hunt, a ghostly procession of spirits and animals that roamed the sky during the winter nights. They also told stories and poems about Odin and his adventures. It was a family day pulling everyone together to spend time telling tales and being close.

On the fourth day of Yule, people honoured Thor, the god of thunder, strength, and protection. They ate and drank in his name, and thanked him for his blessings. They also carved runes and amulets for protection and luck. If you don't fancy making Thors hammer amulets use this day to make something simple to act as protection for your family. For an easy option why not make my tripple goddess knot, only a length of string in needed, guild click here

On the fifth day of Yule, people honoured Frey, the god of fertility, prosperity, and peace. They exchanged gifts and tokens of love and friendship, and wished for a fruitful and prosperous year. They also made wreaths and garlands of mistletoe, holly, and ivy, which were sacred to Frey. Again making the Wreath was part of the festivities rather than something that you made in advance.

On the sixth day of Yule, people honoured Freya, the goddess of love, beauty, and magic. They celebrated with feasts, music, and dancing, and expressed their joy and gratitude for life. They also practiced divination and seidr, a form of shamanic magic that Freya taught to Odin. So Boxing day (as of 2023) is the day to break out your favourite divination tools and scry the future.

On the seventh day of Yule, people honoured Balder, the god of light, joy, and purity. They remembered his death and resurrection, and hoped for his return in the new world. They also played games and sports, and enjoyed the snow and ice. A great day to break out those new boardgames, invite people over who are getting bored and have a games night.

On the eighth day of Yule, people honoured Skadi, the goddess of winter, hunting, and skiing. They admired her beauty and strength, and respected her independence and justice. They also went hunting and skiing, and enjoyed the cold and the wilderness. Not everyone is going to enjoy a hunt, but getting out in nature to spend some time to appreciate the beauty of the world around us should be our target on this day.

On the ninth day of Yule, people honoured Ullr, the god of archery, skiing, and dueling. They praised his skill and courage, and challenged themselves and others to contests of honor and glory. They also made offerings of skis, bows, and arrows to Ullr. Although Monopoly in our house tends to turn into a blood sport, contents of strength should be slightly more energetic.

On the tenth day of Yule, people honoured Loki, the god of mischief, fire, and change. They laughed at his tricks and pranks, and acknowledged his role in the balance of the world. They also played jokes and riddles, and embraced the chaos and the change. Again draw together with friends or family and have some fun, even if its settling down for a good comedy film.

On the eleventh day of Yule, for the end of the year people honoured the ancestors, the spirits of the dead who lived on in the otherworld. They remembered their names and deeds, and honoured their legacy and wisdom. They also set a place for them at the table, and shared stories and memories with them. We have all lost someone who remains in our hearts. Use this day to remind yourself how they have touched your life. Pull out the old photographs, share their stories with those too young to remember them and keep them alive. Click here for my memory stones for those feeling crafty.

On the twelfth day of Yule, people honoured the Norns, the goddesses of fate who wove the threads of destiny. They reflected on the past, the present, and the future, and made resolutions and plans for the new year. They also burned the remains of the Yule log, and scattered the ashes for good luck. This day normally falls around the new year and the tradition lives on as "New Year Resolutions". Don't aim for the impossible, practical resolutions are far easier to stick to.

For more ideas of things to make or do, click here for my masterpost.

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thgfanfictionlibrary · 9 days

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Teen and Up Rated Fics Masterlist (23)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / Part 7 / Part 8 / Part 9 / Part 10 / Part 11 / Part 12 / Part 13 / Part 14 / Part 15 / Part 16 / Part 17 / Part 18 / Part 19 / Part 20 / Part 21 / Part 22 /

Created: March 14th, 2024

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Long As I Got You-HGfanonezillion (ao3) Summary: Modern AU. Katniss and Peeta surprise each other on Valentine’s Day. Lullaby-Alliswell (ao3) Summary: Desperate for sleep, a lonely veteran calls a sex line, looking for respite, finding more than he expected to get. Make Your Move-C_r_roberts (ao3) Summary: Katniss Everdeen is her high school's star soccer player. And Peeta Mellark is her assistant coach. Marriage Goals-HGfanonezillion (ao3) Summary: Peeta surprises Katniss with some fun on the morning of their tenth wedding anniversary. Menorah Lights, Blessing of Life-Alliswell (ao3) Summary: Peeta and Katniss have overcome many obstacles to come to their Happily Ever After. Now with a child on the way any day now, they gathered their friends and family to light the menorah, with grateful hearts. Midnight Fireworks-Alliswell (ao3) Summary: Married couple, Katniss and Peeta, dance the night away at a Masquerade Ball charity event, and share sweet surprises with one another before ringing in the new year with a kiss! Missed Connection-Abagail_Snow (ao3) Summary: When his flight is delayed, Peeta runs into someone unexpected from his past. Mistaken Gift Swap-Alliswell (ao3) Summary: Peeta Mellark takes pride in being a thoughtful 'gifter', when it comes to his holiday presents. This year however, hasn’t gone as planned... Based on the Winter in Panem Prompt: “I accidentally gave you (my roommate) the box containing lingerie I got for my girlfriend, but you still surprised me by wearing it for Christmas.” Everlark pairing, modern setting AU. Mistletoe Venom-Alliswell (ao3) Summary: Madge has discovered the old tradition of kissing under the mistletoe, and decides to hang a few sprigs, for the Victor's banquet, during the Victory Tour, in honor of the winners of the 74th Hunger Games. Mockingjay On Tour-HGfanonezillion (ao3) Summary: Katniss is the lead singer of the band Mockingjay. Peeta and the kids are traveling on the tour with the band.

#t #teen and up masterlist #masterlist #everlark #everlark fanfiction #thg #thg fanfiction #thglibrary masterlist

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metalheadsforblacklivesmatter · 1 year

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The audacity for Christians to say Christmas isn't a religious holiday when if you take all of the Christian stuff out of Christmas. The holiday is literally Yule.

You can't just ignore that most of the noteworthy parts of Christmas is literally Yule and claim that the holiday "isn't religious".

Mistletoe, holy, and ivy? It's believed evergreens warded from evil spirits.

Wreaths at the door was to keep spirits from entering your home. Christmas trees where believed to protect the home.

Santa leaving presents? The 13 Yule lad coming for 13 nights (a different one every night) publishing the naughty children and giving gifts to the nice ones.

Giving gifts and big dinners? Yup. That's also part of Yule traditions.

Shit. Even Yule colors are red and green.

You can't just say "Oh without the Christian symbolism it's not a religious holiday" as if Yule doesn't exist. Yule. Your holiday is Yule. The "Not religious holiday" you're trying to get non-Christians to follow is Yule.

Pagans still exist. Just because you tried to erase their culture and pretend like you didn't bastardize their religion doesn't mean that people don't fucking celebrate it. Norse Pagans celebrate it with Odin. Germanic Pagans celebrate it with Yule lads.

Your holiday is Yule. Stop with your "not a religious holiday" bullshit. It's literally about a pagan holiday and everything that's not Christian during Christmas is literally stolen from Yule traditions. Just stop.

(If any non-Pagans want to celebrate Yule, go ahead. I accept you. But like. Don't pretend that the holiday isn't religious. It's literally a pagan holiday.)

Anyways. Happy Yule to anyone that is willing to accept Yule blessings, and I highly encourage all the white supremacists appropriating Norse paganism to go outside and join Odin in his wild hunt this Yule.

-fae

#yule #christmas

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shatterinseconds · 1 year

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mistletoe

Klancemas ‘22 day 24

It’s their first holiday season away from Earth—or so they assume it’s the holidays back home; Lance actually has no idea what month or day it is on Earth right now. But earlier in the week they landed on a snowy planet, and while it didn’t conjure up any holiday memories for Lance, being from lovely, warm, bright, sunny Cuba (and not a place with cold, unforgiving snow), it had for Pidge. Which in turn made Lance homesick for his own Christmases with his family, celebrating Nochebuena with everyone no matter how far apart they were scattered, with Lance and Veronica at the Garrison and his oldest brother married and moved to the States permanently. Now he’s too far away to even video chat.

Unsurprisingly, it wasn’t difficult to get everyone on board with the idea of throwing a grand holiday celebration. Even Coran and Allura got involved, adding in their Altean solstice festivals to mix. They exchanged presents earlier in the evening, a hologram of a Christmas tree illuminates a corner of the room, and a makeshift menorah resides on the main table for Hunk. Altean music echoes from the Castle-Ship’s comm system. Coran even put up a mistletoe for fun after Lance spent hours educating him on all the Earth holiday traditions.

And so maybe Lance has been standing near the hanging plant, quietly sipping the Altean version of eggnog which contains no eggs but still has that white, creamy rich texture—Lance refuses to ask what it’s made of; he learned his error the hard way last time he sampled another Altean delicacy. As they say, ignorance is bliss. People have passed him by to chat, but no one has looked above them—not that he’d be interested in kissing either Coran or Pidge, so really, it’s a blessing on all accounts. Besides, there’s really only one person he wishes would get caught up in it. But that would take a Christmas miracle.

“Have you been standing here all night?” Lance startles at the sound of Keith’s voice and turns to find him leaning against the doorway, right above the mistletoe.

Think of the Mullet and he shall appear.

“No,” Lance mutters as he takes a sip of his drink, trying to appear as casual as possible. It really is not all a lie; he only started hanging around for the last half hour or so.

“It looks like you’re waiting for someone.”

“I’m just casually standing here.” Lance tilts his head, glaring at Keith. “You’re the one that decided to engage.”

“I did,” Keith easily agrees. Before Lance can even ask what exactly Keith is doing here, Keith braces a hand on the wall beside Lance’s head and leans in to kiss him. Lance almost drops his eggnog. Keith’s lips are incredibly warm and slightly chapped, and after the shock wears off, Lance returns the favor. He snakes his hand into Keith’s hair to keep him close, and Keith wraps an arm around Lance’s waist. If possible, Lance could stay like this forever. He wants to, desperately.

“Merry Christmas, Lance,” Keith whispers close to his lips as he starts to draw back. He smirks when Lance finally opens his eyes.

He leaves Lance flushed and fuming for the rest of the party. Merry Christmas, indeed. He’ll get back at Keith on New Year’s Eve, just you wait.

#klance #voltron #vld #voltron legendary defender #klancemas #klance fic #keith x lance #my writing #not my best but hopefully still enjoyable #happy holidays everyone!

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