#holiday writing challenge

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Prompt{ Naughty } : “You know, tying the legs together keeps everything moist.”

Character: Phillip Graves

Fandom: Call Of Duty: Modern Warfare ii

Warnings: Fingering, Philip having a mouth.

If you could say one thing about Phillip Graves, it was that the man was not afraid to speak his mind, you swore he had no filter, especially when it came to things we wanted to do to you in the bedroom. You just hoped that he would tone it down for the thanksgiving dinner with your family.

“Can you please behave yourself tonight?”

Wrinkling his nose, Phillip held his head high as you smoothed out his suit. “I don’t know what you’re taking about Y/n.I always behave myself around your parents.”

Scoffing you grasped his chin. “Need I remind you about the whole vibrating panties incident?”

“It’s not my fault, you’re the one who put them on. Isn’t that what they’re for? Besides you looked all cute getting flustered like that. Not to mention how great the sex was.”

“Ugh. You’re lucky you’re cute.”

Humming he grasped your wrist tugging you close to his chest giving you a gentle kiss. “I’ll behave.”

Behave my ass, that man could barely contain himself. With him pinching your ass when your parents weren’t looking. To whispering what he was going to do to you once you got home. Your face was warm the entire night but at least you weren’t wearing those vibrating panties.

Feeling Phillip’s hand on your knee you felt him give it a squeeze. “Everything looks amazing.”

Your mother let out a laugh waving the man off as you felt him move his hand higher. “You’re so kind Phillip, We’re so happy our y/n found you.”

“Oh no I’m the lucky one.” Phillip smile as if he wasn’t slipping his hand under your dress. Glancing at the turkey he cleared out his throat as his gaze then focused on you. His blue eyes bow turning a deeper shade. “You know, tying the legs together keeps everything moist.”

Your breath hitched feeling his fingers push your panties aside. Your nails digging into your palm feeling him work his fingers in your warmth. You did your best to not push back on his fingers but it felt it good. You quickly grabbed your glass of wine taking a large sip of the alcohol as you felt him press his thumb to your clit.

“You know if I’m being honest, I got say the legs are my favorite part.”

You grit yourself teeth hearing your parents laughter, you mentally cursing at the man for that comment. He knew exactly what he was doing, you wanted to slap that smirk off his face but you didn’t want him to stop, not when it felt so good.

“Y/n, you look a little flushed? Are you okay.”

Turning your attention to your mom your hand shakily placed the glass down as your forced out a laugh. “I’m fine.”

Biting your tongue you were happy that they continued to eat, you nearly jumped feeling him curl his fingers hitting your G-spot. You nearly cried out as he grabbed a napkin placing it over your mouth. “You weren’t sure how much longer you might last but seeing Phillips smug expression he could tell you were close.

“You alright love? We can head out if you want?” He teased lightly as he continued to work you to your orgasm.

“Maybe he should take you home y/n.” Your father states with a frown on his face.

Shaking your head you forced out a laugh. “It’s just a little hot that’s all.”

Philip continued the process of curling his fingers upwards and applying pressure to your G-spot with the pads of his fingertips. He pulled your fingers toward himself for a moment then straighten them out, his fingers now coated with your juices. God he wish he could be inside of you but that will have to wait until you both got home.

He then pressed your clit, the action causing you to hit your orgasm. You had to bite your tongue to keep you from crying out his name.You slowly rolling your hips as you road out your orgasm.

Nearly slumping forward, you missed the man pulling out his fingers, wiping them on his jeans as he gave your parents a smile. “Who wants desert?”

‘Smug bastard’

Tag list:

@redpool , @wanderingsoul6261

#drabbles #drabble #smut #phillip graves #Philip graves x reader #Philip graves x you #tis the season #holiday writing challenge #call of duty x you #call of duty x reader #call of duty #call of duty modern warfare 2 #call of duty mw ii #call of duty modern warfare ii #cod x reader #cod x you #cod modern warfare ii #cod modern warfare #cod mw ii #cod modern warfare 2 #cod mw 2 #moderner warfare #modern warfare 2

[12daysofchristmas]

It’s that magical time of year again where we hope to spread some ✨joy and cheer✨ via Christmas-, holiday-, and winter-themed fanfiction, gifs, fan art, and edits. Rules and information below the cut!

About & Rules

The challenge will run from December 13-24, 2022.

The challenge is open to any and all fandoms.

Submissions must relate to the theme for that day in some way, however small. This year’s themes are listed below.

Tag your submissions with #12daysofchristmas2022 AND tag either this blog or my personal blog (@zsjaywhite​​) so that I will be notified to reblog your submissions here. (Also, it would be super cool if you gave this blog a follow!)

Submissions for the day must be posted before midnight YOUR time. I’m not super hard-and-fast about this rule, but posting within time is very much appreciated! For your reference, I live in the Eastern Standard timezone. 

If your submission contains any warnings (alcohol use, sexually explicit content, etc.) you must identify/tag them as outlined below.

If your contribution is writing, please use a “keep reading” cut and follow the post template below.

Title: Theme: Fandom/Character(s): Warnings (if applicable): Word Count: 

Example:

Title: Santa, Baby Theme: Day 8 - Decorating Fandom/Character(s): AEW/Adam Page x OC Warnings: Alcohol, cursing, sexual situations (explicit) Word Count: 7,290

2022 Themes

13 December: Bells

14 December: Santa Hat

15 December: Candles

16 December: Snowman

17 December: Reindeer

18 December: Ice Skating

19 December: Cookies/Gingerbread/Sweets

20 December: Decorating

21 December: Mistletoe

22 December: Travel

23 December: Music/Songs

24 December: Presents

Please feel free to message me with any questions, and happy creating!

#12daysofchristmas2022 #holiday fanfiction #holiday prompts #christmas prompts #winter prompts #writing challenge #fanfiction challenge #christmas writing challenge #holiday writing challenge #fanfiction writing challenge

[bg-sparrow]

At the great insistence of our Discord server to make every month a celebration of Back to the Future, I am honored to host December's Celebration with the

BttF Bingo Christmas Card!

Write, draw, edit, art, whatevs! The point is to get bingo by the end of the month -- meaning you don't have to do EVERY SINGLE PROMPT, leaving lots of time for holiday cheer with your loved ones (because December gets busy)! I can't wait to see all the holiday-themed Back to the Future content! Post it here, post it there, post it everywhere!

Join in the fun with the #bttf bingo christmas card tag!

(Yes, you may laugh at my art.)

#bttf bingo #back to the future #bttf #writing prompts #fan fic #fan art #fan fiction #fanvid #christmas #xmas #holidays #holiday writing prompts #holiday writing challenge #art prompt #holiday art #bttf bffs #make something #please #bingo card #erica attempts art #BttF bingo Christmas card

[goldenavenger02]

A Drabble For The Holiday Season

Since I have one more deadline for the year and it just needs to be posted, I decided to do this. Send me the fandom, some characters and a prompt and I’ll write you a little something for the holidays (please do this over asks)

And the prompt does not have to be holiday themed, it can be whatever you want

A friendly reminder that I write for the MCU, Teen Wolf, Ninjago and Lab Rats. :)

#holiday writing challenge #drabble #writing stuff #mcu #teen wolf #ninjago #lab rats

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

Sweet indulgence 🛼

Written for the Valentine's Day pop-up challenge of the @steddieholidaydrabbles blog.

Rated: G

CW: none

Tags: No UD AU; Future fic; Flirting; Sexual Tension; Record label owner!Eddie; Waiter!Steve; Steve in roller skates; First date (Eddie says it counts 💖)

Notes: continued from this one.

"You can’t be fucking serious,” Steve says. 

“Why not?” Eddie throws the garishly pink flier back down on the table. “It’s still Valentine’s Day.” 

“For thirteen more minutes,” Steve bristles, pen pressing down on his little notepad so hard that Eddie is afraid he’ll punch a hole through it. “You don’t even have a date.” 

“Didn’t know that was required,” Eddie grins. “All I’m saying is, if you offer a Valentine’s Day special, then that special should be available for the entirety of Valentine’s Day, so …” 

Steve makes an exasperated sound, but still jots down the order. 

“You’re being ridiculous,” he barks over his shoulder as he pushes away from the table and disappears into the kitchen. “Just so you know.” 

Eddie watches him glide away, legs and ass a meal in their own right in those shorts and knee-highs and the fucking roller skates. 

Maybe the boy has a point. Maybe he is being ridiculous. 

It’s not exactly normal behavior, discovering that your former high school king is now a waiter at the diner down the street, and then promptly declaring said diner your new after-work dinner spot. But Eddie never claimed to be normal. And he’s always been a tad bit obsessed with Steve Harrington, so here they are. 

Steve has long resigned himself to his nightly visits. Never once has he acknowledged their shared history, and Eddie hasn’t pushed. Instead, he’s slowly putting together all the little puzzle pieces he’s been collecting. 

Steve will grumble and scowl and bitch over Eddie’s absurd orders and constant attempts at flirting, but he never fails to pocket his generous tips, so he must be struggling financially. He’s pulling at least one job besides the one at the diner. Most likely a babysitting gig, as indicated by the sparkly hair clips and stickers that Eddie regularly spots in his hair and on his clothes. He’s also not seeing anyone, because if he was, he sure as hell wouldn’t be working the night shift on Valentine’s Day. 

He also hasn’t eaten in a while, if the tummy rumble as he brings the order is anything to go by. Eddie quirks a brow. Steve blushes and hugs the tray to his chest. 

“Enjoy your meal,” he says, but Eddie holds up a hand and gestures invitingly at the empty seat opposite him. 

“Join me?” 

Steve’s brow furrows. “I’m on the clock.” 

“Oh yeah, and super fucking busy, I can see,” Eddie quips. “Indulge me, my liege.” 

Steve chews on his bottom lip, casting a hesitant glance towards the kitchen. Finally, he sighs and slips into the free seat. Eddie hands over one of the two cupcakes on his plate, decorated in a lopsided tower of frosting and a smattering of heart-shaped sprinkles. Steve devours nearly half of it with two enormous bites, and if triumph blooms warm and heavy in Eddie’s chest, that’s neither here nor there. 

“So,” he drawls, ignoring his own cupcake in favor of stacking his chin on top of his folded hands, peering at Steve over the rim of his sunglasses. “How was your day? Been handing out lots of these little babies?” 

Steve rolls his eyes. 

“Yeah, sure,” he says around a mouthful of frosting. “Have you seen this place? Premium date spot. So classy and romantic.” 

They lapse into silence for a few seconds. Steve grabs the milkshake with the two straws without waiting for an invitation and takes an enormous sip. There’s a tiny pink sprinkle at the corner of his mouth. Eddie resists the temptation to reach out and wipe it away. 

“What about you, huh? You own the record label down the street, right? Surely your day was much more interesting than mine.” 

So he isn’t the only one who’s been puzzling, Eddie thinks. 

“Hellfire Records,” he nods, happy to ramble about his baby, even though Steve’s attempt at diverting the topic is not nearly as subtle as the boy may think. “We have some pretty cool bands, but I’m not sure they’re your taste, exactly.” 

“Oh?” Steve shoves the last bit of cupcake into his mouth, licking leftover frosting off his fingers. “Bold of you to assume that you’d know my taste. Indulge me?” 

Eddie does. 

Steve does, it turns out, know fuck all about metal and grunge, but he’s surprisingly interested and open-minded. Much more open-minded than Eddie would’ve expected from Hawkins High royalty. By the time they wrap up their little talk and make their way over to the counter, Steve has finished not only the milkshake, but also the second cupcake.

When Eddie hands over the usual fifty, Steve hesitates. 

“You already gave me all the food.” 

Eddie smiles easily. “So? Gotta let my favorite waiter know I appreciate him on this fine holiday.” 

Something flits over Steve’s face, something open and vulnerable, but it’s gone as soon as it came. 

“Don’t think you can buy my affection, Eddie,” he murmurs, snatching the bank note from Eddie’s fingers and stuffing it into his apron pocket. 

“Don’t worry,” Eddie winks and saunters towards the door - carefully making sure to keep the giddy spring out of his step. Steve called him Eddie. Not Munson. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” 

“Good,” Steve calls after him. “See you tomorrow?” 

“You bet, big boy,” Eddie says. He’s just about to leave when something else occurs to him. “And I’ll be sure to pick a nicer spot for our second date, promise.” 

Steve’s blush is as pink as the sprinkle that’s still stuck at the corner of his mouth. Eddie doesn’t wait for his retort, just shuts the door and makes for home, grinning like a maniac.

🛼💕🛼💕🛼💕🛼💕🛼💕🛼💕🛼💕🛼💕🛼💕

Tagging some ppl who expressed interest last time: @p0lybl4nkk @fairytalesreality @colidamae @dissociatingdemon @steddhie @formosusiniquis @steddiehasmywholeheart @ellaelsinore @rozzieroos

#steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie brainrot #steddie fanfic #fanfiction writer #fanfiction #fanfic #my writing #steddieholidaydrabbles #steddieholidaydrabbles pop-up challenge #upside diner AU #ready to roll? #hype's holiday drabbles 2024

[pan-flute-skeleton]

Winter Wonderklok 2023

Welcome to the first ever Winter Wonderklok! A holiday Metalocalypse themed event leading up to Christmas. Twelve days of prompts instead of gifts for your true love. How zazzy is that! You are free to create anything you want. Make art, write stories, put together playlists, design moodboards and overall, take the time to have fun with it. I know this coming out a smidge early, but I want to make sure everyone has time to relax after kloktober, think and create. I made it a point to try and be as broad as possible because I know not everyone celebrates Christmas. Please feel free to adjust to your standards. As a fan creator myself, I do these things for the fun of it and in a way that fits my style. I encourage you all to do the same. Don’t feel like a certain prompt? Do something else entirely! 

There are a few things I would like to clarify and they go as follows:

What do you mean by ‘Rankin Bass?’ Rankin Bass is the production company that produced all of your favorite Christmas movies like Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer and Santa Claus is Coming to Town. Beautiful puppetry and stop motion pioneers that are cherished to this day. I challenge artists to attempt the style in their own way. Or simply have your character of choice enjoying the specials. However you want to tackle the iconic figures.

What do you mean by ‘Saran wrap ball?’ It’s a type of grab bag game that involves…saran wrap! Who would’ve thought. I will attach a video below for reference on how it’s made and how it’s played. I will say that each house has their own rules so feel free to adjust anything you’d like.

What do you mean by ‘OC Special?’ I am an OC (original character) writer. Many of my friends are too. The few prompts that are labeled ‘OC special’ are meant to encourage use of OCs, interaction with other OCs and even creation of new OCs. I would love for people to take the opportunity to create someone or something new or try something they’ve been meaning to for a while. Challenge yourself! But if that isn’t your style, that’s okay too. If you do not want to use or make an OC, you’re more than welcome to use a canon character of choice instead.

What do you mean by ‘Toys for Tots?’ This is a charity program run by the U.S. Marine Corps Reserve which distributes toys to children whose families cannot afford to buy them for Christmas. Ongoing for over seventy five years and common enough, but just in case anyone needed a reminder.

I encourage you to use #WinterWonderklok2023 when you post your work. Love keeping things organized. Good luck everyone! Can’t wait to see what you can come up with.

I also want to give a huge shout out to @papabigtoes for all the visuals for Wonderklok. I really could not pull this off without her insane art skills. Thank you a million times over my friend!

Plain text list:

Dec 13 Improvised snowman decoration 

Dec 14 Baking cookies

Dec 15 Hot tub in the snow

Dec 16 Black friday*

Dec 17 Everyone gets socks

Dec 18 Lighting candles

Dec 19 Saran wrap ball

Dec 20 Secret Santa with another character*

Dec 21 Dethfam holiday

Dec 22 Rankin Bass

Dec 23 Homemade gift

Dec 24 Toys for tots*

*=OC Special

#WinterWonderklok2023 #metalocalypse #skwisgaar skwigelf #toki wartooth #pickles the drummer #william murderface #nathan explosion #charles foster offdensen #writing prompt #writing challenge #challenge #original character #mtl oc #character design #Youtube #winter #holiday #christmas #xmas

[flynndesdelca]

Portal 12 Days of Christmas Prompt List

What's this? Portal Christmas prompts? Sort of. Taking inspiration from the time of year, the celebrations, and the song itself, I'd like to present to you the Portal 12 Days of Christmas prompt list!

I did a lot of research to find prompts in four categories: prompts inspired by the song itself, prompts inspired by the various feasts and celebrations, prompts inspired by the more mundane aspects of the holiday, and of course Portal-specific prompts inspired by the first three in various ways.

While the actual 12 days of Christmas start at the end of the month, that time of year is far too busy for this sort of thing so I felt it would be better to post it earlier in the month to give people ample time to participate if they so choose.

Testing doesn't stop, even during the holidays, so let's bring some Aperture-themed cheer!

Written list and guidelines under the cut.

The rules are simple.

There's absolutely no obligation to participate every day. Some people are more busy than others this time of year, so participate at your own pace and comfort level. If you aren't inspired by a day's prompts or end up too busy to keep going, that's totally fine! It's all for fun.

Any medium you want to use is fine, whether physical or digital. Sketches, writing, felt work, renders, completed art… whatever sort of inspiration you might get!

Let's use the tag 'Portal 12 Days of Christmas' to track posts. I'll try to reblog any participating posts I see.

Prompts: Day 1: Trees, Feasting, Party, The surface Day 2: Partners, Mercy, Shopping, Companion Cube Day 3: Foreign/ the unknown, Devotion, Wine/drinks, Wheatley Day 4: Birds, Children, Role Reversal, GLaDOS' crows Day 5: Rings, Argument, Work, Portals Day 6: Eggs, Protection, Breakfast, Chell Day 7: Swimming/sports, Authority, New Year's Eve, GLaDOS Day 8: Farms, Mothers, New Year's resolutions, Lying when nervous Day 9: Dancing, Doctors, Friends, Atlas and P-Body Day 10: Flight, Names, Travel/visiting, Repulsion gel Day 11: Music, Education, Reading, Turret opera/GLaDOS singing Day 12: Time, Stars, Holiday cleanup, Cake

#portal 2 #portal #chell #glados #wheatley #doug rattmann #portal caroline #cave johnson #drawing prompts #holiday challenge #portal 12 days of christmas #12 days of christmas writing prompts

[lgbtqlegends]

it is officially midnight here where i am, so i just want to pop on and say merry christmas to all those who celebrate, a happy holidays in general, and also happy birthday sara lance who is still one of my absolute all-time favorite comfort characters <333

#sara lance #legends of tomorrow #merry christmas to those who celebrate!! #also sending love to anyone struggling with the holiday season this year ❤ #p.s. i was going to try to write an avalance christmas fic to post this year but alas #finding any excess christmas spirit this year has been a tad bit challenging #and my brain said no #so here we are #but anyways. merry christmas and happy birthday to sara lance :) #mod alien's life and thoughts

[pixelatedraindrops]

RainCode Sickfic (Sequel 3) preview!

(RainCode Endgame Spoilers!)

Behind the mask…lies the pain you’ve kept hidden all this time…

So as I’ve briefly mentioned multiple times, over winter break I will be writing a new fic, aka the third and final part to my RainCode sickfic trilogy. I call the it the “Sickfics of the Heart” series~ :)

The final fic I write will take place in the post game. Where former Number One, Yuma decides to visit Kanai Ward to check on his homunculus Makoto before the year ends as a break. But he finds out he’s not in good shape health-wise and decides to try to look after him.

I will be making multiple references to my first fic “Home is Where the Heart is” so be sure to read that fic first!

This fic will also contain more angst. (that I will make super fluffy in return :3)

Here is the summary of what I have planned.

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Title: A Heartwarming Reunion

With his memories back, Former Number One, now Independent Detective Yuma Kokohead has recently solved yet another case. One more step towards his goal of eradicating all the world’s mysteries. He finds himself a little tired and realized that it was getting close to the end of the year. He thinks maybe it’s a good opportunity to take a small vacation to recuperate.

New Years is usually a time best spent with family. Sadly, Yuma didn’t have any blood relatives. His secondary family was the Nocturnal Detective Agency, but with the master detectives off doing their own thing, and the chief deceased (or rather wandering aimlessly as an undead homunculus zombie) he couldn’t be selfish and take up their time.

But as he thought back to his time spent in Kanai Ward's city of endless rain as an amnesiac, one person crossed his mind. The person who shared his face, his mind and his build. The homunculus clone he had to battle to solve the city’s mystery. (Though he could not remember what exactly happened) The CEO and now Leader of the clouded city of rain full of homunculi like him. Makoto Kagutsuchi.

Yuma thought to himself that even if they were previously enemies, Makoto was probably the closest thing to a blood relative he had left. So he decides to return to Kanai Ward to pay him a visit, to see how the city is fairing and hoping he had some time off to talk and catch up. And as the city’s leader, he was usually alone. He wouldn’t mind a little surprise visit from his original …would he?

Little did Yuma know, that Makoto may have needed his help more than he originally expected. He overhears rumors in the city that speak concerns of Makoto pushing himself too hard. It turns out their city’s leader was ill, and he had only gotten worse due to his days of continuous overworking and trying to brush it off, by hiding it using his mask.

Yuma is about to experience being a caretaker for the first time in his life, and to his own double. He has a bit of trouble at first, but he has a little bit of help from his heartwarming memories of his previous found family, the Nocturnal Detective Agency. He also finds out more about Makoto in the process. Realizing that he’s been in a lot of pain…that he’s kept masked all this time, all alone.

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Also yes this edit is terrible... x'D Makoto's sprite art makes it difficult to edit into his body... I tried okay? x-x;

Anyway, I hope you will look forward to it! I will try to get it done by either Christmas or...the end of the year :3c

Also this will likely be a multi-chapter fic.

#rain code #master detective archives: rain code #rain code spoilers #master detective archives spoilers #fanfiction #yuma kokohead #makoto kagutsuchi #makoyuma #sick fic #caretaking #hurt/comfort #whumpcode #my edits #pixeledits #I WANTED TO MAKE IT CHRISTMAS BUT THEN I REMEMBER JAPAN DOESN'T REALLY CELEBRATE THAT HOLIDAY OFTEN #I'm lowkey super nervous to write this fic #writing post game yuma and makoto will be pretty tricky #but I accept the challenge! I love my skrunklies sm <3 #its makoto's turn to suffer now >:) #being yuma's clone he has the same frail immune system #and I will make him suffer a LOT so be warned #makes it all the more sweet when he's tended to for the first time <3 #also with this fic you can probably either see it a platonic or a ship #the choice is yours but I personally still see them more platonic #SORRY AGAIN FOR THE TERRIBLE EDIT x-x; #also big thanks to other people for helping inspire me with their hcs :3

[rainymoodlet]

Kiss Me in Komorebi+ 🌸

[Episode One] First Impressions.

Congratulations to our second First Impressions rose winner, with 20 Romance points at the end of the mini date - Julian!

sometimes ea animations do us good, folks!! there was a hard fought battle for dan’s second rose tonight! julian pulled ahead by four points to snag the rose!🌹 it was interesting watching them float back and forth between flirting and joking with one another: the muse struck, and it felt to me that jules kept making jokes to get away from being face-to-face with dan on national television like this. it’s one thing to watch the shows- it’s another to live them!

And so, we’re back on track! This concludes House Two’s introductions, so our contestants will be heading back to the manor for the night! Next, we’ll be meeting the final seven sims who make up House Three, and we’ll see who wins the third and final First Impressions rose! 🌹

Part 3/3 | catch up with the challenge here!

@mattodore

#ts4 #ts4 edit #ts4 screenshots #ts4 gameplay #ts4 challenge #ts4 bachelor challenge #;kmik #sim: daniel #julian vance by mattodore #|| #MAN i hope this makes sense!! #i celebrated the holiday a good deal today so 💨💨 #i am very sorry if the dialogue is a but muddy here #but yes!!! muse struck!! #my writing is slowly clawing its way back to me #julian was genuinely so embarrassed #after dan flirted and it backfired right before the rose #that i was scared he wasn’t gonna accept the rose #so that’s kinda where this lil #‘hey i’m self-aware and gonna get in front of the embarrassment of this bein part of the show and not genuine before it can hurt me lol :)’ #but i hope that fits for his characterization 🥹 #also the someone he’s talking abt is definitely jeannie dhshdhshd #but yeah!! dan might be nervous as hell #but there ain’t a person in the world that can force him to do something #he grew up waiting to be strong enough to stand up to his father #and his father was able to send him away anyway #so nobody else on earth #will ever dictate his life to him again #if he wants to give you a rose #he’s gonna give you a rose - even if its embarrassing af for him to do it on national tv. he’s a big boy ;)

[12daysofchristmas]

The 2022 12 Days of Christmas Challenge!

Hello, friends! It’s that magical time of year again!

The purpose of the 12 Days of Christmas challenge is to spread ✨ joy and cheer ✨ throughout the holiday season via holiday-themed fanfiction, gifs, edits, or any other way you choose to creatively express yourself. And don’t let the name fool you: any and every winter holiday is welcome! Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, Yuletide, Winter Solstice, just to name a few; if it’s celebrated in December, it’s welcome. Don’t celebrate anything in particular? Winter-themed submissions are welcome, too!

As always, the challenge will run from December 13-24, 2022, and each day will have a specific winter or holiday theme that submissions must incorporate somehow. And while this challenge was created within wrestleblr, any and all fandoms are welcome!

If you’re interested in participating please let me ( @zsjaywhite ) know, or just comment on this post. Reblogs are also very much appreciated to help spread the word! If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask!

#12daysofChristmas2022 #writing challenge #holiday writing prompts #holiday writing challenge #christmas prompts #christmas writing challenge #holiday prompts #winter prompts

[koscheiisms]

if this gets fifteen notes ill write more insane tensimm makeouts

#not tagging this as anything #as a challenge #something about being home for the holidays makes me wanna write about these insane old men kissing

[jeongjaebae]

Redo

Pairing: Juyeon x reader Genre: holiday fluff fluff fluff Word count: 3.5k Warnings: mentions of alcohol

The holiday party was a little crazy and you wake up not remembering who you were making out with last night. Luckily your best friend was there and can help you solve this mystery, right?

Is it bad that the only thing you can remember from last night is making out with some guy?

Yeah, you were wasted out of your mind. The obnoxious pounding of your head and the lack of memories beyond your fourth shot at the party is only further proof of that. But oddly enough, you can clearly remember the stranger's gentle touch, the heat of his mouth, and your heart pounding so hard it might explode.

Which, when you think about it, is the other weird thing. That kind of knee-weakening, heart fluttering type of feeling has only ever been evoked by one person before—

"Y/N? Are you even listening?" Juyeon waves a hand in front of your face, thankfully interrupting your train of thought. "Are you sure you don't remember anything from last night?"

"Based on the way you keep asking me that, I'm starting to think I'm better off not remembering it," you retort, groaning at the growing headache when you attempt to recall any memories at all. "Anyway, that's exactly why I called you. You're the last person I remember from yesterday, and I need your help."

Juyeon's instant frown tells you that he's already wary about where this conversation is heading. And sure, he has every right to be after having spent years being dragged into the antics of his closest friend.

In your defense though, the party last night wasn't exactly your idea.

The party was Changmin's holiday party that he was co-hosting with his friend, Chanhee, at a local bar where one of their friends works. You definitely weren't expecting an invite from Changmin, but there he'd been, handing it to you at the end of your tutorial one day. By this point, you'd already heard the rumours about how Chanhee and Changmin's parties tend to be... just a little bit sketchy. They had a bad rep, so to say, but no one ever talked about the reason behind that. Of course that only made you all the more curious.

So really, you were just an innocent guest attending a party that your friend personally invited you to.

And it was a good time, at least to you. But judging by Juyeon's unamused expression, you're now wondering if you perhaps contributed to this bad rep, whatever it was you ended up doing.

"Yeah so. Did you see who I, um..." You have to pause to figure out how to ask your question without asking it directly. "Like, how I ended up getting home? After leaving the party?"

No response. You can feel him staring at you, likely to be judging you internally, but when you meet his eyes, he looks away.

"Right, okay." You give him a wry smile. "That's fine. I was thinking that retracing my steps from last night might help me recover my memories."

Juyeon blinks.

"Please? I'll buy you that skin you've been eyeing lately?" The least you can do is try to appeal to his gamer side.

He considers for a moment, acting as if the two of you don't already know what the outcome would be. "Make it two skins."

"Deal. Now let's go do this thing."

An hour later, you're getting a strong sense of deja vu as the two of you head to the dinner spot you were just at yesterday. Nothing has changed within the span of a day—the lights are still up, not yet lit in the fading afternoon sunlight, and the trees are still decorated with the tiny trinkets and colourful tinsel. If anything, it's just slightly quieter on the streets without the same bustle of people out like last night.

The stillness on the streets coupled with Juyeon's strange silence gives you the opportunity to finally slow down and think about why exactly you want to remember the events from last night. Why are you so adamant on finding this mystery person you were making out with? Truth to be told, you don't really know the answer to that; it was just a kiss after all, albeit a good one, but did it need to mean something? You save the thought to examine later.

"Here we are," Juyeon breaks the silence. He opens the door to the restaurant and steps aside, waiting for you to enter first. "Anything ring a bell yet?"

You snort. "Please, it's not like I can't remember anything from this early on."

He follows right behind you, and soon, the two of you are seated. You're on the opposite side of the restaurant today, though yesterday's table with the couple currently occupying it is within your field of view.

"Oh yeah?" Juyeon raises a brow at you. "Then what were we talking about?" He slides a menu your way and then opens his own, though he chooses to stare at you instead of reading it, awaiting a response.

You shoot him a dull look back. "We went over your hatred for the holidays. Sorry—not hatred, but distaste. The crowds are terrible, the lights are way too much, and you obviously don't like the red and green colour combo. Don't even get me started on the music."

When the waitress comes by to take your orders, you snap your mouth shut, hoping she didn't overhear this odd conversation. Juyeon picks something off the menu as if he'd been reading it, while you end up ordering the same thing as yesterday.

"Wow, is that really how you think of me?"

"Who knows," you shrug, feeling the smug smile on your lips. "But you see, I have a theory that it's not really about any of that at all."

"Really? Go on."

You lean a little closer and gesture for him to do the same, intentionally pausing to up the suspense. "I don't think it's about the holiday or festivities at all. What you actually dislike is the—how do I say this..." you wrack your brain for the right term. "It's the couple-ness of it that you don't like. The whole cuffing season thing, the way couples are all around you, from the moment you step out of the house to when you turn on your screen and those hallmark movies are playing. You hate how love is in the air."

He doesn't respond immediately, and so you take a sip of your water to make your whole demeanour a little more nonchalant. The subject is one you don't bring up much—you may have known him for a long time and are his closest friend, but you still don't know why he's never shown any interest in love. There has never been a crush, a dating app, or someone he vaguely found attractive, and he's never cared much about your love life either and would much rather avoid the topic entirely.

Well, not that you've had much of a love life in a long time.

The crease between Juyeon's brows deepens as he thinks, and by the time he opens his mouth, his entire face is a look of disdain. "I'll go with answer A: shitty crowds, lights, and colours."

"Bingo. I got it, didn't I?" You push it just a bit more so that maybe then he'll tell you what's really on his mind. But before he can respond, the waitress comes back with the food, and you know you've lost your opportunity.

Juyeon stays silent for a while as the two of you eat, but you can feel his analytical eyes on you every now and then. He almost looks like he wants to say something, like he's wavering and might actually answer your question instead of avoiding it like you expect him to.

He doesn't, though. In the end, he decides to change the subject. "What about you? Why do you want to find the person you were with last night?"

"Because—"

You stop to think.

Perhaps it's what you remember about it that stirs this feeling in your gut. You remember the way it felt, the softness of his lips and the warmth of his fingers as they gently held you. The absolute tenderness that existed despite the heat of the moment and despite the alcohol in your veins making everything glow as the world spun around you.

And then there were the butterflies, the ones that only come out in the presence of that one special person. You're sure not just anyone could've made you feel like that no matter how inebriated you were, so this stranger had to be someone special. There was definitely something there.

Or so you think. Of course it might've been something you misremembered because of your delusional state last night, but at least it was something you could cling onto, right? You've been telling yourself to get out of this cycle of unrequited love and hopefully move on with your life next year. This would be the perfect excuse, and a much better one than the blind dates that your aunt keeps trying to set up for you.

"My family is still on my back about that blind date," you say, rolling your eyes for extra effect. You might as well lay the foundation now so that you have a back up excuse. "Maybe if I find this person and things work out, then they'll finally stop pestering me about that."

"How are you going to find this person? Surely you're not going to go around kissing strangers until you recover your memories? Do you remember anything about them?" Juyeon's questions come one after the other, and it's the first time he's so interested in your love life. Usually by this point he'd be looking slightly uncomfortable and then changing the subject, and seeing this odd behaviour makes you wonder if it has anything to do with what happened yesterday.

"I... haven't thought that far," you admit. "I guess finding them isn't that important; I just want to know who they are."

"Does it matter who they are?"

The question surprises you again, so you peer at him, trying to analyze him the way he often does to you. Juyeon's face doesn't give anything away though; he stares back without moving away once you meet his gaze, almost as if daring you to answer the question. Just like you did earlier when asking about his aversion to the holiday stuff.

"Hey, how are we doing over here?" The waitress stops by just in time.

You send a silent thanks to the greater powers.

After finishing up the meal mostly in silence, you're now heading toward the bar where the party was held last night. It's not too long of a walk from the restaurant, which was good for yesterday when you were trying not to freeze in your party outfit—or, well, maybe it wasn't so good since Juyeon did pull you in and open up his coat to try to shield you from the wind with it.

What this short walk is also not good for, is today when he seems to use every opportunity to convince you to turn around.

"Are you sure you want to know, Y/N?" Juyeon slows down his steps beside you until he's practically dragging his feet. "It's not too late to go home. We could watch that movie on your list or put up the new ornaments you bought."

His offer is so strange, not quite unlike your offer to buy him skins for his game, that you nearly accept on the spot. But as tempting as it sounds, today needs to be spent finding the potential love of your life.

You pretend to consider for a moment. "Tempting, but no," you shake your head. "I need to solve this mystery."

He doesn't say anything to that, but you don't give him a chance to before you're speeding up and heading to the next spot.

The sun has now set, and the many coloured lights of the streets are just beginning to light up as the two of you head towards the bar where the party was last night. More people are out and about; couples holding hands as they walk side by side, singles hurrying home, groups of friends heading to the Christmas market nearby. Everyone you look at could potentially be the person you were with last night.

But who could it have been? Surely it couldn't have been the worst-case scenario, your ex—you don't even think he was at the party since you've never talked about him before, but knowing Chanhee and Changmin, they totally could've found a way to bring him there. Maybe it was the hottie, Younghoon, whose name is the only thing you can remember just because of his thousand-watt smile. Or maybe it was—

No. Your heart gives an involuntary jerk at the thought, and you have to shake your head to get rid of the idea. No, it's not possible at all.

"Y/N?" Juyeon stops a few steps ahead of you, glancing back with concern at your abrupt stop. "You good?"

"Yeah, of course." You shoot him a quick smile but avoid his gaze. Now you definitely need to get rid of that thought.

The two of you make your way to the bar, but the search is futile the whole way. People are everywhere all around you, walking along the streets and gathered by the bar, and yet, somehow no one you look at seems to fit the picture. You see the same bartender from last night and he greets you with a wave, but his hair is much longer than what you remember about the mystery person, and his lips much thicker.

But you soon realize that the lack of resemblance isn't even the issue. At the back of the bar when you do seem to spot an attractive stranger with similar features to what you remember, your heart still sinks at the thought of having kissed them. And it's the same with every person you look at, which only means one thing: the problem is that you can't possibly imagine ever being in love with them. You can't imagine being in love with anyone other than your best friend.

It feels like hours later when the two of you finally decide to call it a day. 

There's an empty bench just down the street from the bar, close enough to the Christmas market that you get a nice view of the lights when you collapse onto it. The bustle of earlier has calmed down at this late hour, though it does little to calm the nervous pulsing of your heart. You can't quite pinpoint what it is that's making your stomach twist, and it certainly doesn't help that Juyeon is so close you can see the fresh snowflakes landing on his eyelashes and in his hair.

It'd be nice if this moment could last forever—only the two of you existing as the rest of the world is muffled by the snow.

But nothing lasts forever, and you know that you have to end this and move on with your life.

"It was someone from the party, wasn't it?" you ask tentatively. Juyeon seems to be analyzing you when he looks over, but otherwise doesn't respond. "And you know who it is."

That earns you a nod.

"I thought so." You heave a sigh, turning away from him to stare at the lights in the distance. No wonder he seems to have been dropping hints all day—the cryptic questions, the subtle slip ups. He can be a really careful guy when he wants to be, but this time it's as if he wants you to know that he knows. And yet, the two of you still spent all day aimlessly retracing your steps. "Then why wouldn't you just tell me who it is?"

"Because," Juyeon mumbles, "what if it's someone you don't want it to be?"

"Then it would just have been a fun time and nothing more, I guess. Why does that m—"

"What if it's someone that you can't see that way? Someone you'll never be able to have feelings for?"

The question catches you off guard. Here you are, half expecting a name drop at this point after having spent so long searching in vain—you expect him to simply tell you that this mystery person really was your ex or maybe the bartender, or maybe even Changmin himself for whatever reason. Gross. So yes, there might be a list of people you don't want it to be, but what you don't understand is why Juyeon is making such a big deal out of it.

When you look over at him, there's a sort of apprehension written on his face that he doesn't bother hiding. And while it confuses you why he's taking this so seriously, you can also feel the growing tension in the air between you, making each ticking second veer towards a slope that you'll be unable to turn back from. You never thought this would matter so much, but it's as if everything depends on this one, singular moment. The instant when he reveals the truth.

Why would he care so much about it though? Why would it matter to him who his best friend was drunkenly making out with? Why would he be so oddly hesitant yet curious about what you thought of this person—

"What if you're disappointed by who it is?"

The memories rush back so quickly that you nearly kneel over.

Stumbling out of the bar, finding this exact bench. The world spinning in a kaleidoscopic blur of lights, the warmth of his hands guiding you. You'd sat here and teased him about his distaste for the holidays—you asked if he hated it when you brought him to the Christmas market with you every year, and if he'd much rather not help you put up the tree. You asked why he even went to the holiday party with you this year despite hating both the holidays and parties. 

Then when you looked up...

"The mistletoe." You let out a gasp when you see it right above you, still in the same position it'd been in last night. The very mistletoe that you'd pointed out to Juyeon and asked him if he hated it too.

If he hated being underneath it with you.

"You remember it now?" he asks quietly. He appears calm, stoic as usual, but it's all too easy to see that there's anxiety swimming just beneath it all.

"Yeah, it's coming back to me now. So that's why you didn't straight up tell me even though you knew all along." You nod to yourself as you put together the pieces.

"We were drunk and caught up in the moment so I didn't think you meant what you said or would even want to remember it. I was going to let you forget it, Y/N, in case you thought it was a mistake."

It all makes sense now. All of that would explain his nervous energy today, the odd questions, the sudden interest. Except there's just one more thing... "But then why did you agree to come with me and retrace our steps? You—you wanted me to remember."

He sighs and gives in with a nod. "Yeah, it was a chance to redo the day. Last night was wild and things kind of went out of control, but this way, we could do it differently. I kept hoping that maybe there's the slightest chance you really meant it, what you said about..."

About being in love with your best friend, you think, internally cringing when you can hear the words in your own voice from last night. You'd nearly screamed it out loud, and the situation was probably more than embarrassing and not pretty at all—blame it on Changmin for having this party in the first place. This was nothing like how you might've pictured confessing to a crush at all.

But as crazy and mortifying as it was, it feels almost like an inside joke, a moment that only the two of you would ever know. And when you finally manage to process what Juyeon just said, your heart speeds up for an entirely different reason.

Hope. This is what you'd been hoping for, too.

"I meant all of it," you quickly say, diving right in before you can chicken out. "Did you? When you said that you don't hate all this holiday stuff, but actually enjoy it because it's with me? That you... feel the same way?"

"Yeah, Y/N. You have no idea how long I've been holding onto that." The tension in his body has eased and there's finally a smile on his lips, perhaps for the first time today. "And about the mistletoe right above us? I don't hate it, Y/N," Juyeon repeats his words from last night. "Not at all."

"Ah, I see," you tease despite the hammering of your heart at what's to come. "Is that what you want to redo this day for?"

Juyeon's smile widens. "I'd gladly redo any day if it's with you."

When the distance closes and you feel the tenderness in his touch and taste the soda on his tongue, you know that this redo of a night would be committed to memory forever.

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[hms-harmony-discord]

Introducing the 2022 HMS Harmony Advent Fest! A holiday-themed event for Harry/Hermione writers and artists:

Every day, starting today, a new prompt will be announced. Participants need to create a short drabble/ficlet/art piece centred around the prompt. 24 days until Christmas, 24 prompts.

Where are the prompts? The prompts will be posted separately on the HMS Harmony Discord, HMS Harmony Facebook group, and r/hpharmony reddit each day.

How do I post entries to the fest? Feel free to post these drabbles/art pieces individually, or if you want to group them together, create an Adventus fic and post them as individual chapters!

All entries must be posted to this collection: https://archiveofourown.org/collections/2022HMSHarmonyAdventFest/

Rules

All entries must involve and centre around the H/Hr pairing.

All entries must stick to the prompt and the overall Christmas/Winter/Holiday theme.

Entries involving explicitly sexualised H/Hr before HBP are not allowed.

You are not allowed to submit or reshare a previously written drabble/art to this fest. Any entries must be written specifically for this fest.

Plagiarism or promotion of plagiarised works is not allowed.

❄️ Good luck, and happy holidays! ❄️

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[pan-flute-skeleton]

12 Days till Winter Wonderklok!

Whoa! Hold on! No need to guzzle. You still have some time......eh let's leave these two to....whatever they're doing.

Anyway, it's your friendly neighborhood Pan Flute Skeleton here to remind you that Wonderklok is coming up. Take this time to challenge yourself, indulge in some fantasy set ups, have fun in the snowy silliness, or even move that icy heart of yours. You are free to do what you want, how you want. I, and everyone else excited for this, look forward to what you have to show. Link to the original prompt list found here.

Again, I'd like to thank @papabigtoes for the Facebones and Dethkones gif. Seeing it in my downloads made me smile every time I saw these two hooligans. Thank you again my friend.

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[rangerelik]

Christmas present - T.S. x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1373

Summary: Y/N and Tommy spend their Christmas with their family.

Warnings: nothing

Requested: No, it’s made for @runnning-outof-time’s BINGO challenge.

A/N: I started writing and it kinda developed in double bingo.

So I went with: fluff-a family tradition-modern AU-must include: a proposal and with domestic-must include: a secret-modern AU-Christmas Eve. 

Oh and I don’t exactly know how Christmas is celebrated in the UK, I know what we learned at school, so don’t please come for me if I have written something wrong.

I am so sorry it was really my first proposal scene I’ve ever written, so please forgive me.

Thanks to @cillmequick for beta reading.

Although it was nearly Christmas time, you couldn’t get into your normal Christmas spirit. You needed to go Christmas shopping for Tommy and your little five year old daughter Samantha, but she now occupied all of your free time you wanted to spend preparing the house for the holidays. Unfortunately, you couldn’t do that as the maids had their orders to prepare the tree and all those ornaments you always loved to display by yourself. Tommy gave his orders and you didn’t have any choice in this matter.

At least you could be in your room and read your little one some books. She liked everything fairy tale-like, every princess, prince or dragon captured her eyes and refused to leave her imagination. Tommy sometimes played with her, he was her rescuer, her prince and she was always the princess that needed her prince.

The time went by and you were becoming a bit anxious. This was the first Christmas, you weren't able to have the presents prepared. So, deciding it was time to go shopping you rang the bell and Mary, your maid, appeared in the door of your room.

„Yes, ma’am?“ she said.

„Could you take Sam for a while, I need to do my shopping.“ you told her as you gave her your little one.

Mary just nodded her head as she started talking to Samantha. You changed out of your home clothes into something more presentable and went to do your shopping.

Christmas Eve came and all the Shelbys came to your house to celebrate the holidays with your little family. Tommy had a big house in the country, so it was natural, you would be the host for those holidays. There were enough bedrooms for all of your family, so they didn't need to go home after all the evening festivities ended late at night.

As you were preparing in your dressing room, you put on your best festive dress with some delicate Christmas ornaments. Everyone was already inside, sitting in the drawing room, probably already drinking, as you knew Arthur. Well everyone except Ada. It bugged you because you liked her the most. As you made your way down the stairs the bell rang and maids opened the door, Ada made her way into your parlour.

„Ada! I am so glad you came! How are you? Oh, hello Karl, dear!“ you said as you hurriedly embraced her and her little boy. You were glad she accepted your invite. You felt a lot more happy and at ease when she really came. Even Sam would be happy, she liked playing with her cousin.

„Y/N! It’s nice to see you! I am good, thank you.“

After some more lively talk you both made your way to the drawing room, where everyone was. The dinner time came and everyone set on to go find their seat at your large table in the dining room.

You took your seat next to your boyfriend and daughter. The dinner went on great, nobody did anything stupid, which was already a little miracle for you, and everyone had a great time. 

When late evening came, Ada and you went on to set the children to sleep. There the first problem came. Samantha kept asking about Father Christmas, she wanted to stay awake to see him.

„You need to go to bed, my dear. He won’t come if you stay awake and you won’t get any presents this year.“ She scoffed and her mouth curled into a pout, already starting to throw a fit.

„But mama,-“ she started with a weepy voice but she didn't have the opportunity to say more as you interrupted her. „Off to bed with you.“ You told her as you took her into your arms and took her to her bedroom. There came the usual tantrum about not wanting to go to sleep. After some bargain she settled for some fairytales. When she finally drifted off to sleep, which took almost two fairy tales about princess Fiona and Rapunzel, you came back down and found out that everyone moved back to the drawing room where the adults had been drinking again. Thomas poured you a drink and kissed you. You embraced him from the side and looked around the room. Everyone was here and everyone was happy.

„It’s time,“ you told everyone. As they knew what was going to happen, they got up and helped Tom and you prepare gifts under the tree. You also poured some flour over Arthur’s boots to mask Father Christmas’s footsteps to the fireplace. Poll drank the milk and John ate half of the carrot and the biscuits Samatha left there before the dinner for Father Christmas to freshen up.

„I am so glad you all are helping me. She loves this little tradition, it always makes her smile.“ You told everyone when you finished setting up the perfect scenario for the kids. „Hope Karl will like it too,“ you said, sending a smile in Ada’s direction. 

After committing all those crimes the kids shouldnt know of, everyone, already tired from all the preparation it took, went to bed.

„Mummy, daddy! Father Christmas was here! And he had eaten what we prepared for him!“ Both of you were abruptly woken by your daughter jumping up and down on your masterbed. You were still tired and hoped she won't continue in waking you up, but you were mistaken. When neither of you answered, she proceeded to pinching and tickling you both, so you had no choice but to wake up.

„Good morning, Sam. That’s awesome. Did he leave some presents for you under the tree?“ Tommy asked with his raspy morning voice, you always loved. His words worked like magic, because Samantha jumped from the bed and ran downstairs to observe the presents you bought her.

„Morning, love,“ you told your boyfriend and pecked him on his lips. 

„Mornin’,“ he answered. You got the chance to stay a while in his embrace, when the distant shouts of Sam and Karl made you get out of your shared bed. You put on your Christmas pyjamas and made your way down.

„What do we have here?“ you asked the children when you found them beneath the Christmas tree.

„A lot of presents, ma! Even Karl got some! Could we go and wake up everyone else?“ she exclaimed while jumping up and down excitedly.

„Of course, love. But be gentle with everyone. Uncle Arthur doesn't like jumping on his bed and aunt Pol must be woken up gently, so careful.“ Both children nodded their heads and set off on their quest of waking everybody up.

After some time, when everyone was gathered, the children took the presents and brought them to the person it was for. They were so happy because they brought smiles to all of the „boring“ adults. When there were any more presents under the tree, Tom stood up and came to the middle of the room.

„I have one more present which I kept secret,“ he started his speech, „This christmas was the most wonderful one I had since the time my daughter was born.“ Everyone looked at him, eager to know what his present would be. „To the love of my life. Y/N, you gave me a beautiful daughter, you make me the happiest man under the sun. Will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?“ With those words he made his way towards you and came down onto one knee and opened the little box with the most beautiful ring you ever saw.

With tears in your eyes you nodded your head and simply replied, „Yes, I will.“ Everyone clapped and cheered as Tommy put the ring onto your finger. You fell into his arms where you wept happy tears for a while. After composing yourself a bit you gave him a long kiss.

„Bleh, ma! Why would you do that?“ little Sam shouted over the claps of others. Frances, who had been discreetly waiting in the wings, knowing he was going to ask, quickly ushered in maids bearing trays of champagne as well as orange juice for the children, so the whole family could celebrate their happy news together.

Tags: @runnning-outof-time @cillmequick @zablife @gypsy-girl-08 @dandelionprints @shelbydelrey

Dividers are from @firefly-graphics

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