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twofoursixohjuan · 4 months
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lots of well-deserved love for the Christmas special's revelation that Kipps bakes, but I'm also very enamoured of the fact that Lucy apparently knits. badly. and the Skull hates it.
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me-writes-prompts · 4 months
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:-Christmas Short Story-:
By: @Me-writes-prompts
It was dark when Character A entered their house, eerie and chill. The dark that you would not expect on Christmas night. They had been gone on a business trip that took way longer than expected, and now they were, much too late to wish their partner a Merry Christmas who was nowhere in sight, at least from what they could see with the snow on their glasses, making it harder than ever to see. 
They took a step and carefully unwrapped the scarf from around their neck, making sure the snow on it didn’t fall on the floor. They had left their shoes just by the door, not even an inch away, knowing their partner wouldn’t want them anywhere near the living room. They cleared their throat before: “Hello? Is anyone here?” That was such a dumb question, and they cringed at themself. Either the lights had gone off because their partner was in their room(which they shouldn’t be because they were having their families over), or they had gone out which wasn’t a possibility, or in the least, it was because they had to get something. But then, where were the remaining people in their families who should have been over? Had they all gone out as well? They shook their head. They needed to find the lights. 
They sighed and took out their phone. It showed…no signal. Wait, what? They thought. Strange. They turned on the flashlight and walked to the kitchen, turning on the lights. No one. Not even their pet dog that usually ate treats when they were sleeping. They took a deep breath and turned around to walk to the living room. No one was there either. They went upstairs, opening and closing several doors and finding no one. They frowned to themself, the only place left was the basement. The whole family had to be there for sure. They must be sitting around the fireplace, and goofing off without them. 
They stumbled downstairs to the basement, silence echoed around them. Okay, now it was getting creepy. And scary, definitely scary. Surely, this must be a prank. They turned the switch on, and to say they were surprised to find no one would be an understatement. Where had everyone gone?! They frowned deeper, checking the one stale room and even the laundry room just out of the last bit of hope to see if they could find anyone. 
They went upstairs, feeling tired from the business trip but now more so, because they couldn’t find anyone in their own house. They checked their phone. Still no signal. Groaning, they lay down on the couch. Where could they even possibly look for their fam- a loud shattering noise and a curse from a person’s mouth? Their partner. They jolted up, looking frantically around. They couldn’t see anyone, they stood up. “[Name], is that you?” They asked, a hope igniting again. Several other people cursed and groaned as they all started coming out from the kitchen, upstairs. And inside, from the balcony just outside their house. 
“What is going on?” They asked, frantically looking around. Confused but relieved to find everyone. Their partner came from behind the Christmas tree. And, oh lord, they could not believe that they once did not look behind the Christmas tree. 
Their partner came up to them and laughed. “I’m so sorry, sweetheart. We meant to surprise you but you look horrified.” 
“Well, of course I do! You guys scared the hell out of me. I was so scared because there was no signal and I didn’t know how to find you guys!” 
Their partner kissed them. “I know, and I’m sorry. We thought it would be a good idea to, you know, make you feel special -which you are- by surprising you as a whole family. Guess it didn’t go that well.” Their partner murmured, an apologetic smile on their face. 
They smiled. “It’s fine, but only because I love you and our families. Merry Christmas everyone!” 
Their families hollered around them, hugging each other while wishing Merry Christmas and laughing. It was nice to be back on Christmas eve, they thought to themself, eating a sugar cookie their partner made especially for them which they doubted because all the other cookies looked the same. They chuckled and kissed them.
(Merry christmas everyone and I hope you liked this!! 🎄🎅❄️)
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daily-new-vessel · 1 year
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“Little Red Coat Reindeer”
Merry Christmas Everyone!
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dominiquewildauthor · 5 months
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Ready for Christmas Romance Reads?
I've got a new one for you!
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badsext · 1 year
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New story about an old couple on vacation.
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dangerghost20 · 1 year
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Over a year ago I started writing this Christmas short story. I did not finish it last year before my Christmas spirit dropped but I picked it up this year and finished it. Love for y’all to read. It is my first draft and edits need to happen.
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currentpresident · 1 year
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writer's mood board for Cranberry Sauce.
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moonmausoleum · 4 months
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Smee by A.M Burrage
Smee is a short story by A.M. Burrage, telling the haunting ghost story of a group of people playing hide and seek in a house were a girl died playing the very same game.
Smee is a short story by A.M. Burrage, telling the haunting ghost story of a group of people playing hide and seek in a house were a girl died playing the very same game. Smee by A.M Burrage ‘No,’ said Jackson, with a deprecatory smile, ‘I’m sorry. I don’t want to upset your game. I shan’t be doing that because you’ll have plenty without me. But I’m not playing any games of hide-and-seek.’ It…
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writerbeemedina · 4 months
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Hey! What About Mrs Claus?🤶🏼
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Now, I don’t like to get my peppermint in a twist, but Mrs. Claus has been feeling overshadowed for far too long! Santa Claus this, Saint Nicolas that. Don’t get me wrong, I love my husband more than all the children of the world do combined. But he’s not the only one doing all the work making the magic of Christmas happen, you know.
Why, while he’s checking and double checking that list of the naughties and nices, I’m researching popular gifts of the season. I’m ordering the supplies to stock our workshop.
And let’s not forget our hard-working elves. Christmas may be their lifelong career, but they’re people too. They deserve proper compensation. So who’s cooking their meals? Who’s planning bi-weekly game nights, and meditation sessions? Me, that’s who!
And do you know how Santa sees you when you’re sleeping and knows when you’re awake? Only a surveillance spell on a looking glass by yours truly could grant him that ability.
Santa may be the one riding that sleigh, but do you know who built it? Who sanded it and polished it and painted it?
And the reindeer, he may be driving them, but who’s the one who herds them? Who takes them down to pastures to visit a herd owned by a friendly group of people just south of us? (They taught me how to build the sled.)
Why, Santa may be the one traveling the world in a matter of twenty-four hours, but do you know who plans which routes to take? Who checks the weather forecasts, the air traffic now that something called commercial airlines exist?
Me! But do I get any songs? Do I receive adoring letters in the mail? Do I have a million impersonators offering meet-and-greets in shopping centers? No!
Mrs. Claus isn’t asking for much. Just a little more recognition is all. I think she deserves it!
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leoandraphssoulmate · 5 months
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Jingle Bell Hell 🎄😈
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fritzybelle · 5 months
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I finally finished writing all five Christmas short stories and I hope to get them published soon. I just hope readers like them.
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kllingdaddy · 5 months
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hotchniss christmas short story has won (it was a close call). now i just have to come up with a plot 🥴
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therealimintobooks · 5 months
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#bookreview The Christmas Stranger: A Short Story by Leslie Budewitz @NetGalley #BeyondthePagePublishing
My Thoughts This heartwarming short story is filled with generosity and compassion, capturing the true essence of Christmas. It is guaranteed to uplift your spirits and leave you with a warm feeling inside. Through the power of one act of kindness, this delightful tale shows how a single good deed can have a ripple effect, touching the lives of many. Thank you to Beyond the Page Publishing and…
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daily-new-vessel · 1 year
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“The One Who Sleeps”
Oh! we have a substitute for sexy santy now... 
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“Christmas Short Story”
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dominiquewildauthor · 4 months
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Click here to warm your holiday season with romance!
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doonpook · 1 year
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“I’ve had a vision!” exclaimed the old fortune teller as she forced her way through the crowd, “Of sugar plums, dancing in my head!”
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