Oddities Note: I find this a little gross….but also really want one…. I guess I can think about it like he is a wearing a tiny sombrero instead of Santa getting the top of his head chopped off and juicing on the nub that is left.
You want to take your and Dean’s son Christopher to the mall to meet Santa like you did when you were a kid. Dean, Sam, and Castiel come along and things don’t quite go the way you planned.
Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Christopher Winchester (OC), Castiel, Reader.
It was the first week in December when you mentioned your idea to Dean.
“Hey Dean? On Friday I want to take Christopher to the mall to sit on Santa’s lap and get his picture taken.” You said casually.
“What? You know what the mall is like this time of year, Babe.” Dean replied, saying what you knew he would say. He HATED the mall. “It’s gonna be crowded and hot and there won’t be anywhere to park.”
“Well you don’t have to come. I can take him without you. Sam will go with me, right Sammy?” You looked at Sam for support.
Sam didn’t look convinced. “You really want to make him sit on some strange guys lap? He’ll be terrified. Santa can look very scary to a little kid.”
You heaved a sigh of frustration. “When I was a kid, my parents always took me to the mall to see Santa at Christmas time. Just because we lead the life we do doesn’t mean Chris can’t make normal childhood memories like that.”
Dean walked over to you and put his arms around you. “This is important to you?” He asked softly.
“Yeah, it is.”
“Then we’ll go.” He said, kissing your head.
“I’m gonna go check on Chris. He should be waking up from his nap. Thanks guys.” You smiled at the two of them, and left the room.
Sam looked over at Dean. “He’s gonna hate this. He IS your son after all.”
Imagine giving Tony a Secret Santa gift that makes him scared of you for at least a week, much to the delight of the rest of the team.
“Abs, I really don’t know what to make of this,” Tony whined, fiddling with the simple little ring he had received. “Like there’s only one reason to give someone a ring, right?”
Abby shook her head, “Oh, there’s plenty of reasons for wearing rings! There’s promise rings, mood rings, ace rings, abstinence rings, all sorts. Here, let me see.”
Tony reluctantly passed the ring to the scientist, still frowning. He had been avoiding you for the better part of the week. He wasn’t sure how to react to having opened his Secret Santa gift to find a ring. And you hadn’t made a big deal of it, which made it all the weirder.
Abby examined the ring for a moment before bursting out laughing, “Tony, do you really not know what this represents?”
Tony snatched the ring back, a blush creeping up his cheeks, “I just want to be sure! It’s not like I’m an expert on rings.”
Abby grinned widely, “Tony, it’s a claddagh ring.”
“And that means?”
“It’s an Irish thing. It’s a symbol of love, loyalty and friendship,” she indicated the different parts of the ring, “The hands are friendship, the heart is love, and the crown is loyalty, see? You’ve been freaking out for nothing.”
Tony pressed his lips together, rubbing the back of his neck, “I knew that.”
Summary: Part Two Of The Amazing Christmas Adventures Of The Gayest Hogwarts Professors Ever. Part one here!
Words: This part 1.5K
Warnings: Christmas songs
Authors Note: Guys! After this I only have two more prompts and I’m wanting to keep this train going as long as possible! Help me out by sending prompts here!
“Phil, come on please. I’m so bored,” Dan whined, hanging dramatically over the arms of Phil’s comfiest office chair. Phil had promised to go on a walk with him around the lake, but he still had two more scheduled hours of office time for his students to drop by, and Dan wasn’t sure if he’d survive that long without being the center of Phil’s attention while he was right there.
Phil rolled his eyes and chuckled. “I’m not going anywhere, Dan. What if somebody needs me?”
Dan scoffed. “Phil, classes ended two days ago. What in the world could they need?”
“Well, I’m not just Herbology professor,” Phil pointed out. “I’m Head of House, too, so even if they don’t need me for school stuff they may have something personal to talk about.”
“I’m so excited!” You squealed as you jumped up and down in line. Dean was holding onto your hand, trying his hardest to keep you still but he was failing miserably. On your head was a pair of Mickey ears that the worker’s at the Elf Workshop had let you pick out.
Dean shrank down to his knees so that he was on your level, “Y/N, I know you’re excited, but can you please cut the jumping?” He asked you.
“But I’m just SO excited De! I’ve never met Santa before! Maybe he’ll be able to remember us this year after he sees us!” You said excitedly.
A sad look flashed across Dean’s face but he quickly covered it up, “Yeah, maybe he will kiddo. Come on, you’re next.” He told you.
“Wait, you’re not coming with me?” You asked, suddenly very shy of meeting the man dressed in red.
“I’m too old Y/N, but I’ll be waiting for you.” Dean said gently.
You nodded your head and followed the lady who was dressed in an elf outfit. She led you to Santa who you slowly approached.
“Hello there little lady,” Santa said in a happy voice, “What’s your name?”
“Y/N.” You said shyly.
“Well Y/N, would you like to sit on my lap to tell me what you’d like for Christmas.” He asked. You excitedly nodded your head and crawled onto his lap.
“Well Santa, I know you’ve missed me and my brothers the last few years since we moved so much but this year we’re gonna be at Uncle Bobby’s house. I don’t want much, Sammy really wants the Lord of the Rings, it’s a book series.” You told him in a serious tone, “Dean doesn’t say what he wants much, but I know he’d like car magazines and his boots are all worned out so he needs some new ones.” You informed the Santa.
He nodded his head in understanding, “Alright Miss. Y/N I will try to remember that, now what about what you want for Christmas this year?” He asked.
“Nothing for me, just that stuff for Sammy and De, they taked extra good care of me this year while Daddy’s been gone for work so they deserve it. I’ll just make Sammy read me the books and Dean won’t be able to use his boots falling apart as an excuse to not play on the playground with me.” You let the jolly man know. “Thanks Santa!” You slid off his lap and ran over to where Dean was waiting for you.
“You ask for some good stuff?” He asked when you hugged onto his leg.
You replied, “Yup, we’re gonna have a good Christmas this year De, I just know it.”
Merry Christmas to everyone out there! :D I hope you all are having a great time with your familys and friends! <3<3<3 And since I announced it 19 days ago here is my Christmas present for you guys, my personal JokerXReader Christmas Special One Shot. :* I hope you’ll enjoy it and I wish you all wonderful Christmas days! :** <3
I want for Christmas is you
„Where are you
going? What about the Christmas dinner?“, Dick asked irritated as I was about
to leave Wayne Manor.
„I’m sorry but I
won’t stay for dinner this year. I have to visit someone special this year“, I
said with an apologizing smile.
„You mean the same
person that you visited last year, am I right?“, he asked frowning.
„Maybe“, I smiled.
„And don’t you
wanna tell us who it is?“
„Nope, that’s a
secret“, I responded cheerful.
„Oh come on, don’t
look at me like that, I’ve spent literally the whole day with you and Bruce. I
really have to go now and don’t even think about following me, Dick Grayson. I
wish you two Merry Christmas. By then!“
„Yeah but … (Y/N)!
Dick gave up on calling
my name as soon as I sat in my little white car, that wasn’t even visible under
all that snow which was surrounding the entry of Wayne Manor and of course
whole Gotham City by now.
myself I looked down at the little present that I placed carefully on the
passenger seat, smiling to myself I remembered the last Christmas …
I’m sorry to ask but shouldn’t even you be home on Christmas Eve?“, one of the
guards at the Arkham Asylum asked as I was about to enter the great entrance.
was clothed in my usual (d/c) dress, black stockings and (s/c) shoes, my hands
were wrapped in a pair of (g/c) gloves and my eyes were covered behind a black
mask, the one I was usually wearing when I was out working with Batman.
this time I wasn’t working with him.
was Christmas Eve and I decided to visit someone very special today.
could ask you the same question“, I smiled.
guard sighed and led me through the Asylum.
I wouldn’t want to deal with the clown on Christmas, you’re not exactly a lucky
one, aren’t you?“
it’s my job“, I just commented his statement.
„Well than, have fun“, the guard said
sarcastically, opening the door to the visitors room and then closing it behind
made a face at the man which was standing behind the door now, then I turned
around to the man that I was visiting.
smiled slightly at the Joker.
seemed a little puzzled even though he didn’t really show it, but I could see
it in his eyes.
Christmas little clown. I know you’re probably not in a happy mood right now,
stuck in this hell hole, but I thought it would make a difference if I’m here
as well, spending the last hours of Christmas with you … …“
fell silent for a moment, because he wasn’t answering.
just stared at me, like I was some kind of hallucination and I was wondering if
they had given him some tranquilizers to avoid that he would do something
terrible on Christmas Eve.
know that you kinda wanted to spend Christmas with me, before they arrested you
few hours ago he had been a free man and was about to lead whole Gotham City
through his own Christmas with the Joker TV Show.
kidnapping the police Comissioner James Gordon, his right hand Detective
Bullock and Gotham City’s most annoying reporter Summer Gleeson.
because he wanted me to find him, of course he didn’t say it, he disguised his
actual purpose in a lot of hidden words.
first everyone thought he just wanted Batman and the entire city to have the
most horrible Christmas ever, with dozens of dead people and stuff but as soon
as we nearly arrived at his hiding place I remembered all the things he said in
his live coverage.
„Batsy it would be
clever to bring reinforcement before you’re trying to bring me down …“
„Everyone in this
city even the criminals are spending the day with their lovely, lovely familys
but because I don’t have any family, I decided to steal one HA HA HA! Maybe
little (Y/N) wants to be my family, when she’s here, what do you think Jim?
Sounds nice, doesn’t it?“
„Bats what do you think,
I blow you up with this whole city and (Y/N) and I are spending Christmas
really did I?“, Mr J asked now grinning at me, like this was all just a joke.
course he wouldn’t admit it, he was the Joker after all, he wasn’t someone who’s
loved or who loves back, even if they were feelings that started to make him
feel uncomfortable in his own skin.
know you did.“
fell silent again, after he realised that I was serious.
that’s for you“, I finally said and shoved a little present towards him.
thoughtful …“, he whispered and looked at the present then back to me.
is it?“, he asked.
some Christmas biscuit, since the food here is so bad“, I smiled.
wanna try one?“
you’re willing to feed me, doll“, he cackled insinuating to his straightjacket.
guess I have to, poor baby“, I giggled, opening the box and shoving one of the
biscuits into his mouth.
homemade aren’t they, princess?“, Mr J smiled widely after finishing the
I said with reddened cheeks.
„How lovely, spending the whole day in the
kitchen just to make biscuits for a criminal lunatic like me. You really are a
good girl, (Y/N). And you know what good girls get from Santa J, hm?“
shook my head.
me“, I said.
a little closer, angel“, he purred.
did like I was told and just a second later, I felt warm lips pressed against
mine, followed by a tongue and the sweet taste of Christmas biscuits …
Yes it was true,
last year right at that time I fell head over heels for the Joker.
Gotham City’s most
But to be true, I
never really saw him as a villain.
Yes I’m still
working with Batman and Robin against all the criminal lunatics in this city
but with him it always had been something else and I knew he was feeling the
same way even if he would never admit it.
We had fun with
each other whenever Batman, Robin and I were after him.
It had always been
a game to us and now I knew why.
I was on my way
downtown Gotham, the place where the underworld was ruling over the city.
But tonight on
Christmas even the streets oft he gangster alleys were empty, everyone was at
home no matter what kind of criminal they were, everyone was enjoying
Christmas, all of them but one.
I shook my head in disbelief
as I saw the golden entrance of his club full illuminated even though no single
soul was here.
He couldn’t be
seriously sitting in there, and waiting for Christmas to end.
A sigh left my
mouth as I parked my car and stepped out into the snow white night of Gotham
It was cold like
hell and the way from my car to the entrance of the club made my hands froze on
the present that I was carrying.
Not even one of the
bouncers were here.
I opened the door
and found myself standing into an completely empty club.
Really no one was
here, not even a bartender.
Slowly I walked
towards the VIP area remembering all the times I had been here playing little
games with Mr J or sometimes just showing up for fun, but this was the first
time I was here without my masking.
„I got it, got it,
got it. It’s Christmas no one is coming today, calm down Frost.“
I grinned at Frost after
hearing J’s annoyed voice.
He really wasn’t a
big fan of Christmas, but last year he really had seemed to enjoy it, maybe I
just had to refresh his memory a bit.
„No, boss. I was
just trying to say that you’ve got a visitor“, Frost said.
„A visitor? And who
Frost who could that be on such an important
day?“, J asked obviously not amused.
Well this day
really must have pissed him off.
Carefully I stepped
into the VIP area, smiling as I saw J’s facial expression turn from anger into
his big signature grin.
„Oooh, what do we
have here? Originating a new tradition, how lovely. Come over, doll. Sit on
daddy’s lap. Frost why are you still standing there? Go bring the lady some …
what was it that you used to drink on Christmas, doll?“, J asked.
„It’s called tea
with baked apple and cinnamon flavor“, I smiled.
„Yes that one! Go
and get her some of … that stuff“, he said and gestured for Frost to leave the
„You really hate
Christmas“, I laughed after doffing my white whinter coat.
„I don’t hate it,
doll. I just don’t like it“, he simply said, then pulled me onto his lap, after
I came closer to him.
„But last year you
liked it“, I mocked him.
„I didn’t like it,
I liked that you came to visit me“, he corrected me.
I blushed at the
sudden use of this words.
„What’s that?“, he
suddenly asked pointing at the present box in my hands as if he wanted to
distract from what he just said.
„That’s for Frost“,
I said and couldn’t hold on myself after seeing his facial expression change
into an „He’s dead“ look.
„Just a joke, open
it, it’s yours“, I smiled and gave it to him.
„Oooh you little
minx, you“, he said cackling and opened the box.
„I know you’ve lost
yours last year, so I thought I’ll get you a new one“, I said after he saw the
gold and purple jackknife.
I watched him as he
flicked the knife open in fascination and I knew he was probably fantasizing
about the next victim which would die by the blade.
„Where did you get
it?“, he asked looking me deep in the eyes.
He wouldn’t say it
but I could see in his eyes that he really appreciated this gesture.
„Just a few blocks
away from here, there’s a small arms shop, I walked past it three or four weeks
ago and saw it in the window. It reminded me of you, so-“
I was cut off by my
sentence as he grabbed my neck and pulled me into a rough and passionate kiss.
That was his way to
say thank you.
„Daddy has got
something for you too, princess“, he purred after breaking the kiss for a
„Stay with your
After a few seconds
I felt something small and cold on my neck.
I touched it with
my eyes still closed.
Was that a
„Open your eyes,
I did and as I
looked down I saw a small and subtle necklace laying on my exposed skin.
The necklace itself
was made of gold and on it their hung a cute little pendant, it was a purple
shiny little J with a tiny green emerald down the letter.
„J …“, I whispered
turning my head to face him.
But before I could
speak further he cupped my face into his warm hands.
„Do you know what
this means, kitten?“, he growled, his cold blue eyes darkened in desire whilst
„It means that you
belong to me. You’re mine and I won’t let you leave again. You’re not working
for Batsy anymore, you’re all mine. Your daddy wants you kitten, and that means
you’re staying with me, till the very end.“
He pulled me into
an even more intense kiss but this one was soon interrupted by Frost.
„Miss, your tea“,
J just glared at
him for interrupting us, but I smiled at him apologizing as I saw that his
shoulders and his suit were full of snow.
He must have been
outside to get my tea, poor Frosty.
„Oh, thank you,
Frost. Wait, I still have got something for you“, I said after J was about to
send him back where he came from.
Frost stared at me
a little irritated what was really something else in contrast to his usual
stoic facial expression.
I pulled a little
package out oft my coat-pocket and gave it to him.
„Thank you, Miss
but that really wouldn’t have been necessary I-“
„Oh come on, just
open it“, I smiled.
„Yes, open it
Frost“, J growled behind me.
He wasn’t delighted
that I really had a Christmas present for good old Frost.
Frost opened the
package taking a brand new light blue tie in his hands.
And for the very
first time I saw J’s right hand smiling.
„Thank you, (Y/N)“,
he said, whilst J was growling behind me, because I wasn’t paying attention to
Frosty“, I said.
„Would you please
now do us a favor and leave“, J said waving with his new jackknife in his right
„Yes, boss“, Frost
said now with his usual stoic face and left as soon as he came.
„And you come here“, J growled.
I smiled and sat on
his lap again, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him wildly.
He purred into the
kiss as his strong hands slid under the white dress I was wearing, pulling
seductivly on my panties.
„What are you
doing?“, I giggled as his fingers made their way to my already wet pussy.
„You never heard
of Christmas punishment?“, he growled, making me moan under his kiss and his
„J!“, I squeaked
after he slapped my ass.
He cackled now
kissing his way down my neck, leaving bruises there to let everyone know to
whom I belong now.
„You’re mine, remember
that. All mine.“
Looking him in the
eyes I rested my head on his shoulder, kissing the crook of his neck.
(All rights to this amazing gif belong to the lovely @ask-mistah-j I wish you a Merry Christmas as well, hun. <3)
Headcanon of Makoto, Rin, Sousuke's reaction to their S/O making them go out with matching Santa hats :3 Thank you sweetie! ^^
Makoto: He’s a little embarrassed at first, but it’s a lot more comforting when Ren and Ran offer to come along with little hats of their own. As they hold hands and chat, they almost look like a family.
Rin: He’s a total grump about it, trying to act mad at his partner but still holding their hand anyway (even if he’s looking away and blushing). “J-Just don’t make me go around caroling, okay?”
Sousuke: “Well, I don’t really mind, but-” Just with those words a hat is tugged onto his head, and he chuckles when the pom-pom keeps swinging around in his face. “Are you sure about this?"
Imagine Bucky getting one of those mistletoe headbands so that he can ask everyone for kisses (particularly Steve).
When Bucky saw it for sale on a vendor’s cart downtown, he had to have it. It looked kinda goofy, but it was only $2 and the vendor’s daughter told him it was sure to work.
“It’s, like, the law, or something. Right, Dad?”
The vendor laughed and nodded. "Sure thing, kiddo.“
If Bucky couldn’t trust an 8 year old girl, who could he trust?
Sam offered to throw the holiday party that year, as he promised his mother he’d finally introduce her to Tony Stark after dropping a million hints. The party was in full swing when Bucky arrived and it was time to put his plan into action. That morning, Steve said he would be at Sam’s later after he finished handing out toys with Santa at the local children’s hospital. That gave Bucky plenty of time to test out his new tool before before the intended target arrived.
While everyone had on their best festive apparel and ugly sweaters, Bucky dressed normally so he wouldn’t arise suspicion. This was a covert mission, after all.
“Way to get into the spirit, James,” Natasha said playfully, offering him a beer. The reindeer antlers on her head must have been Clint’s idea. "I didn’t know Santa’s elves wore leather jackets.“
“Leather’s always in season.” He winked and took the beer, nodding his thanks. "Besides, I am planning on getting into the spirit tonight.“
She eyed him warily. "How?”
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a red and green headband, promptly sitting it on top of his head. A black spring curved from a base of white fur and at the end of it was a mistletoe tied with ribbon. "Would you look at that?“ Bucky asked innocently. "Is that a mistletoe?”
Natasha broke into a wide smile before laughing. "Where did you get that?“
"Nope, not telling.” Bucky stepped closer until they were both under the mistletoe. "All I know is that a little girl told me that mistletoe kisses are the law now.“
"I’m pretty sure that’s not true.”
“Hey, I don’t make the rules. Are you calling that cute little girl a liar?”
“Damn it, James,” she said with an almost coy smile, a slight blush passing her cheeks. She leaned in and gave him a peck on the lips. "Merry Christmas, you sneaky ass.“
He smiled, his plan a success. "Love you too, Natasha.”
Within an hour, Bucky was able to steal kisses from damn near everyone he wanted, including a smooch from Sam, a peck on the cheek from Wanda and a confusing but enjoyable kiss from Tony. Hell of a kisser, that Stark. But Steve still hadn’t arrived and Bucky was getting antsy. With the loud noise inside, he decided to step outside and give Steve a call to see where he was. He figured Santa wouldn’t mind.
Bucky looked up toward the voice to see Steve walking toward him from the street, the weather mild enough for him to take the motorcycle.
“Steve, hey! I’d just stepped outside to call you.”
“Sorry I’m late. Couldn’t rush Santa,” Steve teased before noticing the strange thing on Bucky’s head. "What’s that?“
"Hmm? Oh!” Bucky reached up and gave the mistletoe a little flick. "Mistletoe. I’ve been stealing kisses all night.“
Steve raised an eyebrow with a smirk. "Oh, really? People fell for that?”
Bucky nodded as he moved closer. "Sure did. And you know what I realized?“
“None of them come close to yours.” He grinned and pointed up to the mistletoe that hung above them. "Looks like you owe me a kiss. It’s the law, you know?“
Steve glanced up then back at Bucky, his eyes playful. "Well, I wouldn’t want to break any laws this close to Christmas.” He leaned in and captured Bucky’s lips in a kiss. Long and slow and deep.
and Matt were quietly laying on the couch in your apartment. Finally finding a
moment of peace in the week leading to Christmas.
kids had been going insane this year. Jack was five and quite the menace at this
point. Lila was three and she did everything her older brother did. On top of
that you hadn’t gotten the chance to go see the Santa at the mall. While you
and Matt considered it a little sketchy to go to the mall Santa the kids hadn’t
lost their sense of childhood Christmas wonder. They had been glum the whole
day, but there was nothing to be done for it.
and Lila were really disappointed today.” You said to Matt. He was leaned back
on the couch probably getting ready to fall asleep right there. You nudged him
gently and then laid your head on his lap. He smiled down at you.
but we can go tomorrow.”
is that tomorrow is the last day so loads of people will be there trying to see
Santa last minute.” You sighed. Matt dropped and hand into your hair, carding
his hand through your hair.
we just go early.” Matt told you his voice dropping. The both of you were
starting to fall asleep rather quickly.
was filtering through the far windows and the lights on the Christmas tree
glinted gently in the sun. Matt’s hand was still tangled in your hair and a
light knocking sounded in the apartment.
hummed, but made no move to get up. The knocking continued, louder than before
and you stirred.
even is it?” You grumbled annoyed that you had been pulled from the brink of
returning to sleep.
Matt groaned and stood up, gently placing you on the couch after he stood. He
placed a light kiss on your forehead. “Go back to sleep darling.”
made a small noise of consent and snuggled into Matt’s warm spot he had left on
the couch. He chuckled pulled a blanket over you.
heard soft voices at the door and wondered what they could be talking about.
Matt called gently. “Foggy is here.”
is he here and not anywhere else?” You grumbled.
and Matt chuckled.
open your eyes.”
grunted and opened your eyes and saw… Santa?
It is too early for this.”
is Santa, for the kids.” Matt told you a bright smile gracing his features. You
sat up and rubbed your eyes.
wow, Foggy that’s so sweet. I’ll go get them up.”
stretched yawning and then went to go get Lila and Jack.
Jack.” You spoke softly and walked over to his bed.
He hummed, like you he wasn’t much of a morning person.
up bud. Somebody is here to see you.”
shrugged and gave him a grin. You left to get Lila knowing he was going to get
up because you had left it a mystery. That was the only way to get that kid up,
he loved his sleep just like you.
sweetie, time to get up.”
immediately popped up with a surprising amount of energy.
heard the door.” She told you with an excited, missing tooth smile.
minutes later after a good bit of children’s excited screams they were both
sitting happily and chattering away to Santa. You were watching and taking pictures
of them with your phone.
want a new teddy bear.” Lila said bouncing excitedly.
you have been nice this year so you can have anything you want.” Foggy said in
a silly old man voice. You snorted, that voice was seriously ridiculous.
I want hot wheels.” Jack told him.
somebody told me you have been naughty this year.” Foggy said a mischievous smile
probably on his face under the beard.
said that?” Jack cried. “Was it Michael at school? He was being mean to a girl.”
what?” Matt crossed his arms and made a surprisingly effective stern face,
usually he wasn’t much for stern parenting. You were the stern parent and he
was the one that melted the second the puppy eyes were brought out.
nothing?” Jack said a sheepish look on his face.
raised a single eyebrow over his glasses, keeping his arms crossed.
was being mean to Amelia!” Jack protested.
in that case, hot wheels for you.” Foggy interrupted. You and Matt would talk
to Jack about that later, but you knew he probably meant well. Much like Matt
he preferred to protect the innocent than be someone who would hurt the
little bit later they were sadly hugging Santa goodbye.
you sure you have to go Santa?” Lila asked sadly.
I have to go get your presents and the presents for all the other kids in the
world.” Foggy told them, his old man voice starting to falter.
Lila said, her head dropping.
be sad little one, it’s Christmas.” Foggy said with a big grin.
Christmas Santa!” Jack called enthusiastically, waving really big. “Come on
Lils, we’ll see him next year!”
Christmas!” She told him, giving him a big hug. Jack always knew how to cheer
his sister up.
Christmas you two and be good every year, okay?”
for stopping by Santa! Merry Christmas.” You smiled at Foggy and winked.
Jack what is this about Michael?” Matt asked his stern face back.
I want to thank all of you for the support and I really hope you like it 😊
description: You are an elf at the north pole that dreams of a life besides toy making, and when Santa receives an emergency letter from Ben winchester you get your chance. Santa sends you on a special mission to give the winchester family, Dean, a workaholic, and his two kids Charlie and Ben, a holiday wake up call.The only rule is don’t get too close.
Dean x Reader
“Hey y/n Santa wants to see you in his office right away”
You look up from your work and nod at the other elf “Thank you I’ll go right now” you tell her standing up from your chair and walking through the workshop towards Santa’s office.
Along the way you saw all the piles of toys and presents and couldn’t help but smile, but then it fell, why does santa want to see you you thought to yourself, had you done something wrong?
You sighed and tried to push all those negative thoughts away when you reached the huge mahogany doors, you lift your hand and knocked three times on the door.
It opened as if by magic and you stepped in and saw Santa going over the naughty and nice list one last time before the big day “ You wanted to see me Santa” You asked stepping over paper and approaching his huge desk.
He looked up and got a huge smile on his face “Yes y/n” He said standing up and and grabbing a folded piece of paper off his desk then moving to where you stood “I received a letter today from a little boy named Ben, he’s worried that his family has lost christmas spirit, I need you to go to Kansas and see if you can bring some spirit back to the family”.
Santa froze as the edge of a giant scythe came to rest under his chin. Now, this was new. It wasn’t every day that someone threatened to kill him over some milk and cookies. “Do you know who I am?”
Ruby scowled. “You’re the person stealing my milk and cookies.”
“Take a closer look.” Santa put on his warmest smile. “Well?”
Ruby’s eyes widened comically. “Are you… Santa?”
“Yes, I am.” Santa smirked. “And you just threatened me with a giant scythe.”
“But…” Ruby put away her scythe. “I really like milk and cookies and…”
“Relax.” Santa patted her on the head. “You’ve been a good girl this year, and I suppose that I can overlook this little incident if you put out some extra milk and cookies next year.” He handed her a present. “Here, for you. Have a Merry Christmas, Ruby Rose.”
“You too, Santa!”
And then, just like that, Santa was gone, moving so fast that not even Ruby could keep up. The young huntress glanced down at her present and then quickly tore off the wrapping paper.
It was a piece of coal.
And now that she looked, the milk and cookies were gone.
X X X
Weiss awakened as her girlfriend thrashed around in their bed.
“Don’t give me a piece of coal! Don’t take my milk and cookies, no!”
“Ruby, wake up.” Weiss shook the other woman. “Come on.”
Ruby blinked and opened her eyes. “Weiss? Are we… in bed? But Santa…”
“You were dreaming.” Weiss smiled. “And it sounded like quite a dream.”
“It was.” Ruby explained her dream to Weiss. “See?”
“You threatened Santa with your scythe. You can’t blame him for stealing the milk and cookies and giving you a piece of coal. It’s a good thing that it was just a dream.” Weiss put one arm around Ruby and pulled her close. “So… what do you want for Christmas? We still have another week and…”
“I’ve got everything I want.” Ruby kissed Weiss. “Well, not everything.” She grinned. “We’re not married yet.”
Weiss raised one eyebrow. “Did you just use a dream about threatening Santa as an excuse to propose?”
“You’re lucky I love you.” Weiss chuckled. “I suppose that we could get married.”
X X X
Unbeknownst to Ruby and Weiss, a certain jolly somebody was chuckling at their expense at the North Pole.
“Am I the best at giving out presents or what?” Santa asked the elves and reindeer around him. “I got Ruby exactly what she wanted for Christmas and a week early too.” He rubbed his hands together. “Now to get Yang what she wants for Christmas… but it’ll be hard coming up with a way to get Blake to wear a maid outfit. Then again, they don’t call me Santa Clause for nothing!”
Summary: You bring Harry to your parent’s house for your first Christmas together and things get a little heated.. in the good way ;)
(So sorry this is a few hours late. Tumblr was not working for me earlier)
Day 1 | Day 2 | Day 3 | Day 4 | Day 5
This was the first Christmas that Harry would spend with your family and you were beyond nervous. He had met your immediate family but it was the others that you were worried about. Harry was worried too like all people are when they meet their spouses family but you both reassured each other that everything was going to be okay and you always had each other.
Harry carried in our bags while I gave hugs to my mother, father, sister, brother, grandma, grandpa, aunts, uncles, and cousins. The gang was all here and ofcourse we were the last ones due to weather. The immediately swarmed Harry in love and affection before telling him to drop his bags and dragging him to the decorated living room. A Christmas Story marathon was on the TV and my grandfathers took their places in the lay-z-boys. Harry was bombarded with questions all throughout dinner and game time with the family which put me at ease for the night.
After saying our goodnights, Harry and I went up to my old room and began getting ready for bed. We were washing our faces when he said, “I absolutely love your family”.
I smiled at him and patted my face dry. “I knew they would like you! You looked like you were really enjoying yourself too. I’m happy you came with me baby.”
He smiled and wiped his face dry before stepping close and giving me a kiss. It was longer than I expected and he even bit my lip slightly. “You know,” Harry said while wrapping his arms around my waist, “It’s Christmas eve and I think Santa would be okay with me giving you your present a little early.”
I cocked my head and said, “What present?”
Harry chuckled then swooped me into his arms bridal style and carried me out into my bedroom. I giggled as he threw me onto the twin sized bed and began kissing my neck sweetly. His hips brushed into mine, sending chills up my spine and getting me a little wet. I he kissed all over my chest and back up to my lips.
“I want to fuck you in your bed.” He whispered against my lips. I nodded my head and took a deep breath as he sat up and peeled his shirt off. His tattooed skin glorious in the dim light of the room and his freshly cut hair flopping down in front of his eyes. I watches as his fingers danced up my thighs to the hem of my shirt and pulled the night shirt off of me. My breasts flopped out and I grabbed one of them. Harry licked his lip at my action and went for my panties next.
His index fingers hooked into the sides of them and he pulled them down my silky legs slowly, teasing me and making me want him even more. I whimpered slightly and his grin grew. “What was that babe?”
I bit my lip and said, “I want you”.
Harry nodded and dipped his head down and gave my pussy a kiss before slipping his boxers off and throwing them to the side along with the other clothes. “Get under the bed, babe.” he commanded and I happily obliged. We hopped under the floral comforter and Harry lined himself up with me, pressing his head against my clit just to tease me. He placed his lips over mine before slamming his dick into me, making me scream into the kiss.
He gave me a minute to adjust, his length stretching me. Slowly he began to thrust his hips, in and out, the bed creaking along with the rhythm. I ran my fingers through his hair and kissed him sweetly as his pace quickened. Harry’s grunts turned me on everytime and right now was no different. With his forehead pressed against mine, his minty breath hit my face as his quiet grunts matched his thrusts. I reached down to rub myself along with him and my body began to shake with pleasure.
“Get on your knees, baby.” He said and I quickly got up. I held onto the headboard as he quickly slid himself inside of me and grabbed my ass for leverage as he thrusted once more. He was quick signalling that he was close to his edge as I was too.
As quietly as I could, I released around him and pushed up against his hips as he came just as hard as I did. The room, smelling of sex and face cleaner, became filled with heavy breaths and bed creaks while we rearranged ourselves in bed. Harry hooked his arm around my naked body and gave my shoulder sweet kisses. “Goodnight, babe. We need some sleep for the morning.”
Boy was he right. Children screaming and wrapping paper everywhere. The house smelled of goodies as the women cooked and the kids played with their new toys. The men, including Harry, played cards at the dining room table. Everything was going great and Christmas wasn’t a complete disaster.
During dinner, Harry was being naughty and continued to touch me under the table. Never having to hide an orgasm, I was practically sweating trying to keep cool under the looks of my family. While everyone was cleaning up, I pulled Harry to the laundry room and ripped his pants down to his ankles and began sucking on his cock.
He gripped to the wash basin for support and grabbed my hair tightly practically fucking my mouth. It was so dirty and I loved every minute of it. I choked on his cock a few times before I practically begged him to fuck me properly. We switched spots and he bent me over, smacking my ass quick and slipping his dick in. He grabbed my shirt and held onto my ass while he thrusted hard and fast. I couldn’t help but moan at the feeling of Harry beating in and out of me. With my family in the next room it made everything sexier.
“You’re a dirty girl, honey. So dirty!” He said with a spank. I begged him for another one and be brought his palm down sure to leave a mark.
I reached under me and rubbed my clit while going balls deep inside of me. I was soon to unravel for the second time in twenty four hours. “Cum for me, baby.” He seethed as I felt him gyrate faster and harder against my ass. I let go and came all over his dick, his dick spurting inside of me and filling me up with his hot juices. I laid my head down on the cool counter and tried to catch my breath. He kissed my ass before giving it another smack and cleaning me up.
“I’ll fuck you once more tonight if you’re a good girl for the rest of the evening.” He whispered to me before kissing my cheek and leaving the room. I stood there and collected myself. I can’t believe we just did that.
It’s currently 4.30am here and I’ve spent the last few hours writing this Christmas fic/imagine because I was feeling very festive last night. It’s been such a long time since I’ve written anything so please, be nice - be warned it’s probably ridden with a lot of grammatical errors. It’s kind of sweet, fluff, not really smut, happy and festive time all around.
P.S Yes, I realise (Y/N)’s best friend is named after me. I just really wanted to be your wing man.
Totally unbetaed and completely @acheaptrickandacheesyoneline’s fault. Written after the Arrow midseason finale and a bottle of Venatore, so please forgive any typos/canon mistakes/weird elements. Hope you enjoy!
Night and Day Summary: After crying alone in the loft, Felicity needs to go someplace. So of course she goes to the lair … Spoilers for Arrow 5x09. Just imagine that last scene hadn’t happened and Oliver had walked into the lair after kissing–and kissing only–Susan. Rating: M
It was raining. Because of course it was–it was Star City. It knew when things were bad and decided, “Let’s make it worse by having it rain like a faucet had just opened up and you don’t have an umbrella!”
Mahaad yawns loudly, tucking himself closer into Zayn’s side on the couch. The Christmas movies play quietly on the telly in front of them, Bashar curled up with Clark by his feet and Maira wrapped in one of the blankets Karen had made for her birthday.
Zayn tucks a finger under Mahaad’s chin, wiggling him gently with a soft laugh that Mahaad pouts his lips at. “No sleeping just yet, beta. Santa’s coming.”
Mahaad’s brow wrinkles, sleep making his eyes heavy. “But Christmas isn’t until next week.”
Zayn grins, plopping a kiss to Mahaad’s forehead. “You’ll see babe, just one -”
A loud ho ho ho sounds from outside their front door, followed by a deep laugh that sounds distinctly like Liam but Mahaad gives him a look of confusion as he perks his head up to look at the door.
“Santa?” Maira gasps and it seems like she can’t move fast enough with the speed she disentangles herself from the blanket, and the way she scurries across the living room before Zayn can even ask her to get the door.
HELLO, CHRISTMAS NUMBER FIFTEEN, requested by daydreaminmylifeaway (My personality is very shy and awkward but once you get to know me I’m pretty outgoing and weird, and I blush very easilyIt’s a Luke imagine the idea is we’ve been best friends for a long time but I’ve always had a crush on him. He comes home for Christmas after tour and sings All I want for Christmas is you to ask me out?) So i haven’t done this as a personal because its Christmas imagine, but i didn’t he idea and i loved it. ENJOY!!!!
*Hey, I’m super busy and can’t make it to the airport, I’m sorry, give me a call when your settled back in though – (Y/N)* You hit send and lying back down in bed, your heart racing, your cheats feeing tight and your eyes welling. ‘Don’t cry, pull yourself together’ you mutter as you tuck yourself further into your covers.
You jolt up hearing your phone ringing, you feel around under your pillow for it but after a second of not finding it you grab the pillow and throw it off the bed to see your phone with Luke’s name flashing on screen, you sigh, knowing you have to answer seems as you told him to ring, and so you do. ‘Hey Luke’ you cheer as you answer the phone buts it forced ad Luke knowing you as well as he does probably hears it too. ‘Hey, so I’m home, I’ve seen the family now get your ass round here’ he chuckles down the phone and like many times before you feel your chest tighten. ‘I’d love to but erm….im still pretty busy, maybe tomorrow though’ you offer, ‘What? Seriously come on (Y/N) I just got back come see me’ he whines, you can tell he is trying to keep it light but under neither you hear the annoyance. ‘Sorry Luke, see you soon though’ and you hang up, shit, fuck, what are you doing, this isn’t normal behaviour, he is gonna know something is wrong.
THREE DAYS LATER
*Are you avoiding me? – Luke* you stare at your phone, feeling a ball in your throat, you want to cry, you can’t figure out what you’re doing, your head is all over the place. ‘Is that Luke?’ you look up surprised to see your mum in the door way a steaming mug in her hands and you give her a small nod, dropping the phone next to you. She shakes her head as she comes into the room, sitting on the edge of you bed, she sighs, without saying anything she takes a sip of her drink and then just looks around your room.
‘You can’t ignore him forever you know. It’s only a matter of time until he comes round here and drags your sorry ass out of bed’ she tells you in all seriousness, she looks down at her mug before chuckling. ‘Do you remember when you we eleven, or twelve, Luke laughed at your glasses and you refused to speak to him and he felt so bad that after two days he got Liz to bring him round so he could apologies, and he bought you that cute little bear’ your mums reminisces, you sile down at your hands remembering him knocking on your door when he was just a skinny little dweeb. ‘You know, he will still come after you even though he has done nothing wrong’ she tells you, you swallow the lump in your throat.
‘He has done something wrong’ you mumble, this seems to get her attention as she turns to look at you raising an eyebrow, ‘It’s his fault, he make this stupid situation, why couldn’t he just be a dick like every other guy our age’ you whine, to your surprise your mum laughs, you look up narrowing your eyes, ‘Come on, are you seriously blaming him because you love him?’ she asks, you suck in a hard breath, its true, of course hut never have you said it out loud, at least not in that context anyway. ‘Trust me, I would give anything to be able to sit here and tell you to move on, it’s just young love, it won’t last, but I can’t’ you sighs.
‘He is the kindest, sweetest, most gentle boy I have ever know, and he loves you so much honey, he treats you right and to every parent he is the perfect partner but, in an ideal world he would have a stable job, qualifications to fall on, work close to home, and that’s not Luke. And I understand, I support him, he is young and talented and living the dream and what he is doing is amazing from a friends point of view but if I look at him as my daughter love it’s hard, because I know if…no when it happens it will be hard for you, not seeing him all the time, having to deal with rumours, never having privacy and as your mum I don’t want to see you go through that but when I think of how he makes you smile, and how he watches you from across the room I couldn’t even begin to talk you out of it. He loves you (Y/N), I don’t know if he knows it yet, but he does. And you can’t hate him for making you fall in love with him. You just have to women up and hope he catches you as you fall’.
Your frozen, you and your mum have always had a best friend kind of relationship, jokes and laughs, sure you talk about boys and other serious things but this is one of the only times she has really told you something, something life changing, and you don’t know how to react as you let the words sink in.
FOUR DAYS LATER
‘Are you looking forwards to Santa coming?’ you ask your little cousin as he bounces next to you, your holding you baby cousin in your arms rocking her slightly, ‘I’ve been a good boy, Santa is gonna bring me a dinosaur’ he squeals excited and you laugh, ‘Wow, a dinosaur?’ you fake shock and he giggles nodding, ‘I’m gonna see Rudolph on Christmas eve’ he tells you, you frown a little ‘Really?’ you ask and he nods, ‘Ye, on my roof’ he nods as he explains it to you. ‘Well I think Santa only comes when you’re asleep, no one ever meets Santa or Rudolph, and it’s like a Christmas rule’ you explain to him, be pouts a little. ‘That’s a poo rule’ he moans and you gasp, reaching out to poke his side, ‘Don’t say that Santa’s watching, he might give your dinosaur to another little boy’ you tease and be shakes his head plastering a huge smile on his face. ‘Sorry Santa, it’s a good rule really’ he speaks up the sky and you can’t stop the smile taking over your lips. ‘ITS LUKE’ you hear one of your cousins yell, you frown a little confused as you stand up to see what everyone is doing.
Your currently in your Aunties garden, is the family Christmas party, normal Luke comes but this year you did invite him, seems as you haven’t spoken to him a couple of days. When your family asked where he was you told them he was busy, they nodded by you had a feeling your mum had already told them the truth, that or they just guessed. You don’t get chance to see what your family are looking at as your mum rushes over grabbing your arm, you walk quickly with her, your family smiling at you as you walk past them and you start to feel nervous, its weird, you don’t know what’s going on and then the next minute you Uncle rushes up to you grabbing your baby cousin from your arms and winking. ‘Hey guys, sorry I’m late, I think my invite got lost in the post’ you hear his voice before you see him and then your mum gives you a shove and your standing next to your cousin and his girlfriend at the front of your family, and you see Luke standing on a box, his guitar thrown of his back.
‘I’m sorry for gate crash, but I was hoping you guys could give me a couple of minute?’ he asks, he looks a little nervous and you can’t help but smile a little as you look down at your hands, what the hell is he doing here? ‘You’re one of the family’ you hear your Uncle shout, ‘that as long as you need’ your gran tells him from close to you, he chuckles a little rubbing his jaw.
‘Okay well, I wanted to do this a little more privately, but seems as you’re not answering my calls, or texts..pretty much just completely ignoring me you left me with no other option.’ He starts, his eyes locking with your straight away. ‘I’d planned to take you down to the bridge where I accidently broke your arm’ he chuckles slightly at the memory and you shake your head but a small smile still tugs your lip. ‘I know what you’re thinking, strange memory but what I really remember about that day it…well it’s the day I kissed you, it was a peck, I think it was even on the cheek but it was the first, and I guess it’s the day I fell in love with you’ you breath gets caught in your throat as you hear your family gasp and sigh and aww around you. But all your attention is on him, like the rest of the world is blurred out.
‘I know what you’re thinking, we were thirteen, no kid can be in love at thirteen but even a little weird at thirteen can have a first love right?’ he asks and you half hear some mumbles of agreement. ‘Thing is I’ve none it from that moment but…I never did anything about it. Honestly I hoped it would pass…teenage best friends falling in love it was just so….normal and I wanted more, I didn’t want normal, I didn’t want to be remembered at the spotty thirteen year old kid that gushed about being in love and got laughed at so I hide it’ he keep s talking.
‘I thought I hide it well, turns out most people knew, problem is a got used to hiding it, so used to it that I didn’t even acknowledge it anymore. I was having a crappy day and id been in a terrible mood all day, the boys had left me in the hotel to wallow alone and you called me…you make me laugh, I told you want was wrong, I felt good talking to you, safe and when I hung up it was like I remembered that I love you. Like it finally sunk in that you’re the only person that’s constant in my life’
‘Anyways, I’m rambling now, all I really wanted to do was play this for you, it’s a question I guess, but we both know I have always been better through music’ and then he pulls his guitar around to his front, his eyes never leaving your as he starts to strum. Your mesmerized as he sings his own version on ‘All I Want For Christmas’ when he stops, he girls your family an awkward smile, as they clap and cheer, he jumps off his box and his eyes meet yours again. ‘So, am I forgiven for whatever I did?’ he asks as he gets closer, you nod a little trying not to cry or laugh. ‘And….’ He drags you laugh a little, ‘And I love you too’ you smile, your family laugh, and coo, and clap around you, but it all slows in your vision as Luke’s hand gently holds your cheek, his thumb brushing over your skin so softly, before it finally happens, his pink lips, ever so softly press into yours. And it really was all you wanted for Christmas.
Can u do a Liam Dunbar imagine where he forgets your anniversary (of 1-2 years) and u give him the silent treatment and its on a full moon so he goes out of control and all that stuff. It also ends in fluff! Thank u! :)
Pairing: Liam x reader
A/n: I tried to write this in third person, I think I’m more comfortable writing like this but if you don’t like it, feel free to tell me :] BTW I changed it a little bit, hope you don’t mind. I’m having major writer blocks with this, that’s why I decided to make two parts :]
The alarm went off and Y/n used all of her willpower to get up, once she was awake she opened her curtains and inhaled deeply, the morning sunlight bathing her in a warm embrace. Maybe it was because it was finally Friday or because it was her one year anniversary with her boyfriend Liam, but she was in a great mood and you could see it in her smile, after picking her outfit for school, she headed to the bathroom where a warm shower welcomed her and relaxed her anxious muscles. Y/n got out of the shower and got dressed, after styling her hair in a ponytail, she walked downstairs into the kitchen, where her father was waiting for her with breakfast.
“Good morning, honey” he dad said
“Morning, Dad. Waffles, my favorite,” She said as her father placed the plate in front of her
“Got any plans for tonight?” He asked
“I don’t but hopefully by the end of the day, I will” She smiled and ate her food
When she finished she walked outside towards her car and drove to school, with the windows down and the radio at full volume,the sky was clear and the sun shone bright above her; her hair would have been messy and tangled if it weren’t for the ponytail, on the passenger seat rested a small purple box with a red ribbon, inside of it there was a video game Liam had been waiting for 3 months and an iTunes card. I
t hadn’t been difficult to pick his present since she knew him like the palm of her hand.The school parking lot was almost empty, autumn leaves were scattered all over the pavement and the air was refreshing, she took a deep breath, grabbed the present and her bag and walked out of the car; the hallways echoed with the laugh of the students and lockers being opened or closed, Y/n knew Liam had morning practice and that he would probably meet her at her locker, she tried to hide the small box on her way to her locker, she opened it and put the present inside, on the corner of her eye, she saw Liam walking to her, a huge smiled formed on her face and her heart was beating faster and faster with every step he took.
“Hey!” She said a little bit too excited, she bit her lower lip trying not to smile so big
“Hey back,” he chuckled, she reeked of excitement and that turned on a red flag inside his head.Y/n was a happy girl but she was never too happy or at the verge of jumping from happiness, there was something going on but Liam had no idea what was happening, maybe it’s because today is Friday, he thought
“Liam, don’t you have something for me?” She asked, her eyes sparkling with enthusiasm, Liam frowned and tilted his head
Merry Christmas Katia (savingbucky) ! I’m your Secret Santa! <3 hope you have an awesome holiday! I’m absolutely in love with her blog, so please go and check it out. You won’t regret following her (plus she’s really beautiful and looks like Scarlett Johansson???)
picture it: the winter soldier squad head to sam’s for a christmas dinner. his oven isn’t big enough for the turkey. steve takes on the mom role and even cries a little bit. nat and bucky have a drinking competition at 10am. the secret santa goes wrong. everyone got bucky. he also got bucky. he got himself captain america memorabilia. no one is surprised.
i am sorry
(i think i may also post a christmas winter soldier gang ficlet at the weekend so stay tuned)