secret santa for her

This years Barduil Secret Santa gift is for @carmentalis​ :>

I went with the ‘making this patchwork family with two Kings with their own realms in it work’-prompt (˘◡˘) So you’ve got Thranduil in Dale during his visit/consort-time.

For his time in Dale he left Legolas behind as his regent , who sends lots of letters to keep his adar updated (and to rant about some council members).

Sadly they can’t live together permanently since they are kings after all, but they have an arrangement where they take turns visiting each other every other season, depending on how the political circumstances are. They call it consort-time.

Their children have agreed to help them with it, so Legolas stays behind when Thranduil leaves for Dale and Sigrid does the same for her da. So all in all, though it isn’t ideal, they make it work.

(The kids travel more often between the two, though especially Sigrid cant manage as often as the others since she is the next in line to the throne and will need to take over at some point)

Dear @justcuzfandoms, now is the time you get to yell at me for being incredibly late.

I hope this (little) present makes you happy, even a month after the festive season ! But even more, I hope you treated yourself right during that time (ate a lot, slept all day) and, oh wow I’m so bad with delays, happy Hanuka !

At first, I wanted to write a little something, but I changed my mind and drew this stunningly aro-ace Piper ! (Hence the questions about baseball, I’d really like to know more about it thought) 

Oh, all thanks to @pjosecretsanta2016​ for pushing me again and again (it was needed) I made your job so much harder, you deserve all the praise for holding this project together ! 

(ps : this is actually the first time I ever post my art on this website, thanks to both of you for giving me enough courage to do so)

anonymous asked:

Lucaya Prompt- The core 6 plays secret valentine and Maya gets Lucas

//Valentine’s Day Prompt! I’m still working on the other prompts all you awesome people have sent, but if you have any other requests don’t be afraid to send them. Enjoy!//

Secret Valentine

“Secret Valentine!” Riley exclaimed. She was carrying a pink box covered in red hearts. There wasn’t any doubt that she made it herself.

“No!” The entire group replied.

“But love! And friendship.” Riley argued.

“Don’t we suffer enough during secret santa?” Maya whined. 

“Hey YOU all loved your gifts. It was a good day.”

The group mumbled but Riley wasn’t taking any complaining.

“We’re doing this. Besides Lucas wasn’t here for secret santa. Now we’re all here!”

Maya glared at Lucas. “Thanks Ranger Rick. I blame you.”

“Now remember it’s a secret so no one say anything. Just pick a name and get the person a gift by the 14th.”

The group groaned collectively before each went inside the box to pick out one of the little glittery slips that had a name written on it.



On the 14th, before school, Maya went to Lucas’ house before heading to Riley.

She carried a somewhat large rectangular object wrapped in plastic  under her arm. The closer she stepped to the building the more she realized she shouldn’t be here this early. But she didn’t want to give it to him at school. People would be watching there. Definitely not at Topanga’s either since there were many people there too. Besides, Riley had allowed them to give their gifts to their valentine whenever they could rather than with the group together. Mostly because they had all pleaded for her not to make it some huge deal. They just wanted to get it over with. Maya definitely wanted to get this over with quickly.

Before she even had a chance to enter the building Lucas was walking out with a gift in his hand. He noticed her immediately and raised an eyebrow in confusion. 

“Aren’t you supposed to be at Riley’s? You always pick her up.”

“Yeah I’m going. I had to give you the stupid Valentine’s day gift.”

“Oh. You’re my secret valentine?” He chuckled. “I’m surprised you got me something.”

“What do you mean?”

“You didn’t get me a secret santa gift.”

“You weren’t even here.” She handed him the frame under her arm. “Besides this might be same gift I was going to give you for Christmas.” 

Lucas took the rather large frame from her and looked at it. 

“You can open it.”

“It’s not even wrapped.” Not that he expected anything else. It was a miracle he even received anything, but now he was starting to think it was a prank. He slowly unwrapped the plastic off and realized it was a painting canvas. When he turned it around it was completely painted black.

“What the hell?” He looked towards the blonde who was smiling.

“It’s your favorite color.” 

“Black is not my favorite color?!?!”

“Oh. Oops.” Maya shrugged and chuckled. “Well I gotta go pick up Riley. See you at school Huckleberry.”

“Wait.” Struggling with the painting in his hand he managed to extend the bag in his hands towards her. “I got you for the valentine thing too.”

Maya reluctantly took the bag, that happened to be very light, and stuffed it in her backpack. “Thanks.”

“What? You’re not gonna open it?”

“Later. It’s getting late.”

“I’m gonna go put this away in my room. There’s no way I’m carrying this around school all day.”

—-

Maya paced around in her room with a single paper in her hands. How could he have done this? How dare he have done this? She was panicking. How could this be possible? She read the words on the paper over and over again. We would like to thank you, Maya Hunter, for your submission…..highly prominent…our featured artist…full scholarship to our 8 week summer program…

Those words couldn’t possibly be about her. Yet there was her name on top. She wished she hadn’t opened the stupid gift. She wished that she didn’t have the urge to call that stupid cowboy at 12:43 in the morning. She grabbed her cellphone and waited. He was probably asleep. 

“Hello?”

“What is this?” Maya yelled harshly.

“You’re gonna have to be more specific.”

“I’m not playing games, Huckleberry. What am I reading?”

“Your gift?”

“W-why would you do this?”

“Because you’re talented Maya. I took a picture of one of your paintings and submitted it to the contest. I know you were afraid and didn’t apply so I did it for you. You won. I knew you would.”

“I don’t- I- thank you, Lucas.”

“Let the world see your talent, Maya.”

There was a moment of silence on both ends of the phone call before Maya spoke again.

“Well now I feel bad. My gift was terrible.”

Lucas looked over at the painting now hanging in front of his bed. When he had turned off the lights to his room he had realized the painting wasn’t just the color black at all. It was a dark blue. Within the frame of the painting Maya had placed little LED lights making it look like a sky full of stars. Just like the stars of Texas he always missed. He didn’t know how she had done it, but it was absolutely beautiful. 

“No. Don’t feel bad. You got it just right. That’s my favorite color.” 

You Me Her

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Chapter Three: Excuses 

Word Count: 2136

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After lying to Lucas about the extent of her feelings towards him Riley feels she has no choice but to tell Maya the same thing. Riley thinks it’s better to hear it from her rather than Lucas, especially after the two girls agreed to no longer keep secrets from one another. A pact that makes Riley feels horrible for lying to Maya but she keeps telling herself that this is the best thing for everyone. Her guilt subsides slightly when Maya looks relieved after Riley explains that she isn’t romantically interested in Lucas. 

As the weeks pass things remain awkward. Even though no one is asking Riley if she’s okay anymore they certainly still have a watchful eye on her in all situations. Still, Riley wears a smile that doesn’t waver as she tries to navigate through every tense situation. 

As for Maya and Lucas, on the outside you probably wouldn’t even be able to tell they were dating. They almost never held hands or made contact of any sort. Riley was unsure if they acted like this because of her or for other reasons.

Not surprisingly at all Maya prioritises Riley over Lucas in ever situation, even when ‘choosing’ isn’t necessary. Riley wonders if Maya does this out of guilt or obligation but she shakes the thought every time, Maya was her best friend and she does things because they love each other. Even though Riley tries to primarily focus on Maya she can’t help but notice the slight wave of disappointment that seems to cross Lucas every time he’s passed over for Riley. At least she thinks it’s disappointment. 

Keep reading

People want to know what Maya got Lucas for Christmas

But consider this…

It probably wasn’t that great. If she even got anything for him in the first place.

Unlike Riley getting Farkle a girlfriend-y gift, this would mean something. Maya’s been very careful about her relationship with Lucas since the triangle ended. 

She’s been avoiding eye contact, refusing to banter with him (except maybe in SS), and her jabs have a bit more bite than sass (”You think you are [important], but no”). Whether or not she’s fully considered why it’s necessary for her to do all those things, the fact remains that she’s intentionally creating distance between them. 

Enter Secret Santa. Lucas didn’t want to do it. He went all the way to Texas, presumably so he wouldn’t have to. Maya already assumed the whole production would be stupid and awful. He’s practically given permission for everyone to leave him out of Secret Santa…so where’s her motivation to send something all the way to Texas?

Afterward, this becomes even more true. The thoughtful gifts brought each pair closer. MUCH closer. And as far as she knows, Lucas didn’t send Riley anything. (Even if we put in the deleted scene, okay, Lucas gave a poor girl a gift on Riley’s behalf. Cute and all, but not as personal as the others.)

That means, as much as she might want to, as much as she might have had a great idea for something that would melt his heart and show him how well she knows him, she. wouldn’t. do. it. Jumping back into a triangle-like situation after the whole thing’s been “resolved” would most definitely not be as innocent as the first time Maya got dragged in, and she wouldn’t risk hurting Riley like that.

So for all the fanfiction stories I’ve seen of legitimately adorable presents Maya gave Lucas on the down low, consider this: How much more likely was something like this?

[Gang at Topanga’s, hanging out]

Farkle: Okay, Zay, you’ve finished your homework. Can we go now? I’m just about to cut you off from all the supplies you need to survive.

Zay: I know the whole point of your nerd game was for me to spend more time with you and Smackle, Farkle, but can I just…I don’t know, resign or something? We’ve been playing for like a week, and I need my beauty sleep!

Smackle: When Farkle and I rule the world, you’ll be playing this game a lot more, so get moving!

[Zay, Farkle, and Smackle exit]

Riley: You know, Zay can complain all he wants, but he’s gotten closer to them since Christmas. [Looks pointedly at Maya]

Maya: Yes, Riley. You’re a Secret Santa genius. Happy?

Riley: Yes.

Lucas: Hey, who got me?

Riley: You didn’t…? Let’s see, there was me and Farkle, Zay and Smackle, Smackle and…

[Maya looking innocently off in the distance]

Riley: Maya! Did you not do Secret Santa? Lucas even did Secret Santa, and he was in Texas!

Maya: Do you have any idea how long it would have taken me to go to the store, find a gift, then go to the post office? And then, you know, there’s the issue with priority box! padded envelope! normal envelope! Honestly, my present should just be me still being alive after thinking of all the stuff I would have had to do. 

Riley: [Stubbornly] You could have just given it to him when he got back.

Maya: [Looks lazily around her and the homework spread out on the table. Picks up her calculator.] Merry Christmas, Lucas. [Hands him calculator, then pretends to get back to homework.]

There’s a beat, then Maya snatches the calculator back.

Maya: Actually, can I borrow your Christmas present? I don’t have enough fingers for this problem.

Mr. Jeon

This took me so long cause I accidentally wrote more than I needed and i turned this shit into a whole story so sorry about that. Also, this is rated NC-17 (there’s some kinky shit going on)

Jungkook’s POV

I sat at the end of the table watching all of my employees go back and forth about nonsense and bullshit about the company yet again. My father never told me how difficult it would be to run a company that was so successful. He always managed to make boring things seem so interesting though. I never thought that at the age of 24 I would be able to run a company all by myself, in the beginning it was all fun and games, then I had to grow up and it became boring and not so interesting anymore. That was until I met Y/N. She moved here from America three years ago and she’s worked here as an intern for about two and a half years. Her mother and my mother were in the navy together and my mother convinced me to let her work here. The first day I saw her she immediately caught my eye, she was different from every other woman around here.

“What if we just transferred a small amount of our stocks to them and in return they give us-” she began to speak, her voice was so angelic I could listen to her talk to me everyday

“No offense Y/N, but this is a meeting for actual employees, not interns. I don’t even know why you’re in here right now” Choi Minhee, she’s known to be the bitch of the office

“Minhee be quiet, the intern knows more than you do at the moment. I haven’t even seen you write a single thing down since you’ve stepped foot in this office. Y/N please continue” I said looking over at her and she smiled at me and began to speak again

Towards the end of the meeting everyone began to pack up and Minhee walked over to my desk.

“I don’t appreciate you embarrassing me in front of everyone like that Jungkook, it was rude and uncalled for.” she said and I rolled my eyes sitting down in my chair

“Okay well first off, it’s Mr. Jeon to you, second of all, I don’t appreciate your rude attitude towards MS. Y/L/N, that was uncalled for.”” I retorted and she stared at me as if she was lost for words

“Y-yes sir, I apologize for my actions.” she bowed then grabbed all of her things and walked out of my office slamming the door behind her.

I sighed and turned my chair so that I was facing the large window.

Over the course of six months Y/N became my official assistant and her and I have began to get closer to each other. It was close to closing time and Y/N was helping me clean up around my office before the holidays.

“Are you doing anything fun this year?” I asked her as she put on her coat and scarf

“Sadly not this year, my mom is being stationed again and my dad is visiting his family in Nigeria so I’ll be alone this year” she said sadly

“Oh, I’m sorry. Maybe I can be your secret santa and come by and drop you off a present” I told her grabbing my jacket as well

“Well then it’s not a surprise anymore, is it Mr. Jeon?” she asked smiling at me

“You know what, I guess not, and by the way when nobody is around you can call me Jungkook or Kookie, I’m fine with either one of them” I said walking over to my door and opening it for her

“I’ll keep that in mind Jungkook.” She said said pressing the button to the elevator as we waited for it to come up

“Y/N do you think that I could take you out on a date-“Y/N, I knew I would find you up here I tried calling you but, Oh! Mr. Jeon, hello” It was Jimin, he’s been working here for about four years now, we used to be friends but then things changed

“Hey Jimin” I said awkwardly

“I was just here to pick up Y/N, she’s finally letting me show her around Busan tonight” Jimin said, not gonna lie I’m kind of jealous. I’ve been wanting to show her around for a while but I could never get around to ask her

“Yeah I’m excited, you’re kind of early though aren’t you Jimin?” She asked getting into the elevator with Jimin

“I know, but I just really wanted to see you” He said and I scoffed

“Something wrong Kookie?” she asked showing serious concern

“I’m sure he’s fine, it must be something in the air.  Right Jungkook?” Jimin asked and I put on a smile

“Yeah, something in the air. You two have fun, I realize that I left something in my office. I’ll see you both on Wednesday” I waved at them and began to walk back to my office

I poured myself a cup of scotch and drank it gripping the cup in my hand.

Remember earlier how I said that Jimin and I used to be friends? Yeah there’s a reason behind that. Everytime meet a nice girl or I’m slightly interested in her he always has to come by and swoop her off her feet before I can even ask the girl on a proper date. I poured myself another drink and glanced out the window watching as they both got into his car.

Y/N’s POV

About an hour into my little journey with Jimin I really begin to feel good for once. Ever since I moved here my life hasn’t been the easiest. I only moved down here, because my mom made it seem like moving here would be fun and enjoyable and it was the exact opposite. The moment I got off the plane and into my new apartment people would stare at me and ask me so many questions as if I was a different species or something and it sucks. Then I got my job at the company and I met Jungkook and I finally felt like I could be accepted for me.

“I had a really good time tonight Y/N” Jimin said giving me a hug

“I did too, and I will most definitely give Taehyung your number” I told him smiling at him

“I’d greatly appreciate it, and by the way. You should definitely give Jungkook a chance. I can tell that you’re his type” he told me walking down the steps

I smiled and walked into my house taking off my clothes and changing into a big shirt. I can shower in the morning. I went into my kitchen and grabbed a box of cookies and began to make some hot chocolate. A knock on the door caught my attention.

“Who is it?” I asked

“It’s Jungkook”

I moved from the door and quickly looked at myself in the mirror and began to fix my hair. I opened the door and smiled at him.

“Hello, is something wrong?” I asked beginning to freak out. What if he came here to personally fire me?

“No, not at all. I actually came here to give you a few presents. Remember, I’m your not so secret santa.” He said and I laughed

“Well come on in, I know it’s cold out there. I don’t want to keep you waiting longer than you need to be. I was just about to have some hot chocolate and eat some cookies.” I stepped to the side and let him in the door

“I love hot chocolate and cookies” He said walking into my house and closing the door behind him

“Well then I guess that makes us both lucky.” I walked into the kitchen and took the hot milk off the stove then began to add the chocolate powder

“How do you like your hot chocolate?” I asked

“Just think of me as a five year old child” he said

“I’ve got just the thing, you and I are more alike than I thought” I said taking out whipped cream, marshmallows and sprinkles

I made the cups of wonderful chocolate heaven and walked towards the living room. Can you grab the cookies please, they’re in the cabinet labeled sweets. My Korean still isn’t perfect so I still have to label things” I explained to him and I heard him chuckle

“I think it’s pretty cute, if you ever need any help with your Korean just let me know and I will gladly help you. It’s the least that I can do since you’re always helping me file my papers, I know that I’m not the most organized person in the world and I’m really lucky to have you as my beautiful assistant.” He said and I smiled sipping my hot chocolate

“Well in that case I’m lucky to have someone has amazingly smart and incredibly handsome as my boss.” I said eating one of my cookies

Jungkook’s POV

When she called me handsome it’s like my whole world just stopped. This is indicating that she may actually return my feelings for her, but wait. What about her and Jimin?

“Hey um, how was your date with Jimin?” I asked sipping my drink

“Oh my goodness it was absolutely amazing. Busan is such a beautiful, I never knew how pretty it truly was. I felt so lucky to have someone like Jimin show me around.” she said and I mentally rolled my eyes

“That’s nice” I said nonchalantly

“Awe Kookie, are you jealous?” she asked leaning over and pinching my cheeks

“Me? Jealous, oh baby girl no. What do I have to be jealous of? Who’s the one sitting on your couch right now?” I asked smirking at her

“That may be true, but how do you know Jimin and I didn’t do anything before you even came here? Hm? For all you know he could be up in my bed right now or who knows maybe he’s hiding in the closet.” she said leaning over closer to me biting her lip

“You really want to tempt me right now, princess” I asked setting the mug on the coffee table

“Show me what you can really do” she whispered in my ear then slowly got up walking towards her bedroom

I began to follow her and slowly started unbuttoning my shirt in the process. Before I went upstairs I went into her kitchen and made of cup of ice then began to walk back up the steps.

“Come on Kookie, I’m beginning to get impatient” She whined and I bit my lip when I walked into the room

She was sprawled out on the bed in a black lingerie set and her hair was laid out on the bed.

“You look beautiful princess, did you get all dressed up just for me?” I asked walking into her room fully closing the door

“Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t” she said sitting up and crawling over to me

“What do you have in that cup mister?” she asked and i sat it on the bedside table

“No peeking baby girl” I told her finally taking off my shirt completely

“Baby where do you keep all of your scarves?” I asked

“In the third drawer on the right, why?” she asked and i went over to open it picking up an all black scarf and a bright red one.

“No reason.” I walked back over to her and sat the scarves to the side

“You know, you were pretty disrespectful to me earlier. Mentioning Jimin when you most likely know my feelings toward you” I sat down on the bed and pulled her over my lap rubbing her butt cheek gently

“Are you gonna punish me now then, Mr.Jeon?” she asked looking at me over her shoulder

I smirked to myself and rubbed her butt once again.

“Pick a number between 10 and 20 for me angel” I said trailing my fingers slowly down her back

“15” she said wiggling her butt

“If you say so” I said and brought my hand down onto her left butt cheek

She gasped loudly and arched her back cause her butt to lift as well

“If you count with me this can go by a lot faster” I said bring my hand down again but harder this time

“T-two” she stuttered out biting her lip

“Don’t silence yourself baby girl, let your neighbors know how much of a dirty girl you truly are” I demanded continuing my slaps

“F-four, Kookie please n-no more” she said stuffing her face into the bed

“This is what you asked for, so this is what you’ll get baby girl” I said smacking her cheeks again as they began to turn a bright red color

After eleven more smacks I helped her sit up and grabbed the black scarf putting it over her eyes carefully.

“K-kookie what are you doing?” she asked nervously

“I’m going to take care of you baby, don’t worry.”  I tied her hands to the bed with the other scarf and made sure that it wasn’t too tight

“Do you trust me?” I asked grabbing the cup of ice

“Y-yes” she said

“What do you want our safe word to be?” I asked

“Mango” she said and I chuckled

“You’re so cute sometimes” I said and grabbed a piece of ice letting it melt in my mouth

I leaned down and trailed the piece of ice down the side of her neck and watched as she moaned and shivered.

“Jungkook, what the fuck!” she screamed

“Do you not like it?” I asked

“I-I like it and that’s the problem” she said

I smiled and grabbed a larger piece of ice trailing it down her body stopping at her panty line

“Can I take these off?” I asked and she nodded still shivering from the cold

I took off her panties slowly and threw them to the side slowly opening her legs biting my lip.

“Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you are?” I asked rubbing my hands up and down her thighs

“N-no” she said with a slight smile

“Well you need to hear it more often. You’re absolutely gorgeous.” I told her and finally leaned up to kiss her on the lips

Her lips were thick and soft and she still tasted like hot chocolate and marshmallows.

“I-I want you inside of me” she whispered against my lips

I stood up and pulled off my pants and underwear getting back onto the bed.

“Wait, do you have condoms?” I asked

“Third drawer on the bedside table.” I opened the drawer and grabbed one from the box opening the package and sliding it on

“Are you ready?” I asked her holding her hips in my hand

“Yes, I’m ready” she said

I held her hips and slowly slid into her looking up at her making sure that she was okay.

“K-Kookie” she moaned out

“Am I hurting you?” I asked beginning to freak out

“No, n-not at all. B-but can y-you take the b-blindfold off?” she asked

“Oh shit sorry” I quickly took the blindfold off and smiled looking at her eyes

“Such a beauty” I said and she smiled leaning up to kiss me

I pulled back from her lips and continued to slide into her, I watched as I disappeared inside of her then threw my head back biting my bottom lip.

“You feel so good around me like this.” I told her moving my hips slowly so that I wouldn’t hurt her

“G-go faster, p-please” she said trying to push her hips down on me

I lifted her legs up and started to move harder and faster into her groaning loudly not caring if the neighbors could hear us or not.

“F-fuck Jungkook d-don’t stop!” she begged wrapping her legs around me

“D-don’t w-worry princess” I told her moving my hips faster against her

Being inside of her like this felt unreal. I never knew thought that she would actually return feelings for me and the fact that she did was amazing.

“I-I love the way you feel around me” I told her and I leaned down close to her ear

“I love how you get so flustered and lost for words that you can’t even form a simple sentence.” I smirked and pushed deeper into her feeling a soft spot

She moaned loudly and threw her head back closing her eyes and I could tell she was close.

“You gonna come for me princess?” I asked leaning down and sucking on her neck and she whimpered

“U-use your words baby” I told her trying to keep the pace as I felt myself get close to my orgasm as well

“Y-yes Jungkook, yes! I-I’m gonna come!” she said loudly as she arched her back

I leaned down and kissed her again groaning at the feeling of her clenching around me so tightly

“Jungkook!” she moaned loudly as she came and fell back fully onto the bed

“Fuck Y/N” I moaned loudly as I came into the condom slowly riding out our highs

I pulled out of her and threw the condom away into the trashcan, I carefully untied her hands and kissed her wrist.

“Are you okay?” I asked slowly standing up

“S-sleep. I need sleep.” she muttered out lowly

“You don’t want to take a bubble bath first?” I asked her

She shook her head and held her arms out for me instead

“Just hold me” she whispered

I smiled at her and pulled the covers back settling the both of us under them and holding her close to me.

“We can take a bath together in the morning and then go and get some breakfast, I’m not the best when it comes to cooking” I told her and she laughed

“I would love that” she said yawning and laying her head on my chest

“Oh and Jungkook”

“Yeah princess?”

“Jimin is gay”


I am sooooooooo sorry this took so long, but it’s the kinkiest thing I have ever written and I am so proud of myself. Also I typed this out on a google document and it came out to be seven pages long!!! Please enjoy! Also, I would like to give a big thank you to all of my amazing followers, I really appreciate you all for continuing to stay with me even though my writing schedule is a load of bullshit, and so I truly thank you all o very much for that and I wish you lots of love! Also request are open and I also do moodboards as well as scenarios and things like that. I’ve been trying to come up with new ideas for stories but I always forget to write them down so that sucks. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy this

yeahishipitbitch  asked:

Hey guys! Thanks for all you do! So in light of their new films (lord help us all) I was wondering if you had any spy/assassins/soldier fics? I've already read the few I found in the tags(: Thank you!

assassin tag and spy tags were updated recently so here’s some military derek

Home Without A Heart by 138andcounting (1/1 | 2,145 | PG13)

Derek leave the Marines due to an injury, and finds himself in a small town in California, Beacon Hills. Not being able to stop helping others, he joins the police, where he meets 18-year-old Stiles Stilinski. A year of dating later, they moved to NY for Stiles to go to college. After dating for two years, Derek get’s an unexpected visitor.

kismet by tryslora (1/1 | 4,954 | PG13)

We met fifteen years ago,” Stiles says. “Then we met again a few days ago, and while it wasn’t exactly groundhog day, there were a lot of things that played out in an extremely similar way. We just had different roles.

Coming Home For Christmas by Nerdy_fangirl_57 (1/1 | 1,780 | G)

Stiles was trying to be the best dad he could be for his little girl after Derek was drafted into the military 3 months ago. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t feel like crying when Alex tells him that all she wants for Christmas is for Santa to bring her papa back home.

Secrets of Surburbia by GiaUrsula (10/10 | 17,338 | R)

Lydia Martin was the Queen Bee of Beacon Hills so it was her job to welcome her husband’s nephew, Derek, and his new wife into the neighbourhood. Derek has returned home after service in Korea to settle down and marry his sweetheart, Gen, who Lydia becomes fast friends with. But after stumbling upon Derek cheating on Gen, she isn’t sure what to think. But who was the man she saw him with? Who is Stiles?

Godspeed by littlefrog1025 (1/1 | 1,824 | PG13)

Sterek version of the first kiss scene from the civil war romance film, COLD MOUNTAIN.

Four Years and a Week

It starts off quite rocky for Beca but there’s a happy ending for our resident badass, don’t worry.

Word Count: 2421


Beca has never been a religious person. In fact, she’s the only one in her family that doesn’t believe in the big guy in the sky. Her father is religious to say the least, Beca has given him the title of ‘Ultimate Bible Basher’. He has never been accepting of her “lifestyle”, he says it’s just a phase. That’s what he said when she first came out to him back in high school. Since that day, it’s just a thing that has been ignored, the big, gay elephant in the room.

Eventually Beca couldn’t take it anymore- the passive aggressiveness, the snide comments, the fact that her own dad acts like she isn’t there, all because of who loves. So, one day Beca finally decided to come out one last time to see if he had changed is opinion. She chose a specific day. The day being when she left for Barden University. She thought “if shit hits the fan worse than before, I don’t have to see him anymore”. That was what she was repeating over in head to keep her from buckling. Her father was a little more less than pleased with what his daughter had confessed, again. That’s why she arrived to Barden in a taxi. She was happier this way. She has always felt alone. She wasn’t really the type to have friends, she tried to stay under the radar.

Even though Beca doesn’t agree with anything her dad has ever said to her about the ‘Homosexual Agenda’ and the fact that she has chosen to be a disgrace to God, it still gets to her. She finds ways of punishing herself for being who she is. She can’t help it, there’s one part of her brain which tells her everything is going to be okay, but another, the most overbearing, tells her that she doesn’t deserve happiness. Most of the time she blocks that voice out, but sometimes she can’t help but believe it. The only way to stop them is by silencing them.
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It was a Thursday morning, the Bellas had their usual rehearsal that started at 8:30 and finished at lunchtime. Beca enjoyed being a part of the acapella group because she actually had some real friends. Beca doesn’t tell anyone her secret because she doesn’t want them to leave her like her one friend did in high school. She knows Cynthia Rose is out, but she can’t seem to follow suit and trust the girls, she knows it will be fine if she does, but Beca is still not okay with it so why would anyone else be.

She definitely wasn’t going to tell Chloe. She doesn’t want to cause awkwardness between them because Chloe is so hands on with her. She’s sure that Chloe’s that way with everyone so she doesn’t want to feel the odd one out. She doesn’t want any of that to change.

The rehearsal goes the same way it usually does. They go through choreography and discuss the competition, the normal stuff. But when they begin dancing, Beca can’t help looking at Chloe when she’s not looking. She tries her hardest to drag her eyes off of her, but Chloe didn’t help the situation by wearing her flattering yoga pants. Chloe knows people stare at her, she likes it. She said to Beca once that she’s “pretty confident about *all this*”.

There’s the voice again

Beca tries her hardest to ignore it but today it’s the loudest it’s been since being back at her dad’s house.

The rehearsal’s finally over. “We should go grab a burger. We’ve definitely earned it” Fat Amy suggests. “We haven’t done anything new today? You sat down for most of it.” Emily chides in. “I was making sure you were doing the right moves Legacy, after all, you did ruin the convention performance with those giraffe legs”. “That was NOT my fault, it was everybody’s. The props were totally unnecessary.”. Amy stands up. “Anyway, I don’t need to justify my need to eat a burger, but just so you all know, I did some vertical running back there and that deserves more than just a burger. I’m letting you off lightly.”. “Fine. Who else is up for something to eat?” All the Bellas but Beca agrees. “Thanks, but I’ve got to work on the set some more.” Beca said half-heartedly, everyone brushed this off as usual Beca behaviour, but not one certain redhead. “More food for me. I’ve got to live up to my name!” Amy cheered. The Bellas went their separate way to Beca. She went back to the house.

Beca finally got to her bedroom, dropped onto her bed, trying to sleep so the voice stops. Sleep wasn’t going to happen, so she decided to take a shower. “This usually works to shut that shithead up”. She gets undressed and stands under the warm water, feeling it roll off her skin, it’s soothing for a while, but the voice comes back.

She’s been here before. The same situation, the same deafening noise. She knows what she has to do to relieve herself of this pain. Beca braces herself as she turns the dial to scorching hot. The steam clouds her vision, she stands under the burning water until she can’t hear the sounds anymore. She gets out the shower, dries herself off, wraps the towel around her body and goes to her room to get dressed. She thought she was still alone in the Bella house, she was wrong. Chloe had come back because she had begun to worry about her friend that she couldn’t concentrate on her food. Amy was all too happy with her leaving early- “more food for me, thanks Ginger!”.

Chloe was sat on Beca’s bed waiting for her to come out of the bathroom, her face lit up when she saw Beca, but dropped when she saw her back. “Beca what happened?”. “I thought you was all out?”. “I was, but you seemed a bit off balance at practice today. I couldn’t keep my mind off of you, so I came back to check up on you. I’m glad I did, your back looks sore.”. “I’m fine I just had a hot shower.”. “We all have hot showers Becs, but that looks like you showered in hell!”. “I’m fine just let me get dressed…”. Beca goes to grab a flannel out of her closet and reveals old scars on her arm, without knowing, Chloe saw it. “Beca, what happened to your arm?” Chloe asked concerned for her. Beca looked down and realised that she unknowingly had her past on show. “errm, you know, I had a feral cat when I was growing up, and one day it sort of attacked me.” She smiled sheepishly. “Becs” Chloe got up from where she was sat and went over to Beca. “That sounds like a great anecdote, but is that true?”. Chloe cared for Beca, too much in the words of Aubrey, but she didn’t want to hear the answer which she knew was going to come out- “It’s fine I don’t do it anymore” Beca said, not looking at Chloe because she knew she’d feel something she shouldn’t. “Oh, Beca”. Chloe embraced Beca and there they stood, in that position, until Beca felt uncomfortable in just a towel. Chloe stayed with Beca the rest of the day. While Beca worked on her music Chloe was finishing her Russian Lit homework. Chloe kept glancing at Beca, who seemed a lot better than earlier, but she still wanted to stay so she wasn’t alone. She wasn’t going to push her to find out why Beca did this to herself. She wasn’t going to bombard her or bring it up until Beca did. Beca usually came around in her own time and spoke to Chloe.
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The next day Chloe woke to find herself still on Beca’s bed, but with the space next to her empty. She went downstairs to find the usual noise and activities that ensued on a Friday morning- Fat Amy convincing Emily that “the way to a man’s heart is through is liver.” Emily didn’t look convinced. “The men in Little Rock fall head over heels for me when I make my jungle juice”. “It’s because you put a deadly amount of alcohol in it, that even the smell of it makes people drunk!” Beca shouts from the other room. Chloe follows Beca’s voice into the living room where she is sat in her usual position with her laptop on her legs, headphones round her neck; while Flo is listing all the exotic diseases she has had. Beca looks up from her phone and notices Chloe, she quickly puts her headphones on and turns the volume up high. Chloe stops in her tracks and decides to give her some space, she’s paranoid that that’s what Beca is planning on doing, avoiding her.

This same thing happens over the next few days, Beca walking into a room, Chloe being in there, she turning around. Beca eventually decided to stay in her room. Her excuse? “I need to finish the set before Christmas”. Chloe just let Beca wait until she was ready to talk about what happened that day.
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A couple of days before Christmas break, Chloe woke up later than usual. Christmas is a very exciting and tiring time for her, especially when she has to constantly keep making cookies because someone *Fat Amy* keeps eating them. “Everyone is probably out shopping for their Secret Santa.”. She thought to herself. Chloe got hers a few weeks in advance, she made sure she had Beca, like she does every year. She layed in bed for a few minutes, revelling in the emptiness of the Bella house until she heard an unfamiliar voice getting louder. Her eyebrow quirked, she got out from her duvet, wearing her reindeer onesie, and went to the top of the stairs to listen out for anything else.

Beca thought everyone was out of the house, that’s why she agreed to meet her father at the Bella house, because she knew Sheila the Step Monster wouldn’t be there with him. She calls the house a ‘breeding ground for gays’. Her father came to reconcile with her because “after all it is Jesus’ birthday” and he told her that he has found the perfect church going man for his daughter if she agrees to come home and forget all about her “phase”. That was the breaking point for Beca. “For God’s sake dad! This is not a phase! This is who I am, I can’t change that.” She paused, thinking of what to say next. “You either have a gay daughter or no daughter at all. Your choice.”. “If that’s what you have decided then I guess we won’t be seeing you.”. Beca was a little shaken by his answer. She was looking for a little glimmer of hope that she would have a family again. But that wasn’t the case. He reached out his hand to shake hers, she didn’t move, he sighed and went to leave- “Goodbye Rebeca”. The door shut. Beca fell and held herself up on the kitchen island, gasping for air. She began to sob, her head in her hands.

Chloe ran down the stairs as quick as she could, she stopped, she held Beca. Beca didn’t care anymore about people knowing her secret because she has nothing left to lose, she just lost the only family she’s ever had. After Beca’s breathing had finally calmed down, Chloe holding her the entire time. Beca finally spoke. “How much of that did you hear?”. “I heard the tail end of it”. “So, I guess you know what’s wrong with me then” Beca mumbled, sniffling. Chloe made sure she looked her in the eyes, wiping away Beca’s tears. “There is absolutely NOTHING wrong with being who you are, and loving who you love!”. “That’s easy for you to say, you don’t have to deal with people talking about you, calling you names, all because you’re gay…” Beca looked down as she said it. “Why do you say that?”. “Well you’re straight. You’ve been with Tom since I was in Freshman year.”. Chloe began to laugh. “Beca, me and Tom were just shower buddies, and the last time I checked, I am certainly not straight”. Beca looked up so quickly she may have got whiplash. “What? You’re telling me that you aren’t into dudes?”. “Well, I am into men”. Beca almost did an ‘I told you so face’. “But I am also into women.”. Beca’s nose crinkled up. “So you’re telling me that you’re bi?”. “I guess that is what I am doing.”. “Why didn’t you tell me?”. “I thought you already knew, and I’m not really a huge fan of labelling sexuality.”. “How would I already know? You’ve never actually told me.”. “I guess that’s true, but I’m so touchy-feely with you, I thought you would’ve at least wondered.”. “I guess, but I didn’t know that you are into girls too. Did you know that I wasn’t into guys?”. “Oh, come on, it’s not that hard for you. I get that stereotyping is bad and all, but you wear flannel like all the time and-”. “Okay, okay, I get it.” Chloe starts giggling “So I guess that means everyone else knows.”. “Don’t worry about what anyone else thinks. The Bellas are practically all as straight as roundabouts.”. She nudges Beca on the arm. “Jessica and Ashley are basically married, Cynthia Rose is, well, Cynthia Rose, and Stacie and Aubrey are not so secretly getting it on. I guess you’re just blind about anything that’s going on around you.”. “Hey! I am not.”. “If you’re so observant, Miss Mitchell, how have you not noticed that I’ve been flirting with you?”. “What?! Are you being serious?” Chloe nods mischievously “Oh.”. There was a comfortable silence. Beca finally built the courage to ask what she had wanted to ask for a while. “Chloe Beale, will you go on a date with me?”. “Of course!”. “Next week?”. “Sure Becs. What difference will a week make compared to four years?” She smiled, kissed Beca on the cheek and slapped her ass as she skipped upstairs to get changed. Beca mentally kicked herself ‘Four years. She’s been flirting with you for four years you dumbass…’.

Pepper Up, Peppermint

Sixth year Lily is home, sick, at Christmas. Can a visit from her friends cheer her up? A jily secret santa gift for @ihopeyoucanseemesmiling who requested fluffy Christmas jily. Merry Christmas!

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The jolly chime of the doorbell cut through Lily’s medicine-induced fog, rousing her. Even after the last echoes died away, she made no move from her nest on the sofa. She was closest to the door, sure, but she was also closest to death.

Exempt by default—let the healthy people handle it.

Except no one came, and the doorbell rang again. Lily winced. She’d never before fully appreciated the horror that was her parents’ novelty chime.

“Lily,” another horror—her sister—called from the back of the house, “get off your arse and answer that!”

“I’m sick,” Lily croaked. Or tried to, instead breaking off into a violent cough.

When the door rang again, Lily wished death upon her tormenter.

“I’m baking!”

(More like barking.)

The doorbell rang again—what kind of savage?

“Lily, bloody get that!”

“I’m ill!”

“If you were that ill, you’d be in bed rather than infecting us all.”

Lily propped up on her elbows, the better to yell. “I’m sick on Christmas, and you’re worried about germs?”

Christmas Eve, technically speaking, but wasn’t it close enough?

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