Not Me Forgetting To Post Day Eleven Because I'm Too Occupied Writing A Mattheo X Reader Fic Lmao, This

not me forgetting to post day eleven because i'm too occupied writing a mattheo x reader fic lmao, this is truly embarrassing 🤡

DAY 13: FELIZ NAVIDAD

pairing: platonic!slytherin group x fem!reader

summary: the reader, who is obsessed with christmas wants to do something her friends aren't particularly happy about.

warnings; none

notes: sorry that i only post now, i didn't have internet for the past two days and thought i had scheduled the christmas calender posts, but it seems that something went wrong anyway, so i apologize

"why are we doing this again?" draco muttered as he watched enzo open the box he had helped you bring into the common room.

"it makes her happy" pansy was sitting next to him, her arms crossed.

"well, it makes me miserable" blaise let himself fall into the cushion and almost onto draco, who dove to the side just a second before.

"look where you plant your arse, you idiot!" he shrieked annoyed.

"this is the worst thing ever" mattheo was rolling himself a cigarette as he watched you across the room.

you were laughing at something theo said, while enzo was still busy opening the package your grandma had send. the two were the only ones who you got to help you with all of this. the rest of the boys and pansy didn't really know why they were here in the first place, but they all knew you were so happy about it, so not one of them dared to leave.

you let out a happy sound when the lid finally flew open. what you picked out next was making the rest of your friends look away in dread.

"i'm not wearing that" draco stated almost immediately.

"neither am i" blaise added

"oh come on" you were now holding the sweater in their direction "you would all look so handsome in them"

"did your grandma knit one for each of us?" theo asked as he took a look into the box.

"of course!" you smiled "she loves christmas just as much as me! and she likes all of you so much since you spend the summer, so she insisted on doing that"

"that was probably so much work" enzo took another sweater out and traced the pattern with his finger "half double crochet huh?"

all of you send him confused looks.

"my grandma used to do crochet" he mumbled, before he quickly folded the sweater and put it back into the box

blaise stood up from the couch and took a closer look on the sweater still in your hand. "grandma chrissie really did that?" he asked, while tearing up a bit "for us?"

"oh calm down, you moron" draco rolled his eyes.

"would you please put them on? for me?" you pleaded and did that look with your eyes your friends hated. it made the part of you stand out, that had also fitted into hufflepuff, before the sorting hat had ulitmately put you in slytherin.

"y/n" mattheo sighed

pansy shrugged and stood up from the couch. "i guess it's kind of cute" she simply said, before she took her sweater out of the box.

as if to not raise much awareness, blaise softly took his sweater out of your hands. theo and enzo searched for theirs silently and mattheo and draco looked at each other, silently fighting who was breaking first.

"sure" draco said bitterly and mattheo laughed in triumph.

each of your friends put their sweater on and you did the same. "now sit down!" you instructed "we're going to take a picture"

"do we have to?" blaise whined.

"for grandma chrissie?" enzo asked and you nodded, which made your friends hesitantly agree.

you set up the camera and directed your friends to sit on or stand behind the couch. then you sat down in the free spot in the middle, smiling brightly. "i hope you are all smiling" you mumbled and your friends did as instructed, to your surprise, without a single word of protest.

the camera signaled with a click that the photo had been taken and you laughed, clapping your hands. before you hugged theo tightly (he was the closest to you) "thank you guys"

without them really wanting it, mattheo, draco, pansy, blaise and theo had to smile at your enthusiasm and the childlike happiness that bubbled out of you. enzo smiled too, but he wanted it.

the picture was printed and send to grandma chrissie, where it found a permanent place on her fridge.

season 4 of stranger things took a toll on all of us, it's okay pookie ❤️

where did all your eddie munson fics go :( i loved them sm

posting those was a moment of weakness for me and I’ve since reconciled with God

nicky is literally the cutest and my baby 🥹💗

moots appreciation post

this is not for anyone specifically

this is for all of you

thank you for being there for me and for existing in general

I'm really proud of you and I couldn't be luckier

being moots with every one of you is something else

I'm always here if you need anything

my dms are always open

thank you for everything and I love you all so so much

xo,

nicky <3

DAY 11: JINGLE BELLS

pairing: theo nott x fem!reader

summary: you and theo bake gingerbread cookies for christmas

warnings: none

note: it’s literally so embarrassing that i forgot to post this because i was busy writing about mattheo riddle 🥲

"where are we going?" you were dragging theo through the castle. he held onto your hand like his life depended on it, you were moving along quickly and he was scared to lose you in the crowd of students.

"the kitchen" he wasn't sure if he had heard you right.

but just as he was about to question it, you came to a halt in front of a portrait of fruit. he watched in silence as you tickled the pear and the portrait swung to the side, revealing a secret entrance.

you closed the door behind the two of you and theo wondered how you had even come to find this place.

"welcome to the kitchen" you said jokingly.

"miss y/n!" a house elf appeared in front of the two of you suddenly.

"dobby!" you said smiling and shook the elfs hand. "this is my boyfriend, theo"

"hello" theo mirrored your action and shook the fragile hand. "it's nice to meet you"

dobby smiled widely "dobby heard a lot about you, master" he looked to you quickly, unsure if he had said too much, but before he could even start worrying you laughed.

"i told dobby all about you"

"i see" theo nodded.

dobby softly took your hand, leading you along the rows of tables. "dobby allowed himself to make everything ready" he explained

"thank you dobby" you gushed, as you saw that he had put out everything you needed. you hugged the elf and dobby smiled proudly.

"of course, miss y/n" he grinned "dobby will be off cleaning, just call him if you need anything"

before you could say another word, the house elf snapped his fingers and disappeared into thin air.

"isn't he cute?" you asked theo, who nodded and smiled about your unusual friendship with a house elf.

"do you come her often?"

you nodded "a few times a week, as you know, i love to bake and the elfs said i was allowed to do it here"

"that's very kind of them"

"yes it is" you pointed to the things on the table "shall we start?"

"start with what exactly?" theo asked "you haven't told me anything since you basically dragged me out of my common room"

you smiled sneekily. "baking of course, silly" you took the bowl and started filling it with flour. "gingerbread cookies"

the confusion still hadn't left theo's face. "how do you make them?"

"have you never baked cookies?" he frowned and your smile faded quickly "oh, sorry"

"no" he quickly shook his head, obviously feeling bad about killing the mood with his past. "it's not too late to learn, is it?" he joked and you relaxed.

"of course not" you kissed his cheek, silently apologizing "luckily you have the greatest gingerbread cookie baker with you"

"yeah?" theo looked around "where are they?"

you giggled and theo was glad that you were smiling again. that was most important.

"me of course" you held the sugar in theos direction "now add some sugar, sugar"

theo cringed and you had to laugh at the cheesiness. "that was terrible"

"yeah" you agreed "luckily you're already my boyfriend"

the baking was quicker than you had anticipated and suddenly the both of you were sitting next to each other, decorating the cookies. while you stuck to a strict green, white and red color scheme, theo's cookies looked like they had fallen into a rainbow. he didn't really pay attention if the colors matched, if he wanted to use green, purple and pink together, he would.

to your astonishment he actually enyjoyed it and even wined when you were finished.

"can't we make more?" he asked and you shook your head laughing.

"we already made like a hundred" you reminded, dragging him to the exit of the kitchen, a box filled with cookies under your arm. you had left a few on a plate in the kitchen for the house elfs to eat. you looked at theo. "and don't think i didn't notice you secretely eating about ten"

"what? i didn't!" he protested.

you looked at him with raised brows and pointed to his mouth "there's icing on your lip" you outstretched a finger, wiping off the sugar loaded substance and put it in your mouth.

"fine" theo admitted "you got me"

"see!" you giggled. he grabbed you face quickly, making you shriek and giggle, before he kissed you. the kiss was sweet, tasting like icing and cookies and if you were responsible for creating lip stick flavors it would be the way theo tasted right now.

"sweet" theo said after he had broken the kiss "just like you" he tapped your nose and both of you scrunched your noses in disgust at the cheesiness.

"thats was terrible" you pointed an accusing finger at it

"yeah" he agreed "luckily you're already my girlfriend" he put his arm around you, finally walking back to your common room. "and now give me one of these delicious cookies please"

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hehe i’m glad someone caught it! 😂😋

DAY 12: SNOWMAN

pairing: george karim x fem!reader

summary: a situation in which you are trapped, causes george and you to confess

warnings: none

you were sitting down in the kitchen, sipping your tea. lucy and lockwood were out, trying to get information about the new case, while george was in the archives and you were already trying to note down anything you had found in the books of lockwoods own library.

“stupid bobby” the front door shut loudly “stupid fittes team”

“woah” you said, standing from your seat and holding up your hands at george, trying to calm him down a bit. "what happened?"

"nothing" he sat down in his usual seat, defeated.

"that can't be true" you smiled, shaking your head

"fine" he said, standing up and filling the kettle with water "bobby said a few things about you"

"he did?" you wondered, as your eyes followed him around the kitchen.

"yeah" he put the kettle on the stove "said you two were pretty close and that he would ask you on a date these days"

"huh" you nodded "i suppose we talk now and then, but close..?" you left the rest of the sentence unfinished, trying to think about a situation which would assume that bobby and you had indeed something going on.

"are you going to say yes?" george had reached for your mug to fill it up with the fresh tea.

"thank you" you smiled as he put it down in front of you "to what?"

"to the date" george sat down across from you.

"hm.. no" you shook your head "i don't like bobby like that"

"kipps said something else"

"kipps?" you repeated baffled "how is everyone suddenly involved in this?"

george just shrugged.

you sighed. "what did kipps say?"

"he said that you were always looking at bobby as if you were in love with him"

your eyes widened and you leaned forward "i'm looking at bobby as if i was in love with him?" you repeated.

george thought you had asked him and shook his head "not that i noticed, and that's exactly what i said. i told them to stop talking rubbish and focus on their own personal affairs"

"thank you" you nodded, before you suddenly remembered, why anyone would think that "oh"

"what is it?" george asked confused.

"i think i now why they thought this"

"you do?" george scrunched his eyesbrows together and seemed less relaxed than before.

"yeah, i do quite often look at bobby" you were smiling now, amused "but not because i'm in love with him"

"no?"

"no" you shook your head, laughing "i think he does look awfully lot like that boy who plays spider-man"

"huh" george leaned back in his seat, thinking about what you had just said, then he began to smile as well "you're right" his hand rushed forward to high-five you, but his elbow accidently hit his mug, which caused the tea to spill all over the table and your jeans

"oh shit" george had quickly stumbled onto his feet, turning around to the counter, to grab some paper towels, but there weren't any left.

"seems like lockwood forgot to fill them again" you sighed, standing up "i'll grab some"

you walked down to the basement, george hot on your heels. "you shouldn't have to get them" he said guilty "it was my fault, you should've stayed upstairs"

"don't worry" you smiled, handing him the padlock of the high security room, where you now also stored things for the kitchen occassionally.

"no, i'm sorry. those are your favorite jeans, and i ruined them" while you were searching through the stuff from your last shopping trip, george put the padlock into the door, so he could help you.

"they should be in the yellow bag" he said from next to you

"yes!" you smiled as you took them out "lockwood really didn't put away anything from when he went shopping"

"typical" george shook his head.

you walked back to the door, but stopped in your tracks when you noticed it was locked.

"what is it?" george asked from behind you, unsure why you stopped before leaving the room-

"the door is locked" you replied, without turning around, while you inspected it closer "i think the padlock must've accidently closed"

"shit" george said for the second time in twenty minutes "now we have to wait for lockwood and lucy to pass the key through"

"don't you have one?"

george shook his head "lockwood took it to bring the groceries down here"

"amazing" you smiled sarcastically, before you grabbed an old blanket and put it on the ground for george and you to sit on. you both leaned against the wall enjoying the comfortable silence.

"when do you think--"

"i have to tell you--"

you both started to speak at the same time. "sorry" both of you muttered apologetically.

"what did you want to say?" george asked, but you shook your head.

"you go first" you smiled "what you had to say sounded much more interesting"

"hmm" george hummed, not quiet sure if he still wanted to say what he did a second before. he then decided to be brave "i wanted to tell you for a long time now, but i like you, like like you. more than a friend" he winced, quickly closing his eyes, so he didn't have to look at how you reacted to his statement.

"george" you said and he opened his eyes. the smile on your face almost made him want to close them again. now came probably the time you would love at him and he could even escape your mockery. "are you kidding?" you asked instead of laughing and he looked up in surprise "are you really scared of how i would react? i thought i made it pretty clear that i like you more than a friend too"

"you do?"

"of course, silly" you laughed and he breathed a sigh of relief

"thank god" he smiled "that could've gone so south, considering we live in the same house and are currently locked in a room together"

"true" you pecked his lips like it was the most natural thing to do and his eyes widened. then you got up from the ground.

"what are you doing?" he was close behind you

"don't you hear that?" you pointed to the ceiling and really, george could faintly make out lockwoods talking.

"they're back" he said and you nodded

"how about you accompany me to my room and we continue our conversation as soon as lockwoods hears our calling"

"i'd love to" george said smiling and you both starting banging on the door.

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