Prompt: “Oh, wow. I thought everyone was gone for the day and no one would hear me belting out carols at the top of my lungs but here we are.”
Word Count: 528
Requester: Anonymous
Holiday Flash Fic Prompts Here!
“Hellooo,” you called into the office. Trevor had left a little less than an hour ago, the last one out of the office but you still wanted to be sure.
You dropped the box of decorations and hooked up your phone up to the bluetooth speaker and instantly put on your Christmas playlist.
You started humming as you began to hang up some garland. It wasn’t long before the office was gleaming and you were belting out songs.
Your favorite song came on so you paused the decorating and took a minute to actually dance around. You knew your singing was very off key and you were so thankful to be alone.
At least you thought you were until the song ended and you heard a slow clap behind you. You shrieked in surprise and spun around to see Michael standing there smirking.
“I’m so sorry. I thought I was alone,” you clutched your chest.
Michael snickered and you could feel yourself blushing, “Clearly. Me and Gavin were trying to sneak in some Play Pals.”
“Oh,” was all you said running over to your phone to pause the music. “I’m so sorry. Trevor said everyone was gone for the day. I wanted to surprise everyone with some decorations.”
Michael’s smile became more genuine, “You actually killed it. Very festive. And we were going to go home but Gavin and I really wanted to finish our game so we came back after grabbing a bite.”
“I’ll keep the music down and my awful singing to a minimum,” you told him, turning the speaker down before turning the music on again.
Michael didn’t leave though, in fact, he moved into the room letting the door shut behind him, “It’s way better than Gavin’s singing though he doesn’t know half the songs and he certainly isn’t as cute.”
That caused you to blush and turn your attention back to the box of decorations. Michael slid up next to you, “I never knew you were so into Christmas.”
You tucked some hair behind your ear before bravely looking over at Michael, “It’s my favorite holiday. Plus I like spreading some holiday joy.”
“If I knew you liked Christmas I would have used that to my advantage before,” Michael crossed his arms and gave you a cheeky smile.
“Oh, how so?” you gave him your attention, willing yourself not to blush again.
He put an arm around you and pulled you in close, “I would have invited you to watch Christmas movies at my place and I can make you some hot cocoa.”
You bit back a smile and bravely replied, “You still can.”
Michael chuckled, “Alright then, my place it is. Say after we’re both done in an hour-ish. And don’t even tell me it’s late. Tomorrow’s Saturday and we can both sleep in.”
It was your turn to laugh, “Fair enough. You got a deal.”
Michael gave you a proud smile and turned the speaker up just a little as you gave him a curious look, “Loud enough I can hear you but quiet enough the mics won’t pick you up. I like your, as you put it, ‘awful singing’.”
Prompt: “I’m too short to get the star on the top of the tree and oh my, you’re lifting me up.”
Word Count: 662
Requester: @whysamwhy123
Holiday Flash Fic Prompts Here!
You gave Jeremy a shy smile as you both came up to the Achievement Hunter Christmas tree to hang ornaments. Jeremy waggled his eyebrows at you and held up a Garbo decoration a fan had sent in.
You giggled, “Why am I not surprised?” You leaned in a little closer, “That’s actually really well made.”
“A popular choice for fan made ornaments but this is one of the nicer ones. Hey, did you see yours yet?” Jeremy asked placing the decor on the tree and turning back to his pile.
“My what?” He gave him a confused look as you placed your ornament.
Jeremy shuffled around in the pile beside him before turning and handing you a small ornament. It took you a moment to see what it was but you gasped as you realized it was your GTA character that you occasionally played in videos. It wasn’t the best made piece ever sent in but it was the first one you had gotten of your character. You hugged the ornament to your chest.
“Can I see yours?” you asked.
Jeremy smiled knowingly, “I don’t have one. None of us do, at least not by that fan. The card is really sweet too.” Jeremy passed over a handmade Christmas card.
You took it carefully, reading over the kind words of a fan who mentioned how much they loved seeing you on camera and would love to see you more. You tucked the card away and made a mental note to write back. You hung your ornament up and stepped back looking at the finished tree.
“All it needs is the star,” Michael smirked, nodding at your handy work. You held out your hand but Michael shook his head, “No. This honor is all Jeremy’s.” He passed the tree topper over.
Jeremy just shrugged and went to reach for a chair. That was until Gavin pulled out his phone and challenged him, “Bet you can’t get it on top without climbing on anything.
“Oh. Ho. You’re on,” Jeremy smirked and instantly tried throwing the star at the top of the tree.
After a few attempts, Jeremy started making a jump for it, though all that he managed to do was knock a good amount of ornaments off and bend the star. He started looking for something he could shoot the star to the top of the tree when you decided enough was enough.
You grabbed Jeremy and lifted him to the tree, him shouting the entire time. You knew he didn’t like being picked up but for the camera, he could deal.
“Oh, shut up and just put the star on. You’re heavy,” you told him. You were so thankful for Lindsay pushing you to go to the gym because that man was a lot of muscle packed into a small body.
The room busted up laughing as Jeremy grumbled, “There it’s on.”
“Oh thank you,” you sighed and took a step back to let Jeremy down but your foot landed on one of the baubles he had knocked down earlier. You slipped and both of you went tumbling to the ground.
“Oh my god! Are you okay?” Jeremy asked as he tried to scramble off of you but basically ended up straddled over you.
You smiled and laughed a little, “Actually pretty good.”
Jeremy chuckled and got off of you, “Come on. Let’s get you up.” He held out his hand. You sat up and took his hand but he pulled you up a little too hard and the two of you came chest to chest. His hands coming around your waist to steady you. You started to lean in and so did he until a loud whooping caused the two of you to jump apart and remember you weren’t the only ones in the room.
“Oh smooth, Gavin,” Michael tossed a pillow at him, “They were finally going to kiss!”
The two of you looked away from each other, blushing madly.
Prompt: “Why are they cheering? Look up? Oh, is that mistletoe?”
Word Count: 514
Requester: Anonymous
Holiday Flash Fic Prompts Here!
You stood in the corner, sipping your spike-free punch. You had no idea why your friend had dragged you to this party. You were so much more the stay in kind or if you were going out it was to a quiet movie or coffee shop, not a loud holiday party.
Just as you were wondering how early you could slip away you saw the exact reason you were brought here, spite your protests. A flash a familiar blonde hair and a bubbly laugh that made your heart skip beats.
You looked for your friend who you instantly locked eyes with as you found them. They were clearly waiting for you to notice the whole party. They gave you a sheepish grin. You pointed to the door and they shook their head with a look of panic, quickly pushing through the crowd to get to you.
You thought about making a run to the door but ultimately decided it wasn’t worth it and just tried to make yourself smaller in the corner.
“Look,” Blaine started as he finally broke through to you, “I know parties aren’t your thing but when Barbara said she was coming I figured it’d be a good time to flirt it up.”
Your crush on Blaine’s coworker was no secret but still, you sighed, “Really? Have you met me?”
He shrugged, “Well, I volunteered to drive so you could have a little liquid courage.”
You gave him a look but glanced towards the kitchen, “I guess if I’m staying.”
“Great! What are you having? I’ll get it for you,” Blaine offered, taking your cup.
You laughed and shook your head as you took your cup back, “Oh no. I can get it. Last time you made me a drink it was more vodka than the actual drink.”
You made your way through the living room carefully though you were so focused on the rest of the room you didn’t know what was happening in front of you. Which is exactly why you ran smack dab into someone in the doorway of the kitchen.
“I’m so sorry,” they said, arms going around you to steady you.
“No, it’s all my fault,” you trailed off as you saw who was holding you. You could have sworn you saw her blush before you looked away. You were too afraid to look up to confirm.
You only did look up when you heard a few people hollering and cheering. You looked out into the party and saw the focus was slowly turned towards the two of you, “What are they…”
You stopped as you saw Blaine gesture to look up. You had a feeling you knew what was already there but the both of you still looked upward. Your fears confirmed. Mistletoe.
As the cheering grew louder you finally looked at Barbara and she was blushing but she shrugged, “We can’t disappoint.”
You smiled shyly, “Well, when you put it that way.”
You stood on toes to pull her closer, her lips crashing down onto yours, causing the room to cheer even louder.
I decided to go all out again and do holiday flash fics much like I did last year. Once again I will only do each prompt one time and I will only write for each person once (though FAHC Michael and Michael can both be requested as with the rest of the crew and any of the other fake crews). I will also not be doing any of RWBY, RVB, Camp Camp or any other animated characters with the exception of David from Camp Camp (sorry I have a soft spot for him).
Once a prompt is taken I’ll put a name of who next to it. And if you need a list of who I write check here!
Now, I’m still doing my number prompts I reblogged from the other day so please if you make a request please put in the request either the full prompt or that it's for the holiday flash fics! Thank you!
“Why are they cheering? Look up? Oh, is that mistletoe?” - Barbara Dunkelman
“Oh, wow. I thought everyone was gone for the day and no one would hear me belting out carols at the top of my lungs but here we are.” - Michael Jones
“You are the worst gift wrapper I have ever seen. Here. Let me help you.” - Zach Kornfeld
“I’m too short to get the star on the top of the tree and oh my, you’re lifting me up.” - Jeremy Dooley
“I’m not the Grinch. I just think decorating my office is dumb and Christmas music sucks.” - Geoff Ramsey
“You wrapped yourself as a present for a joke but honestly you’re the best gift I’ve ever gotten.” - Trevor Collins
“Uh oh. I think I used salt instead of sugar in the cookies.” - Miles Luna
“Someone totally spiked the eggnog but I didn’t notice until I was about four glasses too deep.” - Stan Lewis
“That is not an odd Christmas tradition.” - Andrew Ilnyckyj
“We can put our lifelong feud on hold since the power is out at your place and it’s freezing and I have the best hot chocolate on the block.” - Josh Flanagan
“That #1 Dad sweater isn’t a joke.” - Arin Hanson
“I brought you as a date to the Christmas party to make my ex jealous so remind me why we’re in a broom closet making out with abandon.” - Shane Madej
“This isn’t a Hallmark Christmas movie.” - Fake Chop Brett Hundley
"I tore my dress. I spilled punch on myself. And the guy I’ve been crushing on turned me down so yeah I had a ‘great’ time at the Christmas party.” - Tyler Coe
“You said Santa costume. You didn’t say it couldn’t be sexy.” - Lawrence Sonntag
"Did you seriously just eat all the chocolates out of the advent calendar?”
“Come on. I don’t care how old we are we need to write letters to Santa.” - Lindsay Jones
“I love your Christmas spirit but your lights are so bright they are keeping me awake at night.” - FAHC Alfredo Diaz
"You broke up with me last Christmas and now you want me back this Christmas?”
“I was your Secret Santa and I made something super sentimental but now I’m embarrassed because it looks like everyone else just gave gift cards.” - James Wilson
“I was going to yell at you for making my kid cry but damn you are one hot mall Santa.”
“Hey, wait a minute. The power’s not out. You were just using this as an excuse to snuggle.” - Alfredo Diaz
“You know the idea of Santa is pretty creepy. A fat man breaking into your home. Eating your food and watching you sleep.” - Gavin Free
“I brought you to Christmas dinner because I didn’t want you to be alone for the holiday but now my mom thinks we’re dating and you thought it’d be funny to go along with it.” - FACH Jeremy Dooley
Christmas Proposal
“You can’t take down the decorations yet! Christmas was only yesterday.” - Brett Hundley
“I’m so sorry. I did not mean to hit you. The big snowball was for my friend, not you, the cute passerby.” - Aleks Marchant
“You’re freezing. Here. Take my jacket.” - Ryan Haywood
“I’m guessing I had too much champagne because I don’t remember the night before but I’m not complaining since I woke up in your bed.” - Elyse & James Willems
“Staying in just the two of us sounds like a much better night than going out.” - FAHC Trevor Collins
Prompt: “We can put our lifelong feud on hold since the power is out at your place and it’s freezing and I have the best hot chocolate on the block.”
Word Count: 543
Requester: Anonymous
Holiday Flash Fic Prompts Here!
You rubbed your hands together trying to stay warm as you paced back and forth in your living room. You had heard moving around was better than just sitting when it came to staying warm.
Of course, the power had to go on literally the coldest day of the year so far and at night too. Your apartment was cheap and wasn’t very insulated so the cold set in quick. You were also cheap and didn’t have the heater turned up very high, which now you were cursing yourself for. You were going to blast that thing as soon as the electric company did their job, damned be your bill.
There was a pounding from the floor and you knew it was your downstairs neighbor. You stomped on the floor back.
“I’m not trying to keep you up! I’m just fucking freezing!” you shouted at the floor. “Turn the heat on and I’ll stop!”
There was one more bang on the floor and you rolled your eyes. You thought about putting on some heels and stomping around your apartment. A shiver down your spine stopped you from heading to your closet though and instead you went down the hall to see if you could find another blanket.
A few minutes later there was a knock at your door. You sighed and dug yourself out of the pile of junk you had waded yourself into.
“Coming!” you shouted.
You wish you would have looked before you answered because as soon as the door swung open you frowned.
“What do you want?” you asked without even trying to hide your disdain for your downstairs neighbor.
He chuckled and held up a large thermos, “Heard you said you were cold and I have the best hot chocolate.”
You narrowed your eyes at him, “What game are you playing at, Flanagan.”
He gave you another smile and when you didn’t return it, realization dawned on him, “Oh, wait. You don’t think I actually hate you do you?”
“Uh yeah,” you crossed your arms and gave him a confused look, “The banging on the floor, the glares across the complex at me, the claiming I steal your parking spot, which the spots are assigned anyway so I don’t get that.”
“Oh, my god! I’m so sorry! I guess I should have actually introduced myself at some point and made sure you knew I was joking. I thought you were in on it. You’re just so pretty and I always get tongue-tied actually talking to you and look at me now, babbling,” he rambled.
You tried to hide your blush as you slowly uncrossed your arms, “Hot chocolate, huh?”
You stepped aside and Josh strolled in with a big smile. You tried not to think about how cute it was.
“You know to really warm up, body heat is the best way,” he commented, taking a seat on your coach.
You let out a loud laugh, “Don’t push it.”
A few hours later though, you were all snuggled up under a blanket together.
“Wait, a minute, how did you make hot chocolate with the power out?” you questioned.
“Never said I made it. The gas station on the corner still has power,” he gave you a cheeky smile.
Prompt: “This may be the champagne talking but you look really hot all dressed up.”
Word Count: 462
Requester: Anonymous
“You might want to slow down there,” Ryan chuckled as you were downing your third glass of champagne.
“It’s a New Year’s party. We need to live a little. Blend in and that includes drinking,” you reminded him.
“Yes but remember you’re at a nice event, not a frat party,” Geoff buzzed in your ear from the coms. “We need you sharp as a lookout.”
You rolled your eyes and Ryan bit back his laughter at your clear annoyance.
“Guards are still all in position, still rotating every hour, still posted at every entrance to the rest of the museum and still none of them actually going into the museum,” you reported. You could have done your job as lookout blindfolded but that never stopped Geoff from lecturing you. To be fair you were the newest in the crew but you’ve known Geoff much longer than that and had no problem sassing him.
You just heard a heavy sigh on the other side of your earpiece followed by, “We’re going in, in five.”
“It was quiet after that so you busied yourself with another glass of champagne. Though after a few sips Ryan took it out of your hands and set it on the bar counter and took your hand, “Come on.”
“We need to watch the doors,” you reminded.
“They’ll be fine,” Ryan gave your hand a soft squeeze.
You looked back at the doors and there was some talk from the crew communicating with one another but everything sounded okay so you followed Ryan upstairs and out onto a balcony.
“I didn’t even know this was here,” you gasped as you looked out on the city.
Ryan shrugged, “There’s always a balcony or at least rooftop access. People love their views of the city.”
The two of you fell into a comfortable silence. Ryan turned off his earpiece and you followed suit, “What’s up?”
“This may be the champagne talking but you look really hot all dressed up, I mean, gorgeous. Wow, it really must be the champagne,” Ryan scrambled all over himself. “That sounded so much better in my head.”
You snorted, “I thought I was the one drinking.”
“You were,” Ryan chuckled.
You just smiled and pulled him closer, “This might just be the champagne talking but…” You finished with a soft kiss.
Ryan didn’t even hesitate to kiss you back hungrily.
The two of you could have easily stayed like that for hours but an alarm went off pulling you apart.
“Not even gone two minutes,” you sighed and clicked your earpiece back on just in time to hear Geoff screaming your name.
“What did you fuckers do now?” you asked. Ryan laughed and took your hand once again as the two of you went into action.
A/N: So this is kind of a one off of a plot @chefgeofframsay and I have roughly plotted out. It’ll be awhile before a full fic comes out. It works as a stand alone but I think you’ll all see how well it ties in when it comes out.
“What are you wearing?” you snorted as an angry looking Trevor marched in, wearing a dirty Santa suit. Michael filed in after him looking exasperated and a tired looking Geoff followed.
“What am I wearing? What am I wearing?!” Trevor shouted, shooting you a look but your smile only grew as his anger did, “I don’t know Y/N didn’t you tell me we were heading to a holiday party?”
You started giggling. You knew you had left some details out especially after Trevor said you couldn’t go but you played innocent, “Yeah. At a gala at a swanky hotel, not a strip mall.”
Trevor’s eyes narrowed at you, “You knew, didn’t you?! Goddammit!” He threw his Santa hat on the ground and marched off to his room.
You were still amused but your smile fell a little, “You at least got the loot right?”
Michael nodded as Geoff wandered off, “We had to improvise a little but we got the job done.”
You looked down the hall where Trevor had marched off to, “Should I go talk to him?”
“Probably not but I know you’re going to do it anyway so go,” Michael waved you off.
You rolled your eyes but headed to Trevor’s room. To say the two of you had a complicated relationship was an understatement. Fighting one minute and making up the next, sometimes even picking new fights as you were making up from the last.
Trevor was sitting at the edge of his bed, pulling off his boots as you entered. He looked up when the door clicked shut behind you. You made sure to lock the door before you walked over.
“I’m really not in the mood,” Trevor sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Though as you straddled his lap his hands found your hips with ease.
“Really?” you asked, arms going around his neck as you pressed soft, slow kisses to his jaw. You nipped his earlobe, “But I’ve been really naughty this year and I was hoping I could maybe convince you how nice I can be.”
You rolled your hips against Trevor’s eliciting a moan from him.
His grip tightened on your hips, “Oh, Baby Girl I know how nice you can be, not very, but let’s talk about you being naughty.”
He bit his lip, looking up at you with his big brown eyes. You smirked and pushed him down onto the bed, “Better yet, why don’t I show you?”
Prompt: “I forgot to buy the person I like a gift and it’s Christmas Eve and I need your help. I just didn’t tell you I needed your help because it’s for you.”
Word Count: 772
Requester: @tardisgrump
“You do this every year. I thought you said you were done, Jeremy. It’s Christmas Eve. Why did you save all your shopping until last minute?” you sighed as your best friend dragged you into yet another store.
“I didn’t and I was! I just, well, I just- This last one is special and I need help,” he stammered.
“Who are we even shopping for? Your mom?” Jeremy hesitated and shook his head and you let out a gasp, “Is this for a girl?! Jeremy Dooley do you have a crush? Who is it?!”
“I- Uh, yes but no I’m not telling you,” he made a face and busied himself looking at scarves.
“Is this about that time I blabbed about the girl Matt liked,” you crossed your arms.
Jeremy’s face up like you gave him an idea, “Yes! That’s it. Just, I’ll tell you after Christmas.”
You huffed but you didn’t argue. It was fair, you weren’t great at keeping secrets. You did, however, snatch the scarf from his hand and put it back on the rack. When Jeremy shot you a look you explained, “Listen, if this girl is special to you then a scarf is not going to cut it. But to help you pick the right gift, what is she like?”
Jeremy’s whole face lit up and it was honestly one of the cutest things you’ve ever seen. He began to babble, “Well, she’s sweet but sort of sassy. She’s independent and won’t take shit from anyone. She’s even put me in my place a few times. She’s perfect and-”
You laughed, trying to cut him off. You were a little jealous of Jeremy’s heart eyes for this girl but you could tell this was really important to him, “Jeremy!”
“Huh?” he looked over at you as if suddenly remembering you were there.
“I meant more along the lines of what does she like so we can narrow down her gift,” you explained.
“Oh, uh,” his cheeks started to become rosy as he tried to find an answer. Finally, he settled on, “I don’t know. She’s a lot like you, likes the same stuff as you. What would you like?”
You rolled your eyes and started to wander the department store thoughtfully, “I mean you can always get her a video game or something custom with like her name on it but if a guy liked me I would want something kind of not expected but still sweet.”
You began to eye the jewelry case. “That one! That’s the gift I’d want,” you pointed to a sparkly snowflake necklace.
Jeremy scratched his head, “Really?”
You nodded. I’ve always wanted someone special to get me something gorgeous like that. I personally love snowflakes because they are so sparkly and not overly in your face like a lot of other Christmas things are.”
“Alright. I’m sold,” Jeremy called over someone to get the necklace out.
You squeezed Jeremy’s arm as you waited for the gift to be wrapped, “I hope you get the girl.”
“Me too,” he sighed.
Christmas morning there was a knock at your parents’ door.
“I got it!” You called. You threw on a jacket and answered door surprised as you saw a nervous looking Jeremy standing there. “Hey.”
“Merry Christmas,” he held out a small wrapped box.
“I thought we already exchanged gifts,” you laughed, taking the box.
“We did but I forgot one,” he explained, his eyes focused on the gift in your hand.
“Of course you did. How did things go with your girl?” you asked casually as you started to unwrap the gift, not really paying attention as you watched Jeremy.
“Don’t know yet,” he shrugged.
“You don’t know yet? Are you stalling?” you laughed but he shook his head, eyes still locked on your hands. You looked down to see a familiar box. Your heart pounded as you popped it open and there sat the snowflake you had picked out. “Jeremy, I-”
You froze unsure what to say. Jeremy shrank into himself as he thought your reaction meant his confession was going bad but quite the opposite. He started to stammer out apologies. You stopped him with the only way you could think of. You reached out and pulled him in close so you could kiss him.
He relaxed instantly into the kiss. His hands going around you as the two of you kissed for a moment.
When you pulled away he asked, “So you like your gift?”
You smiled and gave him a quick peck before replying jokingly, “I couldn’t have asked for a better gift if I picked it myself.”
