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heyhihellosworld · 1 year

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Mason Mount x reader

Word count: 1.5k

Summary: A soft evening at Christmas times with Mason

Warnings: Fluff! Like sickly sweet, almost annoyed myself whilst writing it

Notes: Just a lil Christmas imagine ❤ Not been writing a lot recently because there has been a lot now before holidays. Also Merry Christmas to all who celebrate! It's not the best but I wanted to post something so I tried to do something easy. Maybe a lil cheesy but anyway🤫

"What do you wanna do?" he questioned, head tilted back to look at you as you stood behind the sofa he was sat on. Your hands resting on either side of his head as you smiled down at him.

"I don't know, what do you wanna do?" you hummed.

Mason huffed at your returned question furrowing his eyebrows at you

"I asked you so you choose"

"Mason" you laughed, threading your hands through his hair, his frown turning into a content smile as you did, nails gently scratching over his skull.

"Well okay then" you huffed jokingly, tugging a little on his hair

"What about going to the store to buy snacks, order pizza and watch Christmas movies?" you hummed, mirroring his adoring smile that lit up his face at the suggestion.

It was already fairly late, Mason had been on an evening training, the last before three days of Christmas break until the prem started again.

"Sounds lovely" he beamed, quickly standing up to get ready.

You'd decided to walk since he lived really close to the store and it felt better than taking the car. Walking hand in hand as he filled you in on the latest gossip in the team, talking about Kai and Sophia who wanted to meet up and a recent call with Timo and before you knew it you were in the store, Mason hooking onto a basket whilst holding your hand tight in the other.

He usually never shopped himself, rarely had anything bought but since you and him had started to date and you'd spent more and more time at his place you'd required some stuff for the fridge, rather cooking in than ordering out.

"No please no, we always have gummy bears" Mason groaned making you pout as you flashed him the huge bag you'd found. "But I want them" you whined, blinking up at him as innocently as you could.

"I want something else" he grunted stubbornly, your eyes rolled, throwing the big bag in the basket on Mason's arm which made him whine in response.

"Just pick up whatever you want too, I want more anyways stop being whiny" you huffed, flicking his forehead with your forefinger and even though he tried to hide his smile with a fake frown the smile soon broke out on his face regardless making you snicker.

"Sod off"

Laughter spilled out of you at his childish pout. "Awh poor baby, do you need to pay for an extra bag of candy?" you mocked, squeezing the material of his hoodie "What, why am I paying for your disgusting candies"

"Because I don't have my wallet" you deadpanned, his face gaining a fake sour look.

"I'll pay for pizza" you quickly promised, kissing his cheek lovingly but he only chuckled, wrapping his arm around your waist, kissing the side of your head "No you wont, I think I can handle it"

"Shut up and let me pay for pizza or I won't get my disgusting candies" you halfheartedly threatened, knowing that he would never let you put the bag back now. Your words caused his eyes to roll. "My gosh, fine" he muttered but you knew he would still put up a fight when the moment was in to pay but you had at least won the fight for the moment.

You searched the candy isles, Mason picking up crisps and two more bags of candy before making your way to the register.

"Oooh look they have polka" you gushed, your eyes widened as you eyed the candy "Oh and Mint chocolate"

You were too distracted eyeing the candy to notice Mason looking at you in complete adoration, a loving smile on his face as you walked closer to the shelf.

"Alright, are we done?" You mumbled after letting the candy go with your eyes, turning to Mason who nodded "You not gonna get any?"

"Nah I already got my candy" you smiled, patting his shoulder as you walked to the drinks, picking out two Christmas beers and Christmas soda not noticing Mason taking one of each of the candy into the basket.

When you walked out of the store it was snowing, big flakes wirling around in the darkness.

You walked in silence for a while, just observing the beautiful surroundings, pointing out stuff to each other.

When you'd made your way up the hill and outside the house you dropped your bags stepping out in the snow of the garden.

"What are you doing?" Mason laughed as he looked at you, standing with your face bent up towards the sky, tongue poking out "I'm trying to catch the snowflakes" you exclaimed like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Oh wow, of course" Mason snickered ironically, following your example, sticking his tongue out towards the sky.

"I caught one!" he cheered, showing you the small flake on his tongue before it melted away. You laughed with him as you straightened up, turning to face him with a bright smile on your face

His smile reflected in his eyes, hands wrapping around your body as he brought you closer to him

"I love you" you hummed, staring into his brown warm eyes.

His lips meet yours sweetly and lovingly, no rush and no passionate heat just pure love and intimacy making your whole body melt despite the cold that sippered through the wetness in your jumper.

"I love you" he mumbled as you let go for a second, lips still brushing the others. "But you're shaking, should we go inside?" he grinned a pout making it's up to your face

"Fine but only because I'm freezing cold" you gave in, feeling the coldness get to you

"but first I wanna make snow-angles" you beamed, Mason laughed but laid down next to you in the snow as you started to create an angel print in the snow before rushing up. Shaking by the cold and you both quickly picked up your shopping bags before laughing running into the house.

After a relaxing hot shower together you got changed, stealing one of Mason's many hoodies and your warm sweats plus fluffy socks. When you walked downstairs Mason was already in the kitchen sweatpants and hoodie on while he worked on your evening snacks. Hot cocoa on the stove and in the making of pouring all of your now many snacks into bowls.

"Ah there you are" Mason smiled, looking over his shoulder as you sauntered into the kitchen, wrapping your arms around his waist, looking under his arm to watch what he was doing.

"What, when did you take that candy?" you giggled as you saw the chocolate and polka you had eyes before, grinning up at your boyfriend who feigned innocent.

"I don't know, they must've just... jumped into the basket"

"I love you" you laughed, pecking his chin and the skin you could reach from the awkward position.

"I already ordered Pizza, I ordered the regular hope that was okay" he smiled, kissing the top of your head before you stepped away slightly. "Mason" you whined, pinching his side stubbornly

"What?!" He exclaimed, jumping further from you "I was supposed to pay!"

"Oh yeah, sorry I forgot" he mused but his smile said something else. "You always say that and it's always a lie"

"I don't see the big deal honey, I pay, I have money and you can spend your money on something better"

You let out a huff off annoyance but you couldn't be too annoyed at him when he looked at you the way he did. "Fine but I will pay some day!" you declared as he laughed, walking to gather the pizzas. "Sure you will love"

You settled in the couch, resting alongside Mason, cuddled up under one of your massive blankets.

"What movie do you wanna watch?" you asked him but he only shrugged "I don't know"

"Love actually or the Polarexpress" you decided making him chuckle pouting his lips in a thinking manner

"What about both?"

You beamed up at him, settling on to begin with Love Actually since it was on the front page. One of his arms was around you, holding you close whilst the other one was used to shovel pizza and candy into his mouth.

It felt nice to just be cuddled up, chatting alongside the movie and just enjoying a very calm and still night in. Mason couldn't tell the last time he'd had such a calm nice night. If he didn't travel, have games or late training he was obliged to visit family or go out with friends, times like these were rare and maybe that's why you both were so grateful for it.

#footballer imagine #footballer fanfiction #footballer fanfic #england nt #mason mount #mason mount fanfic #mason mount x reader #mason mount fluff #football imagine #mason mount imagine #mason mount imagines #mason mount christmas

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george-weasleys-girl · 5 months

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Hey bestie, can you write 30 with f reader x fred?

She's spending Christmas with the Wesley's as she doesn't have a family as they died in the first war and were in the OG Order of the Phoenix (which they don't realise maybe until Fred and George are discussing going home for Christmas, and reader mentions staying at Hogwarts), and Fred has fancied her since they were best friends.

https://www.tumblr.com/writerthreads/704592881806082048/30-festive-writing-prompts-for-your-wipone-shots?source=share

❄️Yuletide Celebration❄️

Under the Mistletoe

Fred Weasley x Fem!reader

~•~

"Stop trying to get me under the mistletoe!"

"Frederick Gideon Weasley!" Molly yelled from the kitchen. "Leave that poor girl alone! She's here to celebrate Christmas with us, not have you chase her through the house like a crazed lunatic."

"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley," Y/N said, then turned, laughing, and stuck her tongue out at Fred.

~•~

It wasn't that she didn't want to kiss Fred. She really, truly did. But he was one of her dearest friends and also Hogwart's most notorious playboy. She was certain he would never see her as anything other than a friend. And if she kissed him, even just the smallest peck, all those feelings she kept buried would force their way to the surface, and she wasn't sure she could shove them back down again.

Four days earlier

"Well, that settles it," Fred announced. "You're going home with us for Christmas."

"But - I... " Y/N stammered.

"Nope, no buts," George said. "You don't have a family to go home to for Christmas. So, you're coming to ours."

"Exactly," Fred nodded in agreement. After learning that not only had her parents been killed in the First Wizarding World, but her grandfather, her only family, had passed away over the summer, there was no way he was taking no for an answer.

"But what about your parents?" She argued. "How would they feel if you just brought a random stranger home for the holidays."

"First off," Fred held up a finger. "You're not random. And second," he held up another finger. "You're not a stranger. And third," he held up yet another finger. "While you were busy arguing with us, Ginny sent a note to mum telling her to expect an extra guest. So there." Fred folded his arms, looking quite pleased with himself. "Now, let's get you packed."

~•~

Nothing could be sweeter to Fred's ears than Y/N's laughter ringing through the Burrow. He'd fancied her for a long time, though he'd never worked up the guts to tell her.

Oh sure, he could woo girls left and right, but when it came down to actual feelings, he lost all ability to speak or breathe or function at all. That was why he kept trying to get Y/N under the mistletoe. He was good at kissing, and he thought that maybe if he could just give her a small kiss, he could somehow convey all those pent-up emotions.

Except things weren't working out as he'd expected. The only reason he was doing the whole mistletoe thing was that he thought she felt the same way. Occasionally, he caught her looking at him in a way that suggested more than just feelings of friendship.

"Maybe I'm wrong," he confided to George. "Maybe it's just wishful thinking."

"Or maybe you need to change tactics," his brother suggested.

"What do you mean?"

"I can't believe I'm saying this," George shook his head. "But I agree with mum. You are chasing her around like a crazed lunatic."

Fred sighed. "So what do you suggest?"

"Well, I know this is a pretty revolutionary idea, but stick with me," his twin began. "But you could just try talking to Y/N. Tell her how you feel."

"Tell me how you feel about what?" Y/N's voice startled both boys, who swerved around to see her standing in the doorway to their bedroom.

~•~

Y/N and Fred sat side by side on his bed. For a long while, neither spoke.

"Whatever this is, it must be serious," Y/N said, breaking the silence. "If you're at a loss for words."

Fred opened his mouth, then closed it again.

"I, um... you know how I've been trying to get you under the mistletoe?" He asked.

"Yeah... "

"I'm not just trying to... you're not like all the other girls. Not to me anyway."

With every stumbling word, Y/N's heart beat a little faster. "W-what are you trying to say, Fred?"

"I'm saying that," he paused to clear his throat. "That I like you. Alot. Alot more than as a friend. But if you don't feel - "

"I do feel the same way," Y/N interjected.

Fred's eyes widened. "You do?"

Y/N nodded. "That's why I wouldn't kiss you. There'd be no going back for me if I did."

" Yeah. Me either."

"So would you like to - " She barely got the words out before his lips were on hers, tender yet all-encompassing.

Even after their lips parted, they remained with their foreheads together, eyes closed for a few lingering moments.

"I've wanted to do that for a long time," Fred mummered.

"Me too." Y/N felt more than saw his smile.

"Wanna do it again?" He asked.

"You don't even have to ask," she smiled, leaning forward.

"Oh wait! We need something!" Fred yelped, causing her to jump. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a sprig of mistletoe, holding it over their heads.

"Have you been carrying that around all day?" She laughed.

"Yep!" He replied. "I didn't know when the opportunity might present itself and wanted to be ready."

Y/N giggled and shook her head. "It's a good thing you're so cute, you know."

"I know," he winked and leaned for the second round.

~•~

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#fred weasley #fred weasley x fem!reader #fred weasley x y/n #fred weasley x you #fred weasley fluff #hp universe #hp fandom

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imastrangeone98 · 5 months

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A Truly Festive Holiday

(A/N: tis the season to be horknee- oddly enough this doesn't have smut. Also I haven't been writing in a while; law school does that XD but hopefully I'm back for a few weeks before the next semester starts)

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO MY WRITING BESITE @philistiniphagottini !!!! The horkneest, simpiest, creative genius I've ever met on this website, you deserve only the best 🤩

Warning: mostly fluff, a little suggestive at the end, neuvillete being a wholesome and confused dragon dad for the melusines, very short but some things don't need to be long to be good

"Darling, I don't think this costume is..."

You can't stifle the giggle at the sight of him: the Chief Justice himself, decked out in a red jacket and pants that fit just a tad too large on his frame, complete with a large red hat and a poofy fake beard.

He looks adorable.

"Oh, hush, Neuvi, you look just fine. It's an exact replica of St. Nick; they'll love it!" You affectionately pat his dramatically large fake belly, and he winces.

"My love, do you really believe this to be necessary...?"

"Oh, come now; it was your idea to throw them a little surprise party to celebrate the holiday, don't back out now! And besides, you know how much Sedene's been looking forward to this! Now be a good sport and go hide, they'll be arriving soon!"

You usher him into your storage room, blatantly ignoring his pained glare at you, and hide him as best you can beneath the large stack of presents, just in time for three sharp knocks on the door.

Just in time. You open the door to gaze upon a few dozen Melusines, wide-eyed and several carrying a few adorably wrapped presents.

"Happy holidays!" they cheer in unison, and the adorable girls swarm you with cuteness and gifts, clamoring and gushing over the lavish decorations, marveling over the glittering tree in the living room, setting down their gifts and prepared snacks, all no doubt wondering where Neuvillete is.

"He told me that he'll show up once St. Nick comes!" you reassure Mamere, who nods at your words. "I'm sure it won't be long, right?!"

You flick the lights off right at the last word, plunging the room into pitch black. For a brief moment, there's only the curious whispers of the Melusines. No peep from Neuvillete.

Oh, come on, you think nervously, don't tell me you forgot your cue! We practiced for how long now-?!

"Ho ho ho..." A voice calls out. A door slams open, and you sigh in relief as you turn on the lights once more. To your knowing amusement, and to the Melusines' surprise, Neuvillete stands on the wooden box close to the fireplace. Right on cue.

"Merry Christmas..." he says in the loudest voice he can muster, and you nearly cackle at the bullets of sweat running down his face. Poor thing; you'll treat him to a nice glass of water after the festivities.

For a solid second, the Melusines simply stare at him. Then, it's an explosion of sound and movement as they swarm him, laughing and cheering, poking at his fake tummy and tugging on his beard, asking him question after question. You guffaw at his obvious discomfort at the situation.

"Is the belly real, Monsieur? How did you get it so big?"

"It's not a real belly, Aeife- Oh, don't tug that, it's very delicate-"

"Monsieur, you shouldn't grow a beard! It doesn't suit you at all!"

"Sedene, don't you think you're being a bit harsh- Ouch!"

"Don't listen to her, Monsieur, you look wonderful in it!"

"Thank you, Kiara, but it is quite itchy, so I likely won't be wearing it again for a while-"

You clap your hands. "Well, well, I'm sure our dear St. Nick needs some time to get all of your presents in order! How about we get something to eat in the meantime?"

The girls cheer and crowd into the kitchen. He gives you a grateful smile, and you merely wink in response.

By the time you manage to get food onto all of their plates, you're exhausted and barely manage to collapse on your lover's lap, a plate of food and a tall glass of cold water in hand, the latter of which you pass to Neuvillete, which he takes with a soft "thank you" before downing the contents in one gulp.

"You must be exhausted, you're not savoring it like you usually do," you giggle, nuzzling into his neck. Well, what you can reach with his fake beard. "And it was that special water from Mondstadt's Cider Lake that you like so much."

"My love, you underestimate how exceedingly hot it is in this costume," he sighs. Neuvillete peels off the beard before nosing your cheek, leaving soft kisses on the corners of your eye and lips. "Even so, I'm glad you convinced me to wear this. The Melusines quite liked it, I think."

"Like it? They loved it." The two of you relax in each other's arms, watching the girls play and eat and chatter and giggle. "This is nice. We should do this again next year. It feels like a big family get-together."

He hums in acknowledgment.

"I was thinking..." He puts down his glass to tug you further onto his lap, adjusting you so you're sitting face to face. "About a family, maybe we could... add an addition or two? I'm sure they would like a sibling."

His hand, warm and steady, slides over your belly and he thumbs at your skin, rubbing small circles. You sigh dreamily at his soothing motion, then lean back to dramatically think over the matter.

"I don't know~ That's quite a big request to ask St. Nick~"

"Well, I'm sure he'd be open to ideas." Neuvillete pulls you back towards him and rubs his forehead against yours, a sweet, sultry smile tugging on his lips.

"I do have full disclosure on his wish list, after all."

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A/N: neuvillete genuinely won my heart over, ugh I love him so much

Happy holidays, no matter what you celebrate or don't celebrate! Have a good time with family and/or friends, and a happy new year to y'all!

#genshin impact #neuvillette #neuvillete x reader #genshin impact x reader

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spinnysocks · 5 months

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christmastime tlg outlanders headcannons!

listen. i am very well aware human ideas of christmas wouldn't work in the lion guard-verse, but many religions also celebrate various traditions at christmastime so i imagine the lion guard-verse has their own traditions and holidays including their own version of christmas. for simplicity, they're just getting festive in this lmao

also, some of these might fit a human au better than their canon animal-verse but let me be creative just this once 😭

jasiri forces everyone to wear a specially-created christmas jumper / AT THE LEAST an accessory. if someone didn't show up in it they get banned from the food (everyone caves in for the mutual love of Food)

she also gets as many of them as possible to sing festive songs. which is a terrible idea really bc most of them who willingly sing are not the best (see @devilsrecreation 's post) 💀 but she just wants to bring a festive spirit

i'd like to think they'd try decorating but like. what is there to decorate lmao it's BARREN. they find a dead tree or funky shaped rock or something 😭

madoa uses her babysitting skills to come up with festive games. it's a great idea to get everyone together but some of them are a bit more competitive, and others start having a fit as soon as the game doesn't go their way

OH MY GOD they do a secret santa. that would go so badly.

goigoi is literally the dad/uncle who passes out as soon as the food is eaten

dogo and kijana are definitely the kids who are waking their parents up at the crack of dawn. poor reirei and goigoi lmao

prettyyy dang sure they live too far up in africa for snow... but if they didn't: nne and tano start a snowball fight. originally they just see who they can hit without getting caught, but they accidentally hit the back of kenge's or kiburi's head and he slowly turns around to look at them like a fucking owl 😭 and then its WAR

shupavu and njano would want to participate in snowball-throwing but have you seen the size of them. if a snowball landed on the skinks or sumu they'd disappear under it

don't @ me about their seasons bc idk. but in my climate christmastime is cold. the reptiles are forced to cuddle up to keep warm, you can guess who hates it 😭

and finallyyy, i feel like it would funny af if the hyena and jackal pups wanted to go find their version of "santa" to prove they're real. the idiots go with them as possibly the worst supervision ever

today is christmas eve for me! no matter the timezone or what you celebrate, merry christmas and happy holidays! :D

edit: i just watched national lampoon's christmas vacation and the events of that film are so what would happen in the outlands 😭😭

#the lion guard #tlg #tlg outlanders #merry christmas #happy holidays

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jennyandvastraflint · 4 months

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Xena Reactions S2Ep9

Is this a Christmas Carol story... XD

OH YEA. Funnnn!

Awww, are they getting each other gifts

Oi, kiddo stole Xena's shakram

GABRIELLEEEEE

Awwww, to decorate their solstice tree

Awww, the kiddos are cute

Oh no, does he want to evict the orphans

Sjfjdhs she's gonna tie them up

"I didn't know you did gift wrapping" 😂

Can't wait for them to ghost of solstice past, present, and future this guy

All the kids love a story!

Sjfjddb "I don't like that story"

Awww, Xena loves her gf

"How do I know you're not an assassin" "Becaaause if I was, you'd be long dead."😂

NOOO THE POOR DONKEY

"I've seen healthier hides on a used couch" shfjfbs

Whoops, Gabrielle bought a donkey instead of wtf they need

"You're one of those solstice lovers..."

JUMPS THRU A WINDOW

Is that a solstice tree. Did he celebrate with his wife

Does the donkey listen to whistles

"You're braver than you give yourself credit for"

Awww, baby kiddos. AND THE DONKEY

"She's a very physical person. I completely agree with you"

XENA SJFHD First of the Fates

"probably brought on by indigestion" 😂

Damnnnn. That's so smart tho. The hourglass on a stick. Love it.

GABRIELLE! GABRIELLE!!!!

SJFHDBS The donkey

"Death? What do you mean, you walked out on me..." 😂😭

Sjfjfhs Centicles is a bit unreliable...😂

DAMN the voice change

Please shddh she's kinda enjoying this. But she's mainly looking forward to kicking some ass.

Centicles is a bit of a disappointment... He's also bitter and needs to learn that together you're stronger

HE'S GONNA GIFT THEM KIDS PRESENTS

Gabrielle is so reallll, I love her

Awwww 😭 The orphans are sharing

"What kind of man does that to kids on solstice eve" exactly.

OMG ARE THEY GONNA CLIMB IN

awwww, songs 😊 Cute

"If you fates hadn't separated us" BOOHOO. Maybe don't be such a shit person.

Ooooh they gonna arrest the king

AHAHAHAHAAA SHE LOCKED HIM INSIDE.

WAIT... Is- is SHE his lost love!?

"The reinforcements have arrived" shfhfs

MARBLES

SJFHDSH Please. The toy weapons, the decorations

Gabrielle 👀

ATROPOS.

Lol he's having a breakdown.

Djffhdhdb He just sees that

"Great stocking stuffers"

WAS THAT A HERCULES PUPPET

What's this silliness... 😂

AHAHAHAHAAA Unicorn horn in the-

FEATHERSSS

They seem to have had a lot of fun doing this XD

I called ittttt

She's hot btw. I love older women.

Is that Joseph, Mary, and Jesus

AWWW THEY GIFT THEM THE DONKEY

Holy shit that baby is GLOWING. (So, remember the Lora- *trampled to death by Tumblrinas*)

"YOU ARE A GIFT TO ME" HUAAAA, GAY 🏳️‍🌈💕

#v watches xena #xena warrior princess #xena and gabrielle #xena

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thefallenangelsgang · 1 year

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FALLOUT 4 HEADCANON MASTERPOST

two and a half years ago (👀) I posted a list of headcanons right around when I started playing around with the ideas in my fallout WIP

I've decided they ( 1 + 2 ) need to be updated and added to especially after Death Shroud gave me so many great ideas/things I want to steal. Added break to save you dash my loves <3

I will keep adding to this lmao

SECTIONS:

Post #1 Revisions

Post #2 Revisions

Death Shroud Stuff I'm Kidnapping

Misc Stuff From Asks, Mods, and My Brain (AKA THE LONGEST SECTION)

From #1 (Link Here)

We are keeping chair bound Murphy

I may or may not be recanting my gangly tall 'n thin Hancock HC. I oscillate wildly between wanting him to be Eldritch God™ tall and "gimme uppies! :3" short. He may end up being both. His height will be whatever is funniest for the bit.

oh yeah Sarah Lyons got merc-ed B)

We are still kicking with Kellogg in Nicky's skull but with the added angsty-ness brought in by Death Shroud. Oh the plot! Oh how it hurts so good! Kellogg wanting to find someway to punish the SoleSu(s) and Nick for picking through his memories? Ugh! Give me it all.

We are cutting Billy and the Fridge. I don't want to deal with the nightmare plot holes it will bring up and Quincy will already have enough BS. Plus the more I think about it the less I like the whole quest and its placement. Fuck! Maybe he'll be referenced in Publick Occurrences? I don't care! We're loosey goosey bay-be!

- 10. can stay. I have no issues with them and nothing funny to add

From #2 (Link Here)

Now I can bring up my beloved Vault-Tec Rep. Him in the Death Shroud? Perfect. Beautiful. Stunning. I no longer have to call him Paul Eiding as a very direct nod to his VO. Our Beloved David Dwecker is married to Sheffield and they have a house in Sanctuary filled with Nuka-Cola memorabilia (for Sheffield) and collectable plates (the kind grandmothers display for our lovely Rep). They have a little sitting area set up in the carport where they hangout, smoke, and dance together to Diamond City Radio. I need this for my mental health okay?

Shaun being Autistic is something I really want to explore. I truly forget who I first saw say this but it is not an original idea by any means. I also think the poor thing would have some level of trauma from everything so exploring that is gonna be fun! (no it will not oh my god I'm going to dredge up all my childhood issues.)

OHHHH CHRISTMAS. YULETIDE. FEAST OF ST. NICHOLAS. I find the "Seth Patrick" bit SO funny in Death Shroud so that is staying but also I feel like the feast of St. Nicholas got jokingly flipped into a celebration of Nick Valentine (Same with Valentine's Day) and people are beginning to forget the correct version. Nick tolerates it with an eye roll and a wry joke about people needing to read their history books but secretly finds the whole thing funny. Ellie has a santa suit for Nick to don during "his" holiday. Also the school children in Diamond City send Nick "Valentines" on valentines day and he displays them on his corkboard.

Music. My god the Johnny Guitar bit had me by the throat during Death Shroud. Expand those music libraries! Before you know it I'm gonna give Travis a rolling ladder attached to bookcases upon bookcases of records and holotapes. I want to hear people complain about how many Andrews Sisters records survived and God why won't Travis stop playing them!

The Flavor of Goodneighbor needs to be so complex. Like a good pasta sauce. I better be so overcome by the layers and smells and textures. Better Goodneighbor and Better Third Rail are really good starts but I'm expanding the shit out of both of them I think. I want to feel like Goodneighbor truly is dangerous to be in. Being able to cross most of the town in one sprint burst isn't cutting it Bethany Esda! Make it truly baffling how Hancock knows so much about the happenings in his town.

- 8. are about the BoS and I stand by them. You will get to meet my Lone Wanderer and learn about the hierarchies a little better. I redesigned the Orders and added one I think? I have to re-sort those notes lmao. Also the piloting thing is like MAJORLY important to me because the frequency of vertibird crashes in game pissed me off to no end.

From Death Shroud (@chadfallout76podcast THANK YOU)

Danse is just... Like That now. I can't wait to explore his character before and after Blind Betrayal especially because he will not be leaving the Brotherhood and he will still be Like That. [spoiler warning ;) for my story lol] I can't wait for the beautiful moments that will be born of it.

I actually kind of love some of the plot points in Death Shroud like the Mob Family wars? Staying 100%. Same with Ma and Boss Lombardo and some of the other families.

As is Charlie but I refuse to let him die. I got very attached to Charlie and his death was so perfect but this time he gets to stay alive dammit.

Magnolia sending Magnolia flowers with her letters? Genius

Vault-Tec Rep (David my beloved) being the saddest, wettest cat of a man imaginable when he's in Goodneighbor? Also fucking genius.

"Fish-lips" Malone being part of the same family as Skinny has me so excited for more mob family bullshit.

Ruffino's and the Black Rose is being transplanted somewhere and maybe might be near the Combat Zone. New den of sin anyone?

Obviously I'm not going to attempt to pull apart the fabric of reality in-canon but my god Death Shroud was fun <3

Some new Misc HCs

Diamond City is bigger and more populated, kind of in the same vein as the Goodneighbor HC. I haven't found a mod layout I like so I might end up redesigning it (Please kill me)

This is an old one from an ask! Hancock will help work the bar at the Third Rail occasionally. He's a notorious show off and his cocktails are mainly just straight liquor but he entertains the hell out of people when he dives over the bar to take orders and bother Whitechapel Charlie. There are major losses on nights he bartends due to the fact he forgets (sometimes purposefully) to take payment. Regulars know to put the cash in the tip jar so Whitechapel can collect it at the end of the night.

Another thing I'm keeping from an ancient ask, Danse wants kids. Badly. And the crushing blow of being sterile really fucks with him for a while. but he eventually comes to terms with it. He's also still touchy (as in he's always touching his partner) per that ask because I think that's cute.

I'm just going through old asks now lmao. Nick and Ellie dance together like the true father-daughter pair they are

I forgot who drew this but I once saw someone pair Sturges and Ellie together and that is the cutest damn thing so it stays.

MacReady got the Lone Wanderer's Grognak magazine as a gift for letting them into Little Lamplight and it's one of his prized possessions.

Macready and the Lone Wanderer's reunion is very cute my dudes.

More general slice of life stuff like fishing on the mainland and boats, more things to do in general, transportation, cool amputees, and other shit listed in this post I reblogged YEARS ago

OH Travis and Scarlett get married <3

Danny Sullivan skips town after taking the fun way down from the mayor's office and travels with some cross country caravans before coming back to work in Diamond City. YES HE LIVES!

Holy fuck i forgot I had this mod but the Institute projects the sky up on their ugly concrete dome because this mod fucks hard

Just the general vibe of raiders employing children and stringing more dead mutilated bodies about. There are mods for that and let me tell you they make the raider camps horrifying. No I will not be linking them. But they are available on Nexus should you want them.

Okay I'm changing the layout of everything apparently: Including but not limited to the Railroad HQ, The Prydwen, Vault 111, etc. Fuck game design I guess lmao. I like XFreakish's Railroad Redone and NordKitten's A Sensible Prydwen Overhaul for in game and basically plan to build off of them.

The asks: Hancock bartending, Danse wanting kids and being into physical affection, Nick and Ellie Dancing + MacReady and the LW's Grognak (same ask)

#fallout 4 #fo4 #fo4 headcanons #headcanons #fo4 headcanon #death shroud #nick valentine #john hancock #paladin danse #fo4 companions #rj maccready #sole survivor #Jericho Writes

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Christmas eve one-shot

(word count - 1,606)

Regulus POV, Slytherin Skittles (aka the royal court) and just some fluff indulgence since i'm avoiding a major rewrite on my WIP fic but still want to write something.

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"Surely if you glare at it any harder it will be burned to ash, but even so, you won't escape the celebration" Dorcas remarked as Regulus continued to glare at the towering eyesore in the middle of their common room. A Christmas Tree.

"What purpose does it even serve"?

"Its meant to be Festive you grouch-"

"I don't feel very festive- I feel like indulging in a months supply of dreamless sleep to avoid the entire affair" The entire tree was filled to the brim with rows and rows of garish light and decor that was practically making the poor tree tip over. Well- it was already chopped down regardless.

Dorcas, like always, brushed his reasonable concerns aside and continued to laze back on her chair across the fireplace. Even the fireplace hadn't escaped the "seasonal cheer" and was adored with fake white fluff meant to intimidate snow and a hodgepodge of greenery and red bows.

"Bee oh gods- careful some of that is fragile"! Marlenes voice shouted from across the room. She stood along Barty who looked like a circus act balancing a half dozen brightly colored present boxes on his arms- with Marlene carrying one or two, her other hand attempting to steady Barty as they took the final steps off the stairs.

Barty rushed forward, cursing in italian as he let several boxes fall onto the couch- earning a shout from Dorcas as she narrowly avoided being hit.

Marlene had no hesitation before practically throwing her own boxes directly onto Dorcas who was only stopped from being buried by a wave of her wand. She leveled the two a fierce glare but Barty was still keeled over panting and Marlene made herself comfortable on yet another chair.

"Like what you've done with the place- its very red" Marlene smugly commented in a way that made Regulus even more furious.

"Barty- I've had enough, burn it." He snapped. For a moment Barty lit up, his former exhaustion seemingly forgotten. He cracked his knuckles and pointed at the tree with his tounge stuck. out the side of his mouth. A few sparks left his finger tips but just as Regulus was beginning to hope a loud voice clearing made him freeze.

"You burn the tree I wont touch your dick for a month-" An equally smug voice called. Evan stood with just a single present neatly tucked under his arm.

Much to Regulus dismay- Barty yanked his hand away from the tree as if it had burned him. Only to turn and run towards his boyfriend- practically tackling him. Evan barely managed to keep his balance but still maintained a stoic face "Ah- McKinnon, glad to see you two got here in one piece"

Marlene scowled "Yeah no thanks to you jackass"

"I had.. more important matters-"

"Those being"?

Evan smirked and seemingly on cue Pandora popped her head from around the staircase and quickly made her way across the common room "Oh my stars look at the decor, isn't it just lovely Ev"?

Well...maybe it wasn't so bad. The red needed to go though. Regulus pulled out his wand from its holster and with a flick all the red ribbons turned a much lovelier silver.

"Hey! I thought Mr.Tradition is best would at least adhere to a Christmas color pallet- Red is even a Yule color right"? Marlene directed her question to Dorcas.

"Yes, red candles are meant to chase away evils- its also a symbol of fertility as well as courage and passion"

"That sounds very lion-like" Barty remarked from his position half hanging off Evan who gingerly set his package on the side table.

Regulus huffed "It may be traditional but not for me- my family was never one for such festivities, unless we were hosting and even then the elves handled the decor as it was expected to be more..." he glanced at one of the wooden nut men with a grimace "tasteful."

"Enough prattish parley- let's get on to the presents" Marlene gestured to the small pile of gifts haphazardly stacked on the center table.

"Oh so you do know big words"? Dorcas remarked before picking up one gift with bright gold wrapping and red ribbon, tossing it at the girl and inturupting her glare "And we should."

"I thought it was traditional to open tomorrow morning"? Regulus remarked as he accepted a silver present with a green bow from Dorcas. On theme then.

"Normally" Evan said as he managed to pry Barty off him and took a seat across from Dorcas "But mother would have myself and dora open our gifts from friends and family on the eve, that way everyone could see your reaction and receive your thanks"

Pandora handed Regulus a half deformed present with bright purple wrapping covered in several layers of tangled bows. "Mmhm! and on Christmas day I would be awoken by the Thumdinggers to get our Saint Nicholas gifts"

She took a seat next to Regulus as Barty finally sat down with Evan, fidgeting with a curly white ribbon. Evan sent a scathing glare across the group at Pandoras words- a threat of violence should anyone try and lecture his sister about "Saint Nicholas". A threat Regulus learned the hard way he would furfill.

"Now enough stalling- open your shit and then praise me for how great of a gift giver I am" Marlene grinned, already undoing the ribbon on her present from Dorcas.

Quickly the rest followed and Regulus listened to the cacophony of noise, balls of metallic paper and string carelessly tossed behind furniture and he swore Barty was aiming to make it in the fireplace.

Regulus hesitated- This was all just so, strange. It wasn't like his parents never got him or Sirius gifts for Yule, but they had been expected to open a certain way, react a specific way, lest be scolded and have their gift taken for not being "greatful".

"Psst- Open mine first, I got help from the Thrumdiggers and I want to make sure they weren't pulling my leg" Pandora said as if she was whispering, but made no effort to actually lower her voice.

Regulus rolled his eyes but didn't put up a fight. Quickly discovering despite how tangled the ribbons looked, they were fairly easily to undo. Slowly he peeled back the wrapping- finding just a bit of hesitant excitement as he carefully peeled back the paper- making extra effort not to tear it.

Until- there it was.

It was a cape, made out of an almost sheer deep blue fabric. A few ruffled pleats at the neck and shoulders and it felt like silk to the touch. But it was more- he barely held back a gasp as the fabric seemed to change, suddenly covered in an array of silver dots and lines.

It was the night sky.

"Every day it will look just like a normal cape- but at night its charmed so it will look exactly like the area of the sky its under" Pandora explained, watching his expression with clear glee. "Oh- it also has some disillusionment charms for sneaky snake adventures"

Regulus moved the fabric and watched as indeed the star pattern shifted- just a bit. Any self restraint left as he stood from the couch and he threw the cape over his shoulders. He began to pace the area and watched in wonder as the patterns drifted across waves of fabric. Each one familiar- and yet it was like seeing them for the first time.

"Damn- so much for Mr.Grouch huh"? Dorcas whistled, snapping Regulus out of his trace as he faced the group. They had all paused in their own unwrapping and were watching him with clear affection that made his cheeks heat.

"A word more and I will cast a sticking charm on your tounge to the roof of your mouth until the first blossom of spring" Regulus did his best to channel his grandfathers authoritative voice. But his threat seemed to only make them fall into a fit of laughter at his expense.

Pandora finally stopped giggling long enough to begin clapping her hands and announce to the others "I win"!

Barty gasped, shoving aside a set of what looked like Black leather spiked bracelets, most likely from Marlene. He pulled out his wand and Regulus was forced to catch a bright green present mid air. "No way Dora- you cant claim victory until he's opened ALL of ours"

Regulus smirked "Hmmm- I still say Pandora wins"

Barty looked rightfully offended but was quickly distracted by Evan geeking out over a book from Dorcas- 'Ensnared Wonders, A Complete Guide to Magizoological Taxidermy'

Regulus had even helped her sneak into Knockturn to get it. And helped with several bribes as well. But watching Evans composure flicker as he began flicking through pages, matched with Barty's jealousy and Dorcas smug expression was well worth it.

He looked down at Barty's gift, thumbing the edge of the wrapper that already looked half torn. It would be a pain to get it all off in one piece. He glanced at the steadily growing pile of trash he knew would also be a pain to clean since Pandora insisted on them leaving the houselfs be this time of year.

Some rubbish about "Everyone deserves a break" a time when Regulus cursed his soft spot for the girl and also elves in general.

He turned his attention to his friends utter joy, listening to their shouts of excitement and friendly bickering accompanied by the pleasant crackling of the fireplace.

Regulus pushed his thumb across the paper and ripped.

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Final thoughts-

This was actually fun to write- short and sweet and god I love them all, might start doing this more often between fic updates (btw fic is on pinned post if anyone is interested)

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wxnheart · 1 year

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𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐍𝐨𝐭!𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐚𝐬, 𝟒𝟎𝐊 𝐄𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

note: life wouldn't be complete without dysfunctional family dynamics and presents Big Daddy E may or may not ever give. this is crack-canon so don't take this list seriously. or you can. your choice.

'Twas the night before, uh... not!Christmas and all throughout the Palace, every creature was stirring, and Chaos was roaming about...

And the Emperor was busy... doing whatever the Emperor does. Which is to proclaim his not-so-divine nature while everyone throughout the Imperium was essentially thanking him for, like, everything. From his throne. From his golden fucking throne. Also may or may not have banned Lorgar from doing this because he's... he's Lorgar.

Fucking Horus™ does what Fucking Horus™ does best in his downtime: gossip with Sanguinius.

And Sanguinius is just as cool as cucumber, listening to Horus talk shit as always. And even HE can admit that the information he got from his brother was quite... interesting indeed. Oh, he's also being heavily guarded by the Sanguinary Guard because apparently the wine he was gifted for such an occasion ABSOLUTELY HAS to be an attempt on his life. He doesn't have the heart to tell them that he and Horus are consuming the wine as they speak. Or maybe he does and just doesn't give a damn. Who knows?

Corvus took a day out of his ruminating and self-imposed lonely existence to once again play Hide and Seek and Go Stab because Konrad fuckin' Curze can't leave well enough alone by saying that Corvus's beloved ravens would look wonderful as decorations throughout the palace.

Konrad's also cringing the entire time because some poor bastard in his legion had the audacity to joke—get this—that they should liven the place up. You know, with live people. Whatever that meant.

That may also be why Lion is THISCLOSE to suplexing him, too.

Leman Russ is also doing what Leman Russ does best: antagonize his brothers. Drunkenly. Which incites some miniature war in one part of the palace. Between who you might ask? Well, Magnus and Lion, of course.

Magnus wasn't supposed to attend because he has much better things to do than celebrate some meaningless holiday but Leman called him a little bitch and now he's here to fuck shit up.

Lion also got pissed because Leman actually chose violence this time and purposely insulted him so now the Great Wolf himself is fighting a two-front war.

Mortarion is not banned this time by virtue of being Mortarion but he keeps away for his sanity because everything is not decorated in multiples of 7. Um...

Vulkan just... okay, all you need to know is that whatever Vulkan did, it burnt to a crisp. To a fucking crisp. Ignore the scorch marks.

Lorgar is writing but feels like he's being watched and the reality is that he is being watched by the Emperor so he doesn't write any more treatises on how this holiday only empowers his divinity and Lorgar he swears to... not himself that if you're writing what he thinks you're writing he will fucking burn those pages so damn quick—

Folks decided to put Angron's anger to good use and that's why the pastries his brothers partook in taste so good. He also got mad because they didn't COME OUT IN THE FUCKING SHAPE HE WANTED.

Someone complimented him. He told them to go fuck themselves. Or it was an approximation of Go Fuck Yourself if that scream was any indication. Okay, the kitchen's closed.

Jagahatai is too busy going fast so who the fuck knows where he is. He's somewhere though.

Rogal Dorn and Perturabo are, as usual, caught in their one-sided rivalry because they both drafted plans on how to decorate the palace and it was a variation of the same thing. Workers incorporated both designs, and it turned out beautifully but Perturabo is being a dick and sulking and plotting Dorn's demise.

Dorn is also experiencing inner turmoil because he and the Imperial Fists have been banned from using the Pain Glove for the holiday. Because of reasons. Once Perturabo finds out, he guffaws like he's never guffawed before.

Fulgrim is incredibly emotional because NO ONE wanted him to decorate and he bitches and moans with a glass of wine in hand to Ferrus Manus who's busy working on some blade or pistol or what have you. Ferrus doesn't admit that Fulgrim goes overboard on his decorating because that'll cause Fulgrim to bitch and moan again about how none of his brothers are "artistically inclined" and "one can never have enough purple and pink".

Guilliman nurses a drink and his wounded Ultrapride because the budget went over. You know, the budget that he so carefully, LOVINGLY, drafted for this auspicious day. All he fucking does for the Imperium and this is the shit he gets?!?!?!?! Who the hell purchased so much wrapping paper?! It was that shit bastard Lorgar, wasn't it?!

But no, it was them, Alpharius Omegon! To wreak havoc of course. As always. And starting with Guilliman because it's so easy to piss him off. And Dorn, too, because he's a fucking phony.

Happy, uh... Not!Christmas!

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hii! i love ur writing btw and there’s no rush for this one just take ur time. i wanted to request a oneshot where marilyn x fem reader(who is pregnant) decide to take a trip up to the readers parents house for christmas (i was wondering if you could write the driving part with just cute fluffy stuff). when they arrive the reader starts to feel a little weird (the baby kicking/pains) but doesn’t tell marilyn about it. while they are getting ready to go out for a fancy dinner with the readers parents marylin senses that the reader is hiding something and she asks about it (she starts to get protective) the reader starts to get a little annoyed with the questions and she starts getting these pains so marylin takes her to the hospital only to find out it’s practice contractions. they end up going back to the readers parents house to spend the rest of the night cuddling and waiting for christmas morning. (idk if this is too much to ask but could u also write the christmas morning? just cute stuff and a lot of romance with marilyn and the reader) thank you sm ik this is a lot just take ur time with it, thank youu <3

Yess!!! Here it is!!! I hope you like it!!! Sorry about the language mistakes!!!

A special Christmas

Pairing: Marilyn Thornhill x Fem! Reader

Warnings: pregnant! Reader, fluff

Word count: 3,324

Summary: It’s Christmas, and you and your wife were going to your parent’s house to celebrate…

N/A: Requests are open!!! Sorry about the delays, I’m working hard on your requests. I love you all!!!

“How about Beth?” Marilyn asked as she were driving.

Christmas came early and it was already the third time you spent with her. That was not the best of all, soon a girl would join your little family, so you considered that you should spend those dates with your parents, who had not seen you for a long time.

The last 8 months had been magical. A life was growing inside you and that sensation was the most incredible you had ever felt. The big moment was slowly approaching and you began to want to hold that little baby in your arms, and stop swelling your ankles. But, after all that this time, there was something you hadn't been able to decide, her name.

“I'm not going to call my daughter Elizabeth, Mari,” you said protesting. She rolled her eyes, sighing. You didn't like any of her suggestions, and you were beginning to think that your poor daughter would have no name.

“Okay…” She said sighing. “Sarah?”

You shook your head again.

“No way. Sarah is the name of the girl I liked in high school, the stupid bitch hooked up with my best friend.”

“(Y/N)!, don't say those words, you know… Our girl,” the redhead reprimanded you,.

“I doubt she's paying attention. We've been like this for two hours,” you said, gently caressing your belly.

“We wouldn't take two hours if you liked any of the names I suggest,” Marilyn complained. You shrugged and looked out the window.

“You don't like any of the ones I suggest either...” You said, resting your head on your hand.

“Let's see… You mean Natasha?”

You nodded effusively.

“It's a nice one, isn't it?”

“I'm not going to call my daughter Natasha just because you like Scarlett Johansson, (Y/N).”

“Jou...” You sighed, feigning disappointment.

“Rose?”

“Rose is my mother's name.”

“Kate?”

“The friend I don't talk to anymore.”

“Emily?”

“The math teacher who failed me…”

You always had an answer to all the names she said to you, and she seemed to get desperate.

“Hanna?”

“Montana?” You joked.

“Oh…God…” Marilyn said, tired of your discrepancies.

“Come on, it can't be so hard,” you said, patting her leg gently.

“Lily?”

“I already told you that no plants allowed,” you complained. She sighed exaggeratedly. That conversation was so absurd that you even had to hold back your laughter.

“I'm going to say the last one, and if you don't like it I'll give up,” she told you, changing her expression. She seemed pretty sure you were going to like it and you raised your eyebrows and crossed your arms.

“I accept the challenge, Mari,” you said expectantly.

“Evelyn…” she said, softly. You didn't know if it was because of the tone she put on when she said it, or because of the name itself, but it didn't seem like a bad idea, in fact, you felt a little movement on your belly. You automatically put your hand to that place and smiled. If you had any doubts, that feeling took them away from you.

“She has moved…” You said tenderly. Marilyn glanced at you briefly, and her face filled with excitement. “I think she likes that one.”

“Really?” Marilyn asked. Surely not being able to feel how she moved in your body made her very angry. You nodded slowly, lovingly caressing that area.

“Yes, Evelyn, it's decided,” you said convinced. “It's a beautiful name...”

“I think the same, (Y/N).”

You wanted to enjoy that moment, but nature required your attention for the third time on that trip.

“Um…Mari…can we stop?” You asked, embarrassed.

“Again?”

You just shook your head up and down.

Fortunately there was a resting area a few kilometers away. Marilyn stopped the car and got out to open your door.

“Should I help you, honey?” She asked affectionately. You were so proud, and you shook your head, exaggeratedly moving your arms away from her.

“No, no, no. I'm not disabled, I can do it by myself,” you said, making an effort to get up. Marilyn crossed her arms and frowned at you. You felt ridiculous not being able to get to your feet and your cheeks turned red.

“Really?” she asked sarcastically.

You looked at her with some resentment, but you extended your hand towards her.

“Well, I may need a little help…” You said with an almost inaudible voice. Marilyn smirked and helped you up.

“Are you okay?” She asked, as worried as ever.

“Yeah, yeah… I'm going to the bathroom or we're going to have a problem,” you said, walking towards the gas station.

After a while, you returned to the car, where the redhead was waiting.

“Lets take a walk? I need to stretch my legs,” she asked you. You nodded and grabbed her arm, walking through that almost deserted gas station. The day was cold, but your wife was always there to protect you from the freezing temperatures.

“Mari…” You said, resting your head on her shoulder.

“Hmm?”

“I'm sorry you have to drive all the way…” You said with a sincere apologetic tone.

“It's okay, my love... The important thing is that you and the girl are well,” she told you, with her relaxing voice.

“Hey, she's not “the girl” anymore, now she has a name, do you remember?” You said amused.

“Oh it's true. Evelyn…”

“Evelyn…” You sighed too. As soon as you spoke, something moved on your belly. She seemed to like hearing her name very much. “Hey, Marilyn, she's moving…”

The redhead stopped and lovingly placed her hand on your belly. Her face was like the happiest person in the world.

“Yes, I can feel her,” she said, almost with tears in her eyes. “It's, it's incredible… I still can't believe it was possible.”

Seeing Marilyn so happy made you feel like you were walking on the clouds. She was so excited. But she was right, neither of you thought you could have a child of your own.

“Well, the fact that you work at Nevermore has had a lot to do with it,” you commented, remembering how her co-workers offered to find a spell, or a ritual to make it possible.

“I don't know how to thank them for their help. This is the best thing that has happened to me in all my life…” She said excitedly. “Well, after meeting you, of course.”

You smiled and put your hand on hers, while you noticed how little Evelyn seemed to understand your words.

“Was that a kick?” the redhead asked. “Calm down, my love...” She said, speaking to your belly. “Your moms are here with you...”

A chill brought you back to reality. It was starting to get very cold, it was time to go back to the car.

“I'm starting to freeze a little…” You said, shivering.

“Sure, sure, come on, let's go back to the car,” Marilyn said, hugging you affectionately while she rubbed your arm.

You don't know how much time passed, but when you raised your head, you were already entering your small town. You realized that you had fallen asleep and you felt so bad for your wife.

“Mari…” You said yawning. “Forgive me, I fell asleep...”

“Honey, don't apologize, you have to rest,” She said, with a kind voice. “But it's very good that you've woken up, because I don't know where to go now.”

“Oh… Um… Do you see that pharmacy on the corner?”

Marilyn agreed. It was beginning to snow and visibility was gradually reducing.

“To the right and then straight ahead until the end of the street.”

The redhead followed your instructions and soon you arrived at your destination. As always, your parents' house was ridiculously decorated with Christmas lights. When you were a little girl you liked to put them next to your father. Apparently he continued to maintain the tradition.

“(Y/N)!” Your father said, opening the door. “We were starting to worry.”

“Hello dad,” you said, trying to hold in one of her hugs. “We've had to stop quite a few times, my fault.”

He also greeted your wife affectionately. He was a good man, and he never judged you for being with her.

Going back into your house was strange for you, but a comforting nostalgia invaded you at the same time. Your mother was sitting in her chair, and when she saw you she made an exaggerated expression of joy.

“(Y/N), my little one, how big you are now…” She said, hugging you affectionately. “Hi Marilyn, nice to see you.”

The redhead greeted your mother and put the suitcases on the floor. Your mother put her hands on your belly affectionately. She was very surprised when you told her that she was going to be a grandmother, but somehow, that ended her dislike for Marilyn.

“How is my precious granddaughter doing?” She asked with a goofy voice.

“Taking into account that there is a month left for her to be born, she is doing great. At least she has some heat,” you said ironically, rubbing your hands. Your town was a very cold place, it always was.

“Oh, yes, if you had come yesterday you would surely get stuck on the road. There was like a meter and a half of snow,” your father said, taking your suitcases.

“Richard, don't say those things, don't make her nervous,” your mother said, scolding her husband. He stuck his tongue out at her and headed down the hall.

“Please, sit down, I'm finishing preparing dinner,” she said kindly. You looked at Marilyn, telling her with your look how strange it seemed to you that your mother was being so nice.

“I'm going to the bathroom first,” you said, turning around.

When you came out, relieved, you walked slowly and quietly. You knew that your mother used to make mean comments to Marilyn, but surprisingly, all you heard was a soft laughter. You looked out and saw the image that you always wanted to see.

Your mother and your wife talking quietly by the warmth of the fireplace.

“Am I interrupting something?” You asked jokingly, sitting next to the redhead. She looked at you and smiled, shaking her head.

“Your mother was telling me how much you loved Christmas when you were a little girl,” she told you, rubbing your back.

“Oh.”

“When she was eight years old, she was suddenly frightened by the idea that a man with a bag would come down with the chimney and enter the house. That Christmas Eve she slept hugging a tennis racket,” she said amused. Your face burned with embarrassment, and even more so when you saw how the redhead laughed.

“Mom!”

“It was just an anecdote,” she said, looking at you with some superiority. You grunted and crossed your arms indignantly. “You should go to change your clothes. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes.”

You both nodded and went to the room your parents had prepared.

You clumsily managed to put on something more elegant, even though you didn't look like that. Suddenly a puncture in your belly made you slouch. It was a sharp, intense pain, and of course it was not lost on Marilyn.

“(Y/N), what's wrong?” she asked, worried. You shook your head.

“Nothing, it was nothing,” you said, trying to reassure both her and yourself. The pain subsided a little, but not quite, becoming a softer, but permanent sensation. You decided not to worry Marilyn anymore and pretend everything was fine.

“Hou hou houuu,” your father said as you left the room. He always managed to embarrass you in some way, but you loved him very much for it.

Dinner was elegant. Your parents liked to dress up for Christmas Eve dinner, and make it a fancy and sophisticated occasion. In addition they like preparing a huge amount of food.

“Have you already thought of a name?” your mother asked while you were having dinner. You both looked at each other excited to have an answer, but your mother did not let you speak. “I have always liked something classic, like Jaqueline. It is the name of an important woman.”

You grimaced and shook your head with wide eyes.

“I like Richard, so you can call him Richard Jr.” Your father said, maintaining the horrible habit of speaking with his mouth full of food.

You snorted and became serious.

“Dad, it's a girl,” you said, sick of telling him.

“Well, well, you never know the way it could end,” he said, ignoring your comment. You rolled your eyes and raised your hand to your forehead. You were sweating

It was hot in the house, but you didn't think it was hot enough to make you sweat. The pain from before returned, and you closed your eyes, trying to hide it.

“Honey, are you alright?” Marilyn asked, clearly noticing. “Do you need something?”

“N, no… I'm fine,” you said, blatantly lying. You knew how she got when you weren't well, and you didn't want to worry her.

“You don't look good,” she whispered to you, while she pretended to listen to another of the "funny stories about your father."

“Mari, seriously, stop worrying, I'm…I'm…” You couldn't continue the sentence. The pain became unbearable, and now you managed to get your parents' attention.

“(Y/N), what's wrong?” Your mother asked, getting up worried.

“I… I… I, it hurts,” you could say. Marilyn's eyes were wide with an expression of utter terror.

“Oh my God…” She said, placing a comforting hand on your back. “Calm down, breathe...”

“Fuck…” You said through your teeth, while you writhed in pain.

“Let's go to the hospital, right now,” Marilyn said, helping you up.

“Is the baby coming?” your father asked, also scared.

“I… I don't know…” You stammered, letting you put a coat over your shoulders.

“Wait, (Y / N), We go with you,” your mother said, going to look for her bag.

“No! No!” You screamed, holding your belly with your hand. “I need to be... Calm.”

“Hey, Marilyn,” your father said, tossing her what looked like the keys to his truck. “Take my monster, it's snowing a lot out there.”

“Thank you,” she said, walking out the door.

“Hold on honey, we're almost there,” she told you. You didn't see anything. Snow and pain clouded your mind. You had never felt anything like this, and you were worried, very worried.

At the hospital they treated you right away, luckily none of your old doctors were left, you would have to give a lot of explaining.

“Are you feeling better, (Y/N)?” the doctor said, entering the room in which they had put you. You agreed. The pain subsided after a short time. Marilyn was sitting next to you, lightly caressing your forehead.

“Yes... It seems that it doesn't hurt anymore,” you said, dizzy.

“Is the baby okay?” Marilyn asked, worried. You also looked at the doctor with a panicked face.

“Of course, but if you stay calmer…” the friendly doctor said, bringing an ultrasound machine closer to you. “Show me that belly, dear. You lifted your clothes and felt again the uncomfortable cold of that liquid.

The machine started to ring, but you weren't looking at the screen, you were looking at the doctor, trying to decipher her expressions.

“Oh yeah…” She murmured. This little baby still has a while to go out,” she said, turning the machine so that you could see it.

You always got that silly face looking at the ultrasounds, exactly the same as your wife.

“She doesn't have much left, though,” she said kindly, taking in the details.

“What happened to me?” You asked, without taking your eyes off your daughter.

“Oh, it's quite usual, it's just been some practice contractions. Your body is... let's say, "rehearsing" for when the big day arrives. It is very common on new mothers.”

Marilyn and you sighed at the same time. It wasn't ideal for your daughter to be born there, you preferred Jericho, at least there you wouldn't have to give so many explanations.

“Great…” You said, breathing normally. “Can we go now? My parents are worried.”

“Of course.”

Feeling much better, you went back to the car. It seemed as if the weather had also given you a truce, since it had stopped snowing.

You explained to your parents what had happened and the desire you had to get into bed was already unbearable. You calmly made yourself comfortable and lay on your back, feeling how sleeping that night was not going to be difficult.

“Are you feeling better, honey?” Marilyn asked you, entering the room. You nodded and hit the bed so that she would lie down with you.

“What a scare you gave me...” She whispered, snuggling up next to you and placing a hand on your bulging belly.

“It seems that Evelyn has seen my parents and she has regretted going out,” you said, amused. Marilyn laughed and hugged you even more tenderly.

“Don't say that, (Y/N). They are behaving wonderfully,” she told you softly.

“That's what scares me,” you answered, taking her hand. She brought it to her lips and kissed it lovingly.

The redhead turned off the light and she lay back down, still holding you protectively.

“Hey, Marilyn,” you said, interrupting the silence of the night.

“Hmm?”

“Do you think we'll be good mothers to her?” You asked, noticing how suddenly your eyes refused to close.

“Of course, my love…” She told you, gently kissing your cheek. “Evelyn will be very happy.”

You couldn't help but get a little excited. The idea of being a mother seemed a bit rash to you, but little by little it began to sound too good in your head. There was nothing you could do anymore to show your wife that you loved her, except give her someone to love, give her a family to care for and protect.

“I love you…” You murmured.

“Me too, honey. I love you so much.”

A short time later you began to feel how sleep was taking over you, and you decided to surrender to it. After all, the next day was Christmas, and there were many things to celebrate.

“Merry Christmas, sweetheart,” your mother said, giving you a gift.

“Thanks, mom,” you said, slowly removing the wrapping paper, just the way you liked it. “Oh, Stephen King's new book, I love it,” you said excitedly.

Marilyn also had gifts, and they mysteriously hit the mark. The calls your mother made you a week before had nothing to do with it. She was happy, radiant, but deep down you could see a certain melancholy in her face. She was an orphan, she had no family, and a day like that, it was especially hard to remember. You held her hand, letting her know that she would never be alone again, never.

“And this is for the newest member of the family,” your father said, handing the two of you an awkwardly wrapped package.

“Oh my God...” You said while you unwrapped it. You took it out of the box and frowned. “A baby-size baseball outfit?” You asked. Marilyn tried to hold back her laughter.

“Yes, like this from a young age, you can make him a child who is passionate about sports. Who knows, he might end up being a superstar. The league needs new talents,” he said, unfortunately seriously.

“Dad, for the last time, it's, a, girl!” You said raising your tone, but without any rancor.

“And that's why she can't play baseball? (Y/N), how old-fashioned you are,” you put your hand to your forehead and you shook your head. Loud laughter filled the walls of that house.

“By the way, (Y/N),” your mother said, interrupting the fun. “You did not get to tell us what her name will be…”

You looked at Marilyn and stayed like that for a moment, feeling the most intense love you've ever felt.

“Evelyn… we’re going to name her Evelyn.”

#marilyn thornhill #marilyn thornhill x reader #wednesday #ms thornhill #oneshot

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ticklygiggles · 1 year

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"I'll be home for Christmas" with KuroDai? Maybe some video call teases or something like that :D

[25 Christmas drabbles] - entries closed!

A/N: happy first day of Christmas! I'M SO EXCITED, I love Christmas sjsjsfn and I hope you all enjoy all the drabbles! ^^

KuroDai - 1. "I'll be home for Christmas!"

"I'll be home for Christmas!"

"Yeah, you keep saying that," Daichi said to the phone laying on the pillow next to him in bed. "But you know Christmas is literally next week, right? I don't see your face around here."

Kuroo's laugh ringed through all the room from the other side of the line and Daichi's heart clenched, missing to hear that sound in person and see Kuroo's face lighting up with his bright smile.

He missed him so dearly. It was not the first time Kuroo had to leave in a business trip, but it was the first time he had to leave during Christmas time and Daichi couldn't help but feel sad and lonely.

It wasn't like they did a big celebration during Christmas day, they usually just enjoyed some nice food and cuddled in the living room watching some movies, but it was something they did yearly and if Kuroo wasn't going to be around... well, Daichi would feel just like he's not complete.

"I know, I know. I'm seriously going to be there, I promise! Do you miss me that much?" He teased and Daichi's cheeks blushed, but he was quick to answer back:

"Not as much as you miss me tickling you."

"W-What?!" Kuroo gasped and Daichi could hear him blush over the phone.

Ah, yes. Daichi probably also usually spent Christmas day wrecking Kuroo until he was begging for mercy. He wouldn't call it a tradition per se, after all, he used to tickle Kuroo in every little chance he got, but certainly always found the time to tickle him under the beautiful Christmas lights of their tree until there were happy tears of laughter rolling down the sides of Kuroo's face.

Daichi chuckled and a smirk took place on his lips. "What, 'what'? Are you going to deny you miss my tickling? Even though I know how much you love it?"

"D-Daichi! Are- Are you crazy? What are you-

"What do you miss more?" Daichi said, ignoring Kuroo's stuttering. "Me tickling your ribs or your armpits?"

Silence fell upon the other end of the line, except for an agitated breathing. Daichi smirked and he continued.

"Of course, it was silly of me to ask, after all, your armpits are your favorite spot, right?" He heard something like a groan and he chuckled. "You've been away from a few days now, but I haven't forgotten, don't worry. I know you really like it when I pin your arms above your head and just go crazy over your poor underarms."

"Daichi," Kuroo whined. "S-Stop."

"Well, I'm not doing anything, yet," Daichi said and Kuroo whined again. "Maybe when you come back we can try those handcuffs you got the other day. I know you want me to tickle you in those."

"Dahaichi!"

"Are you giggling already? C'mon, Tetsu. I'm not even touching you, am I?"

"Ugh, Daichi, you're the worst!"

Daichi chuckled. "I'm just saying you're missing some fun for working and- oh?"

"What's wrong?"

Daichi hummed, getting up from the bed and turning off the speaker of his phone to press it to his ear.

"Someone's knocking on the door... Weird, it's so late."

"Be careful, police officer~"

Daichi snorted and he did some small talk with Kuroo as he walked to the door. He could hear deep mumbling and his heart did a little jump. His footsteps quickened and he quickly opened the door.

"... And then- oh, finally!"

There he was. As handsome as ever. Smiling bashfully at Daichi, cheeks flushed pink and eyes twinkling with excitement.

"Tetsu," Daichi whispered, almost breathlessly, lowering his phone from his ear.

"I told you I would be back, didn't I?"

Daichi felt his eyes tearing up, but he tried to hold back. "You just wanted me to tickle you again!"

Kuroo gasped and he quickly entered the house, closing the door behind him and engulfing Daichi in a tight hug.

"You talk too loud!"

Daichi laughed, tightly hugging Kuroo back. "I missed you, silly!"

Kuroo chuckled, "I missed you too," he said, cupping Daichi's cheeks between his cold hands, rubbing Daichi's cheekbones tenderly before pressing his lips against Daichi's, kissing him lovingly.

Daichi felt his knees going a little weak, kissing Kuroo again after so many days of not doing it, but a sudden giggle bubbled past his lips and into Kuroo's when he felt a cold hand sneaking under his shirt to tickle his waist.

"T-Tehehetsu!"

"As far as I know," Kuroo mumbled against Daichi's smiling lips. "I'm not the only one who loves it," he said, making Daichi turn bright pink as now both hands tickled his waist under his shirt.

As Daichi giggled and laughed and tried to escape from Kuroo's evil fingers looking for revenge after teasing him silly, he thought that, now that Kuroo was home, the void he felt in his heart was again filled with joy and love and his Christmas felt just as warmer as the ones before.

#25 christmas drabbles event #Haikyuu!!#kurodai #Kuroo Tetsurou #Sawamura Daichi #ticklish!Daichi #ticklish!Kuroo #mia's things #mia's drabbles

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ryuichirou · 6 months

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More replies! We have a couple of asks about Jack today~ Talked a lot about the good boy of the cast lol

Oh, and spoiler warning for Kuroshitsuji and twst ch7 for the second reply (the first one under the “read more”) thing. Kind of sort of?? Just to be safe.

Anonymous asked:

"I try not to spend more than one hour per day on writing replies." Omg, ryuichi, you spend almost 1 hour replying to asks?! Are you ok?! Don't push yourself.

Also, femChenya, being able to change her breast size, is so cursed that i love it. Thanks, i won't stop thinking about that for the rest of the day lmao.

(related to our hc post)

Aww thank you for your concern, Anon!! I’m just very slow at writing things, and I tend to talk a lot, so it takes longer than it should. But I really want people to get their replies + I really enjoy writing them, so it’s fun! If I get tired, I’ll just skip a day or two… As long as people don’t mind me replying after like a month, it’s all good lol

I’m glad you enjoyed that Che’nya headcanon! She is one cursed cat, I’m 100% sure she has startled Riddle with this trick multiple times…

Anonymous asked:

Silver 🤝Snake

Being cute silver haired boys mentally broken by Yana Toboso by finding out the truth about two conflicting sides related to their family/found family

TRUEEEEE!!

Every time we talk about Snake we keep calling him Silver :( This is a curse that cannot be lifted, and of course both of these calm and quiet silver haired babes are going to suffer emotionally in the worst way possible. Poor boys (they look so cute when they suffer though)

Anonymous asked:

Hehe...Vil and Azul being in-laws will be hilarious. Like if it is Christmas and that all those two did just bicker and argue. Idia too scared to confront them while Ortho cheers for Vil. Also a way to get Azul to exploit Vil...

(related to our previous repliy)

God how much I want to see them celebrate Christmas together lol it really would be a disaster. Poor Idia just wants everyone to disappear, he has games to play and anime to watch.

I wonder how long it’d take for Azul to stop trying to act like the slimiest smiling nice guy in the world and start getting openly irritated by Vil who doesn’t buy his bullshit. I guess spending Christmas holidays together would be enough lol

furubatsu asked:

I just read Jack's dorm vignette and idk if you ship them or not but I need your take on whatever the fuck he and Ruggie have going on. He's insane in that story.

*addendum of my prev ask: I meant I now you don't ship them, I just wanted your take on Jack and Ruggie because what the fuck is that vignette? (Also even with some of your ships I don't like, I am very into your takes o the chara ters and their dynamics)

Sorry for the late reply, but we FINALLY watched that vignette, and it was so funny and weird. Just like you said… Jack is insane TwT

Just like you said, we don’t ship these two, but that interaction gave us quite some food to chew on. And ironically, the only thought I have in my head after watching this is “wow, Jack really is just a puppy”. Maybe it’s because with Jack I always get this weird desire to treat him like a pup, he is surprisingly cuddable for a guy his size. In a “gosh how pwecious you are, with your floofy tail and ears awwww who’s a good boi yes you are mister doggie sir”. And Jack’s behavior in this vignette certainly didn’t help with that at all lol

But overall it’s just cute that he has this dog (wolf) mentality of trying to find order or hierarchy in a group that he is a part on. He needs the structure of a pack, I guess it’s just more natural to him. What’s also interesting is that while he admires Ruggie and I guess has chosen him as a leader (congrats on being an alpha, Ruggie…?), he doesn’t want a boss. I think the guys nailed it when they realised that Jack is acting like a little brother who has a lot to learn from Ruggie.

Which is suuuuper ironic because while being a good older brother for his own younglings, Ruggie really doesn’t want to get all familial with the guys from NRC. He wants connections and useful friendships, but when it comes to the type of dynamic Jack asks for, Ruggie is like the one person who wouldn’t want this type of closeness. And it’s very interesting to see how he just doesn’t get Jack’s desire to help him out and protect him selflessly and gratuitously.

So yeah, they’re interesting! We also liked their interactions in the Portfest event. Jack is super stubborn with his morals and his urge to do good things to people he respects, and it’s hilarious how Ruggie can’t really fight it and is visibly uncomfortable with it because of how unusual it is to him.

(Also, thank you so much for your kind words, I am very happy that you like the way I talk about the characters even if you don’t like some of our ships <3 I appreciate it a lot!)

Anonymous asked:

how do you feel about jack/epel? is a vanilla but sweet ship imo, and i think epel definitely would have a thing for buff men

i also may or may not hc rook has an interest in everyone’s “mating habits”, especially the non human students. he’d find it interesting watching his junior take on a big beastman

They are kind of too vanilla for us because Jack is general is kind of vanilla despite his animalistic side, so it’s not a huge ship for us, but it’s still a very good one! Epel absolutely has a thing for buff men, it’s funny how pretty much all of his ships are just him + huge animalistic guy… Epel would try to act like he’s “one of the dudes”, just another buff bro in his soul, but we all know how giggly he would get if, you know. Things happened.

And the Rook hc is pretty much canon, at least in my head lol There is absolutely no way he wouldn’t get interested. What a blessing it is that Epel’s potential mates are wolves, eels and all kinds of animals~ It makes the whole experience even more beauté

#replies

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knightinink · 1 year

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omg pleeease elaborate on Pip and Satan some more 🙏 I love the idea of them getting along really well

ooo yes! I do love them too, & I don't think their relationship is talked about enough.

-After s1ep10 when Satan & Damien return to Hell, Damien can't stop talking about his new friend Pip. Satan is glad his son finally made a friend, despite the firework incident. He gently scolds Damien for his behavior, & suggests that the next time they meet, he apologize. That last part flies over Damien's head because all he heard was *there's a next time!??!?*

-Okay so referencing the third part of this fic, I like to think Pip & Satan's first official in-person meeting wouldn't be polite introductions, but rather just another being that is in need of help, right now. Satan would feel bad for the kid, having to go through something so traumatic so young. Pip's situation also strikes a chord of empathy within him, as he is a fallen angel as well & has very similar scarring on his back (though he's careful not to let it show).

-You think Pip's a crier? Just wait until you meet Satan. Any cliché thing that would typically be a tear-jerker has the king bawling like a baby.

-They both enjoy classical music & tea. Before they met, Damien thought that "tea time" was stupid & a waste of time, but now, seeing his first friend & his father so happy, maybe it's not as stupid as he thought... especially when they find a tea that he enjoys.

-Satan treats this kid like a son. Especially after learning about Pip being an orphan, having gone through many fosters, & an adoption fail? Oh yeah, he's not letting that just slip by. Similarly to how Satan sat & explained addiction to Stan, he sits Pip down & lets him vent, having kept his poor emotions bottled up & putting on a happy front. & vent Pip does. This is the first adult in a long while (I'm not forgetting about Joe) who is actually listening to him, & Pip feels heard. Satan is a close father-figure to him after that.

-Continuing with this parental-figure idea, an animatic worked its way into my head a few months ago while listening to "Christmas Time In Hell", of Satan giving Pip his first real holiday experience, taking him & Damien around Hell to gaze upon the celebrations. (The kids also hitch a sort-of piggyback ride, each one on either shoulder, as Satan's fucking huge). He knits the Brit a Christmas sweater alongside Damien that year, & continues to do so every year.

-They indulge in cheesy Hallmark movies, much to Damien's (feigned) annoyance.

-With Pip being there now, this helps Satan realize even further that he doesn't need to pursue a romantic relationship to be happy; he is perfectly content & happy being a father & having that familial love instead.

-Upon Satan's death, Pip takes it very hard. He thought he would handle it better, what with death being a very prominent thing that surrounded him & his family, but nope. He's grieving just as hard a Damien is. They each have a Satan-shaped hole in their hearts, & help each other get through it. They've both finally gotten the parental affection they craved (Damien's relationship with his father on the mend after Satan breaks-up with Chris, finally growing up & really being there for his son), only to have it ripped away from them too soon.

Ooh boy, sorry for the angst on that last one, but what did you expect? This is me we're talking about! thank you so much for the ask, anon! This one was really fun to do.

(& if you have any dip (opening it up to Satan as well!) headcanon requests, my askbox is open!)

#pip pirrup #damien thorn #south park satan #sp dip #pip x damien #south park headcanons #south park

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awigglycultist · 1 year

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Random How the Grunch Cribbed Christmas thoughts/fav things/live blog/ect. Look you know the drill probably.

"Jinkles Christ what an embarrassing way to start!"

"shake your asses!"

Also Esther with the lights on them djdjjd

*farts into mic* "L'Chaim"

Why is Gwen flossing oh god

The applause sign nddbbd

Esther showing everyone a qr code for everyone to give them money ndjdn

"I can't believe you trust the internet with your money, I keep mine where its safe, irl in the unlocked glove department of my van parked out front... Theres cameras! Jesus Christ!"

"in your hometown where you would revice no attention or fame :)"

"and we're out!" "glad I don't have to listen that" "oh you know what sorry now we're out"

"I got an appointment out back with Jolly Ol Saint Dick"

The whole bit with Scrags interrogating Rudy nfjdd

"she knows we have a special bond. And I think her husband knows that too"

"Keith Swanson you puckish imp!"

"yeah we all agree she's trying to pig out on that Keith beef in thr sheets right?"

I think I would die if I was Ace

Poor Scrags

"it's also a waste of my stage time"

There he is. There's the grunch.

"I do not want to look like one of those amateur shows where there's a long blackout and people judt stumble around like idiots"

Ah yes non denominational Santa

"how old are you supposed to be in this song?" "six" "six?"

"Santa" "what?" "boner" "fuck"

Buddy they seem like they wanna fuck you bc of the song

"baby J, papa G, and... The third one"

"or join us on the naughty list" "I totally fucking will" "Keith"

"project"

Esther not being able to read the card is so funny

I love how fucking excited Esther is the moment they see Kirk

Rip Scrags

"my absolute. Best. Friend."

The Esther and Kirk handshake is incredible

I immediately absolutely love Kirk also so I get where Esther is coming from

"happy... Christmas everyone!"

Orlando's entrance is absolutely wonderful

"oh hey uhmm" "it's like the reindeer" "reindeer"

"and that's my childhood trauma.. Being privileged."

"do what my family did, celebrate both" "pft okay. You can do that!?"

"aren't you a sight for whore eyes"

I'd love to know if this would take place before or after ep1 of sisbib bc of Rhoda's Ark being one of the sponsorships

The absolute tension between Gwen and Lisa

"move on!"

Scrags has no idea what he's doing

"will the squad ever come to Florida?" "absolutely not"

"as the only Christian in the squad uhm... It me" "okay, holy spirit doesn't equate to holiday spirit dipshit" "oh my god can Christians just come out on top for once?"

Omg Nick Gage could write an awesome rock song about Christmas

The bit where Esther is on the floor seemingly about to fall asleep only to go right back into the song is great

Honestly incredibly rude if the grunch to knock everything over after Scrags just cleaned up, I don't even care about him stealing presents or....pissing into the diffuser

"if Gwen was giving anyone a handjob I would know about it!"

"do we have any fuckable singles in the audience?"

"I'm joking! I'm half joking"

So who's gonna do the math to figure out how many lawsuits he has against him and how many years he was in prison

I love Orlando

Also. I shout this out all the time but absolute shout out to the background acting in this show

Are they allowed to use this song?

Keith absolutely ROCKING OUT

Scrags screaming omh

"oh I don't know maybe a vengeful monster wHO WE JUST BEETLEJUICED INTO EXISTENCE"

"OH YEAH EAT SHIT ACE!"

Ah finally. Brian playing a women

"multi-generational ogies with the neighbours"

No he's right Pirates are super cool

:( Scrags <3 beloved poor guy

Joey saying bye to that person getting up in the middle of a song djdndkdb also that person left for the bathroom at the wrong time. Like they left right around the start of the song and then came back at the very end of it when everyone was absolutely going crazy applauding for the song, they really missed the best song

We definitely need more Joey and Corey duets

"what do you want Scrags?" "DAAADDD"

"Scrags what were you thinking?" hey it's not his fault you went live right as he had an emotional song with Orlando about his daddy issues

Omg didn't know Brian could play violin

Scrags just. Sulking. In the background.

Scrags putting up the applause sign for the show getting cancelled ndkdndnd

Keith having these signs prepared to ask for a threesome. Omg.

Brian quick changes!!

Honestly tho what a fun uplifting song

Their step forwards djdndn

"to get over this whole sad boy routine..."

"a threesome with her and who else?" *gets down on one knee and presents himself*

"this is a really long black out"

Joey nearly knocking over the mic sjdndj

"hide your kids hide your wives hide your presents!"

"maybe finally this year the grunch will finally take me and this nightmare will be over"

"he thinks moses is like the Santa of Hanukkah and I thought it was too funny to correct"

Yeah this really is terrifying

Keith you idiot

Yeah go off Gwen

Scrags and Esther doing hand motions in the background for the notes and make faces while Gwen misses her notes kdnddn

"his stink glands you see... We're.. So... Fucking bad"

Wonderful accent Scrags

The slow no fighting ndjd

Oh boy there's three grunches now!

Scrags finally held the sign up right :)

How dare they not give him a song

"Orlando, you remember!" "absolutely not."

Keith yelling "this is what I do when I'm happy!" when Esther tells him to stop flossing sjdbdn

Rip Rudy

YEAH WOO ESTHER

"some random y2k spy wear I had lying around"

"EFFECT ALTRUISM BITCHES" FUCK YEAH ESTHER

YEAH THEY SURE ARE THE MIRACLE

The fact Keith's first wet dream was too one of Esther's parents....

"yeah I got a lot of guilt" "ah yethe one thing you Catholics and us Jews have in common" "pretty sure the Jews call it 'gelt'" "nah that's chocolate coins" "no it's not"

"how many nights of Hanukkah are there??"

Reprise time!

WOO ACE!!

This show really is great and I Iove the music and really wish more people were watching it and talking about it

#tin can bros #tin can brothers #how the grunch cribbed christmas #htgcc #solve it squad #solve it squad returns

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ciaossu-imagines · 2 years

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Prompt 2, number 8, for your fave character! Thanks

Thank you so much for the request, my gorgeous anon! The thing with me is that I don't really have an solid favourites - they always change and I can find something interesting or likeable about most characters so I gave you the ones I am loving at the moment and, since you didn't specify a fandom, I hope you don't mind I did it for all my fandoms!

Prompt 2, Number 8: Is the house decorated for the holidays? What is their favourite holiday dish?

Katekyo Hitman Reborn

While Haru doesn't normally celebrate Christmas, I feel like if she was given a chance to, she would definitely go all out. Absolutely, insanely overboard, actually! Her house would have so many lights, inflatable decorations, lawn ornaments, wreaths at the door, trees in the yard done up as Christmas trees, a sound system playing Christmas carols for all to hear - anything she could decorate with, she would. The result could probably be seen from outer space! It's over the top but just incredibly fun and she enjoys it so much! I feel she probably has a sleigh decoration and makes herself a Santa costume so that she can go sit out in it at nights to wave to the children with a ho-ho-ho! As for the Christmas meal, she'd be a big fan of all the sides, which would mostly have Japanese twists to them, but nothing beats white rice for her.

Eyeshield 21!

Hiruma hates Christmas. Just saying but it's definitely not his choice of holidays. He doesn't care about the holiday; the only thing on his mind is the Christmas Bowl. This is not a holiday, this is time for football, so fuck off you fucks and concentrate on football!! He wouldn't decorate unless he absolutely has to - the blinking lights and over the top inflatables kind of annoy him; he doesn't see the appeal, despite his general over-the-topness! For Christmas dinner, he definitely follows the fried chicken Japanese trend.

Mob Psycho 100

Mob has never celebrated Christmas before but he would find the holiday novel and interesting. He'd probably enjoy decorating but would keep things very low-key, maybe do up a small tree and hang some garlands or tinsel but it would definitely be very minimal but still pretty decorations. For Christmas meals, if he had the chance to eat a traditional meal, I feel he would try everything and enjoy most of it, though he'd hate gravy.

K Project

I feel like Tatara would have gotten really into Christmas at one point, especially because of the strong ties with family togetherness and joy and peace it has. He would've insisted and set up everything for all of his HOMRA family to get together and decorate the bar. Tinsel, lights, garlands, and of course a little tree in a corner with an angel to put on top of it - he personally lifts Anna up so she can place it on top of the tree. If he can, he tries to arrange Christmas supper for everyone at the bar too, making it a potluck so that everyone can have fun contributing to the meal. He brings dessert, a sponge cake he learned to make when he got interested in baking and that he has Anna help him make.

One Punch Man

Saitama doesn't really care about Christmas. He doesn't decorate but he's not against decorations. He finds them pretty and would like looking at them. He also doesn't eat anything special that day but loves when people invite him to their Christmas meals because he is poor and free food is free food!

Saiyuki

Gojyo barely decorates his house outside of the Christmas season. Until Hakkai came along, it was sparsely furnished and very messy. He wouldn't even think to decorate it for Christmas, especially as Christmas was never something he would ever have experienced growing up, even if it was commonly celebrated. Seeing everything all nicely decorated for Christmas would actually make him feel a little depressed somehow and he tends to avoid all Christmas festivities or events or meals.

Ronin Warriors

Rowan hates Christmas. Why, oh why, does everyone insist on getting up at the ass-crack of dawn to celebrate it? This boy wants and needs and loves his sleep and he'll be a very grumpy boy Christmas morning and in the days leading up to it, though he tries. He wouldn't decorate but would try to help out others decorating if they asked and actually has a somewhat artistic, though avant-garde, knack for it. The Christmas supper, though? Now that's something he can get behind. He's a huge eater but his favourite part is pie at the end, pumpkin if he can get it, with lots of whipped cream on top.

Nanbaka

Nico is a huge child. While he never got to experience Christmas in his childhood, when he finally got to celebrate it, he would be beyond excited and happy and would approach it with his usual enthusiasm and energy! He's really into making as many of the decorations as he can with his cell-mates and excels at paper-chains and popcorn strings, spending hours happily making them and no matter how childish or messy the end result looks, he thinks it's the most beautiful thing in the world. As for the Christmas meal, he likes cranberry sauce but only if it's on the sweet side, and makes sure to save room for second helpings of dessert!

GetBackers

Ban considers decorating for Christmas to be a huge waste of money. Money he doesn't have anyway, thank you very much. He is a huge Grinch, refusing to have anything to do with Christmas and the only reason he tolerates the holiday season is because the GetBackers tend to see an uptick in cases around that time.

Bleach

I love this picture that, at some point in his very long life, probably shortly after living in the human world, Kisuke got really interested in Christmas and that he has all these retro, plastic Christmas decorations and the tackiest flocked fake Christmas tree and just the most outrageous decorations that he still busts out...always in July. Never actually at Christmas. Just to fuck with people. He'll even spread out a whole Christmas feast around that time, just because he can, with his favourite dish being just boring mashed potatoes, or so he claims.

Bungo Stray Dogs

Odasaku never cared about Christmas until the kids came into his life. But once they did, he wanted nothing more than to make Christmas special for them. He decorates, though meagerly, with a lot of the decorations being crafts he does with the kids, paper snowflakes and little ornaments to put on the table-top tree he could afford for them. He treats them all to fried chicken on Christmas and never has it tasted better to him than at those moments.

Servamp

Tsubaki would get really into Christmas and find it just the best thing ever. At least for a little bit...the man is flighty as anything. While he had that intense interest, he would definitely decorate every square inch of the apartment with whatever he possibly could. Ornaments, stockings, a tree, nutcrackers, wreaths, signs, candles - if it looked commercially tacky and Christmassy, it's right up his alley! He would also definitely have Christmas carols on a loop constantly while celebrating and decorating. And while it might not be traditionally Christmas, he wants inari sushi for his Christmas meal!

Mystic Messenger

Being Catholic, I feel like Saeyoung, while not going outrageous with the decorations, would definitely have a nativity set that is very well taken care of and displayed as prominently as he can. The rest of the decorations are mismatched but kind of charming because of it, just things that caught his fancy. He'll put more effort into decorating, though everything will still be very mismatched and chaotic, once Saeran comes to live with him. As for the meal, for most Christmases, it was junk food and it's still what he'll prefer.

Ikemen Revolution

Okay, but Jonah definitely grew up with Christmas being a huge thing. Lots of gifts and Christmas parties, lots of Christmas treats, and the place decorated like something out of a Christmas card. I definitely think he insists on decorating for Christmas. Just not himself. There are people to do that for him or so his upbringing taught him. He'd honestly have absolutely no idea how to decorate for Christmas. Not the faintest clue. But he supervises the decorating like a very finicky, picky boss! As for the meal, he's only waiting for dessert and hopes it has strawberries!

Obey Me!

Okay, let's be real here - Diavolo would absolutely adore getting to try a human Christmas and would go over the top with it. While he might not get to do all the decorating himself, he'd definitely want everything decorated like he'd seen in all the research he'd done on a human Christmas and he'd definitely try to make time to at least dress the tree with the others, though he'd break more ornaments than he put on in his excitement. As for the meal, Barbatos is a wonderful cook and there's no part of it he doesn't enjoy, especially since his Christmas meal will be shared with Lucifer, Barbatos and all his other precious people.

Class of the Titans

Herry was raised by his grandmother on the farm and their Christmases were very 'down-home' and rustic as a result. A lot of the decorations were from natural resources, like pine wreaths and garlands, pinecones and hand-made salt dough ornaments that gave Herry many happy hours making as he grew up. He likes the Christmas lights and all the fun, fancy decorations but the simpler, country Christmases are the ones he enjoys most and will yearn for and choose to replicate. As for the meal, other than avoiding cranberry sauce, he's eating all of it that he can but special mention goes to the fresh-baked rolls used to sop up the gravy on his plate. He can polish off almost a full batch all by himself.

Disney's Ultimate Spider-Man

It's shown that Flash grew up in a rather poor family and I really don't think their house was decorated very thoroughly when he was growing up. They did up the tree and put the stockings underneath of it with the few gifts his parents could afford but little else was done. As such, I don't think he decorates a lot for Christmas but it is really, really important for him to decorate even a small tree and getting it just right can sometimes take him hours but it's very much a labour of love. As for the meal, he's a ham fan over turkey any day but if turkey is the only way to go, someone give him the legs. Dark meat over white any day!

X-Men: Evolution

Kurt loves Christmas but rarely got to participate publicly in Christmas growing up because of his mutant looks. He sticks to his German heritage and the German's Christmas traditions mostly, though he does embrace some more American ones. He's very big on Advent calendars and Christmas angels. As far as the meal goes, he eats well but his favourite Christmas treat is actually not part of the meal itself but part of the holiday season. He's definitely a sucker for good lebkuchen!

Hold Me Closer, Necromancer

I feel like Sean is really used to big Christmases growing up with the pack. Brannoc always decorated and I feel like his children, but especially Brid and Sean, keep doing that even after Brannoc passes. Sean tends to like to go over the top in his decorations - the more lights or the more decorations, the better to him. He gets a childlike joy out of Christmas, no matter how old he is, and loves to deck out the place, especially for the younger members of the pack. I could definitely see him donning a Santa suit for the younger members of the pack and handing out gifts to them all, making them laugh and really having a ball with it. As far as the meal goes, this is no small meal. It's been canonically stated that weres eat and eat a lot. The sideboards are threatening to break under the sheer weight of all the food and Sean stuffs himself on everything and anything, excluding the carrots which he hates. The Christmas meal isn't a proper Christmas feast if you don't have to unbutton your pants and go lay down afterwards, in his opinion.

The Outsiders

I really love the idea that, though very poor, the Curtis' always have a Christmas. It might be a very small Christmas, meager by most standards, but they all appreciate it and do love the holiday and do their best to decorate for it and to get each other gifts. The decorations are cheap-looking or crude but honestly, they have so much sentimental value to all the boys, but especially Darry, as they are all remnants from when their parents were alive and Darry remembers making some of the ornaments with his parents or his brothers more than Soda or Pony do. As for meals, while it's definitely not a feast by any standards, the boys do their best to eat well that day. Darry cooks the bird and does his best but gravy is where he definitely shines and that's his favourite, especially the next day on hot sandwiches made from leftovers.

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Santa Clauses S2 E5 spoilers:

I will say watching deadpool 2, then immediately watching The Santa Clauses is such a shift.

Anyways, spoilers are below for episode 5

We love daddy issues Kriss

BETTY!

Tim Allen is coming up with every excuse not to wear the fat suit.

YASSSS "look into my eyes What's do you see" "It's cold and its dark" that's the line from the second clause!

BETTY'S BACK!

Couple goals

Noooo, Betty, no leaving!

Being head elf must come with magic sass

Cal loving Riley ears is just so I grew in the north pole of him

Olga is me on a mental level

Will we ever get a like in-depth explanation of Claus magic powers? Seeing visions?

Mad santa started naughty coal, bet the poor families in the winter were actually thankful

Cal is talking to the reindeer, but still no Chet

Bernard acting like a head elf even before being head elf, honestly expecting nothing else.

The CIA elfs make me so happy.

"Being banished to the wobbly woods forever" that is the last line in the Elf Clause. Any elf that goes against Santa get banished

I want to know what Edie did to be above Gary. I do respect that Olga wants to maim Gary more than Santa scott. (Also, now I finished the fact that Betty is after Toots is impressive considering what she did)

STOP...... oh my god, I hate it. Scott is getting his powers back but facial hair first. I agree Carol he's about to sell me something. Or looks like the mayor of monopoly.

Betty and I think the same thoughts apparently because she just said what I just wrote (I'm pausing to write my thoughts)

I'm sorry I can't take this seriously

LA befana really out here being like, "Here's something to kill the bastard but it wasn't me"

I also agree she is a legendary figure? Yes, I know she's known in Italy and even celebrated down there still, but I didn't even know her till doing my own research who this christmas witch was. Then again, she's a legend in Italy, sooo. Does that mean mothman exists or Bigfoot?

Me too, emotional moments make me scared, too

....

She turned the easterbunny into a lemon

WeLl wHeN LiFe GiVeS YoU LeMoNs

Sandra, you don't speak fruit? I thought you had the internet up there.

They are closing the vortexes, and Cal is flying the sleigh

Elfs fighting with kazoos is my Romain Empire. I also feel like they played the kazoo kid song

I want to know the legendary figure legal department because who even writes these clauses?

I feel like mixing that much legendary figure magic is not a good thing, oh my god.

Hahahahha *removes mask* gasp it's you! Dude you don't even know her name, you can even get your head elfs name right.

Oh my god, I just need to watch the show and stop pausing because the next thing he said is that.

Noel being a simp

HAHHAHAHA Noel is now cannon "not bernard"

"Legendaries have no power against other legendaries." HAVE YOU FORGOTTEN ALREADY SANTA USING SANDMANS OWN SAND ON HIM. That it's my only peace of mind is sandman sand didn't actually affect him he just wanted an excuse to sleep.

And the fat suit back.

Cal your two brain cells are fighting for Dominance

Cal turning into a therapist someone get Neil!

Ha he called 911

HAHAHA he ripped it. Again, I want to know who writes these clauses. ALSO, COULD HE HAVE DONE THAT THE WHOLE TIME?!?!(I doubt Bernard would of let him)

That's some strong ducktape

NOOOOOOO Cal! I was starting to like the golden retriever

Scott and Carol are also couple goals

And she has a bazooka

And of course, it ends like that. Time to wait another week.

So thoughts?

Season 2, so far, has been better than season 1, as season 1 felt like a rewrite of the 3rd movie. This second season is bringing back reference to the movies. With Judy, Jack frost, carols eyes of darkness, etc. Cal is finally finding his footing, and Sandra is coming into her own. Hopefully, Scott finally opens his damn eyes to his children for once and sees that Cal wants to be his own person. Maybe only do Santa part-time instead of just taking over completely. See you all for episode 6.

#the santa clauses #the santa clause #santa clause #santa clauses #bernard #elfs #betty #i want chet #what happened to my baby?#did Forst adopt him?#season 2 #spoiler

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