#and a way of making christmas a fun family time with various traditions

[eulalielatibule]

Light the Meow-rah

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff (Mistress) x Black Cat!Hybrid!Reader (Kitten)

Word Count: ~1k

Summary: You and Wanda celebrate Hanukkah together.

Warnings: Fluff, religion, bd/sm dynamics, uses of honorifics: Mistress and Kitten, mentions of familial loss.

A/N: This is a rewrite from my old blog and I knew I had to change it to fit this AU. I hope you all enjoy! Part of my The Purrfect Pair AU. Asks and requests open.

“Yes! I get all of them!” Wanda cheered, the pile of various chocolate candy that was once in between you two now in front of just her. Meanwhile, you groaned and looked at the single chocolate coin you had- called gelt- and pouted, ears drooping down. With the way the game of dreidel works, if someone wins the whole pile in the middle everyone playing has to add one piece of their own personal pile to replenish it. Once someone had nothing left in their personal pile, they were out of the game. The last person in was the winner. It was basically a gambling game, whether you used actual money or not was up to you; you and Wanda decided chocolate was the way to go.

“You won the last five games!” You playfully swatted at her arm. It was fun for you to learn about Wanda’s traditions and religion. You had no knowledge of the way humans worked or what religions even were. Wanda enjoyed explaining the history of Judaism to you, as well as other religions and other holidays in general. She planned on showing you Christmas, as she thought it was something you'd enjoy.

Yes it was all rather confusing, but humans were so fascinating that you didn't really mind.

Wanda was ecstatic that you wanted to learn about the holiday and her family traditions, but mostly that she wasn’t going to be alone this year. She had always found it difficult to find it in her to celebrate due to not having any family around, but now she wasn't alone anymore. She had her sweet little Kitten to keep her company.

“Aww sweetheart, you know I’ll share my candy with you.” She cooed, leaning over to press a soft kiss to your lips. Your cheeks got warm as you returned the kiss, smiling against her lips. When you two parted, Wanda took one of the warm latkes from a plate beside her and dipped it into some sour cream. She blew on it to make sure it wasn't too hot before feeding you a bite, which you happily took.

“Thank you Mistress, but I'd still like to win.” You said, a little pout on your lips after you swallowed. She giggled and wiped her thumb against your chin lightly. When she pulled back you saw a little bit of white on it.

“Such a messy eater,” she teased, licking the sour cream off. You watched as her tongue swiped against her digit, almost in awe from how beautiful your Mistress was. It was easy getting lost and just simply watching her.

“Kitten,” you heard Wanda whisper in a teasing sing-song voice. As you snapped out of your thoughts you saw her green eyes sparkling with affection. “It’s getting close to sunset, let’s get lit,” she grinned at her joke and you giggled along with her. It was time to light the Hanukkah menorah- the hanukkiah.

You followed her over to the hanukkiah that was sitting on the fireplace mantle. The candle sticks were laid out in front of her and she used her magic to light up the shamash- the candle in the middle that is used to light up all the others. You took the other candles, and since it was the eighth and final day of Hanukkah, you placed them all in, going from right to left as instructed. She then started to recite the prayers that went along with the lighting of the menorah, lighting them from left to right. You recited along with her, watching as the flames danced around and gently illuminated the room.

Wanda turned and went to the closet and pulled out a small box wrapped in shiny blue paper. For the previous nights she had gotten you things like fuzzy socks, matching pajamas, a book you were wanting. Just simple, small things that showed you how much she loved you. You had gotten her things like recipe books, a cute sweater that you thought she’d enjoy (and she did,) a box of various tea flavors. You reached into your bag and got out a small box as well, wrapped in the same paper.

“Happy Hanukkah, Kitten.” She grinned and you exchanged your gifts and you returned the smile.

“Happy Hanukkah, Mistress.” Wanda sat on the couch and you at her feet. You watched as she tore the paper off with an excited smile. When she opened the little black box, she pulled out a gold locket. Inside was a picture of the two of you that you had conjured up. Wanda was quiet for a moment as she looked over the necklace fondly before pulling you close so she could kiss you. It was a sweet, loving kiss, one that made your belly flutter. She pulled back and rubbed her nose against yours.

“This is beautiful, thank you my Kitten. My sweet little kitten.” She whispered- the hand that held your head close petted over your hair. It made you purr.

“Open your gift now baby.” Wanda gently nudged at you before putting her locket on. As you snuggled up to her legs you tore open the gift to reveal a slim rectangular box. Inside was a beautiful scarlet red collar with a bow and gold chain embellishments. Hanging from the bow in the center was a gold tag that read “kitten” on one side and on the other it said “property of Wanda Maximoff”.

Your breath caught in your throat as Wanda took the collar and fastened it around your neck. “Is my girl happy?” You heard your Mistress whisper, to which you could only nod. You were forever Wanda's and now you had a collar to wear as proof of your devotion to her.

Needily you nuzzled into Wanda's legs, mewling softly.

“Come here my love- you may sit with me.” At her permission you climbed onto the couch and curled up beside her, your head in her lap.

Wanda's heart was very full of love as you purred. It was the best Hanukkah she had in years. All she wanted to do was cuddle with you while the fireplace roared, but Wanda knew you'd be getting hungry soon.

Normally she'd have you pop up into the nearest village and get some food, but she wanted to spoil you. So using her ever-handy magic, she conjured up some pizza in the oven as well as some fresh baked brownies. The TV played The Dick Van Dyke show and Wanda draped a fuzzy blanket over your body.

It was a picture perfect evening, one she would remember for years to come.

#wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff x female reader #Wanda Maximoff x woc!reader #Wanda Maximoff fluff #my writing #au: the purrfect pair

[sugartitstownley]

💙 A Trikey Lookbook 🧡

Here’s a collection of some fun Trikey stuff. I forgot Tumblr has a 10 image limit, so I had to combine some images, and there’s definitely going to be a part 2 and possibly part 3 because I have so many things in my gallery.

Warnings: Talk of violence but nothing too graphic, rude comments over weight, explicit language, sexual innuendos and but no actual smut.

Michael watches with a disapproving look as Trevor hangs up newspaper articles and images of their various dealings across town.

“T, do you have to hang it like it’s fuckin’ artwork?” Michael huffs, pointing at the paper on the upper left. “I feel like I’m comin’ too close to landing my ass in jail. That Lawrence guy named me for Christ’s sake — and it’s your fault!”

Trevor smirks. “Ah, come on, Mikey! It slipped out. Whats the big deal? We’ll be in a new town tomorrow.”

“The big deal is that I prefer not to have my name plastered on the evening news!”

“Relax,” Trevor rubs his hand up and down Michael’s tricep. “Wear it like a badge of honor. Your name is in the paper, and those idiots still have no idea who you are. You’re a fuckin’ legend!”

At that, Michael finally cracks a smile. “Yeah, I guess.”

“And you’re hot, too,” Trevor says while taping up the sticky note next to Michael’s picture, his smirk growing as he listens to the shorter man laugh beside him.

“Now that I knew already.”

“Don’t get cocky.”

Overplayed Christmas songs and the faint smell of gingerbread fill the house. Michael can barley make out the sound of Amanda griping to her father over his questions about her chosen profession and when she was going to “grow up.”

He knows he should be out there pretending to enjoy the family bickering and Christmas cheer, but he honestly feels like a fish out of water.

The family, the gift wrapping, the normalcy — it’s certainly better than any holiday he spent during his youth. Still, he can’t help but compare it to every year with his maniacal counterpart, Trevor.

“Mikey-boy, got those beers you were wanting,” Trevor says, dropping the six pack on to the motel bed. “I better be rewarded. It was hell out there.”

Michael glances over from his spot on the bed, his eyes immediately drawn to Trevor’s once-clean outfit that has now become disheveled and stained with dark red within the short time the man was gone. “The fuck happened?”

“This fucking family,” Trevor starts while stripping from his clothes, not bothering to warn Mike since it’s nothing he hasn’t seen before. “All I did was tell the father to watch his fucking kids before they get hit by oncoming traffic.”

Michael, knowing there’s way more to the story than his partner in crime is telling him, shoots him a look. “Jesus Christ. Did you kill him in front of his kids?”

“What? No! God, M. Who do you think I am? I killed the kids first obviously since he clearly didn’t give a shit about them,” Trevor shrugs, pulling on a fresh pair of sweatpants.

Seeing Michael’s face pale, Trevor quickly continues. “I’m kidding! Sweet Jesus. I hit a deer, so I gutted him a little for meat. You’re welcome.”

Michael sighs softly, relieved that Trevor hasn’t done anything to prematurely set off alarm bells to local authorities for their next score. “Sorry, T. Just on edge, I think.”

“Come on,” Trevor grabs the beer pack and pulls Michael up by his hand, leading him over to their portable oven. “Let’s bake some cookies, probably ruin them since that’s our tradition, and then just watch one of those fruity fuckin’ movies you like.”

A knock on the door brings Michael out of his flashback, and a few seconds later, Amanda‘s head pops through the door, followed by her hands holding two decorated Christmas cookies.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Amanda asks, gesturing to the letter beneath his hand.

“Nothing, nothing,” He stands up, dropping the marker, vowing to finish the letter later and send it out in the morning. “I’m coming.”

He grabs the sugar cookie out of her hand and takes a bite as he follows her back into the living room. Somehow, the golden brown cookie with a soft center and a delicate balance of sweetness is no match for the dry and crumbly cookie sporting burnt edges and artificial flavors that he’s used to tasting every year with Trevor.

God, he misses him.

“How the hell did you even get into my office without security stopping you?”

Trevor looks up from his office chair at the Vanilla Unicorn to see Michael standing over him. “What?”

“This,” Michael drops the paper in front of the other man. “What does this mean, Trev? I thought we were over this shit.”

“First of all, Michael, I will decide when we are over it,” Trevor snaps. “Second — can’t a guy joke around anymore without there being some deeper, psychological reason for it?”

“With you? I think there’s always a deeper, psychological reason,” he grins. “But c’mon, how’d you get this in the studio?”

“I’m a seasoned robber, pork chop. Don’t you think I could get in without anyone knowing?”

“Uh, you’re more the type to be so loud and brash that everyone ends up knowing you’re there.”

Trevor shrugs, knowing his running buddy has some sort of point. “Alright, I told them we were married, and I needed to see you.”

Michael laughs, but his amusement is short lived when Trevor’s face stays earnest. “You didn’t.”

“I sure did, Mikey. And a few of those assholes weren’t very supportive, so you need to watch the company you keep, man.”

“Trevor! I work with those people! They all know I’m married to Amanda. What did they say? Were they shocked?”

“Not one soul was shocked,” Trevor huffs out a laugh. “Eighty percent of Vinewood is in the closet.”

Michael falters. “But … I’m not. I’m not —”

“I think we both know that’s not true, sugar.”

First dates. They were one hundred and ten percent first dates — or were they? What even is a date?

Longing looks, some sort of nerves, maybe a sprinkle of sexual tension for a lot of people — Christ. By that definition, he and Trevor had been on nothing but dates their whole lives with one another.

It’s not that Michael didn’t know there is something between them, but what that something is often eluded him.

He had miraculously talked Trevor into going to a Los Santos Panic game. Neither guy was a sports fanatic — Trevor choosing to forgo watching sports altogether for the most part because, in his words, “if I wanted to watch a bunch of guys touch balls, I’d just watch porn,” and Michael was undoubtedly more of a movie buff since most games only reminded him of what could have blossomed out of his high school football career.

Nonetheless, Michael indulged in a game or two — if not for the game itself, at least for the buttered popcorn and greasy hotdogs.

“You know that shit is bad for you, right? One day, I’m going to have to call the paramedics to haul your fat carcass out of the bed after you have a heart attack in your sleep.”

Michael rolls his eyes before halfheartedly giving Trevor a shove. “Ha, ha. Very funny, cocksucker.”

“It’s not a mean insult if it’s true, Mikey.”

Their next “date” is at Beachwalk Bistro near Vespucci Beach. Both men slipped into some unspoken agreement that they are delicately walking the line between friendship and more.

Michael fidgets with his napkin, glancing over at Trevor who seems uncharacteristically uneasy as well. The air crackles around them with an energy, a blend of nostalgic and unexplored feelings.

Michael clears his throat. “So, uh, how’s life?”

Trevor smirks, his eyes glistening with amusement. “How’s life? You mean since you last saw me yesterday?”

Michael gives a subtle sigh before changing the subject completely. “Amanda and I are getting divorced.”

At that, Trevor nods. “Yeah, Jimmy told me.”

A look of shock crosses Michael’s face, but before he can ask, the waiter comes over and interrupts them. They hastily place their orders before retreating into silence.

As the night unfolds, their conversation sticks — for the most part — around work, upcoming plans with Franklin and Lamar, and anything else but the emotions lingering beneath the surface. That doesn’t stop Trevor from brushing his hand against Michael’s while grabbing at his plate for a taste or Michael from taking an extra long glance at his best friend.

With plates emptied and stacked, they both leave the restaurant, choosing to make the short trek to Vespucci Beach and walk.

There is a hesitant pause before Trevor breaks the silence. “This wasn’t terrible, Mikey.”

“It was different.”

Trevor hums in agreement, a small smile on his lips. “Yeah, different. In a good way.”

Their eyes met, a shared understanding between them. The unspoken tension that’s been building since Trevor made his way back into Michael’s life gave way to a warmth that only hinted at the depth of their connection.

Michael reached out his hand and tentatively linked his fingers through Trevor’s, and the taller man reciprocated immediately by giving a subtle squeeze.

“We’ve been through a lot of fucked up shit, Trev,” Michael says, stopping along the water to look at Trevor. “I know we’ve worked through most of it by now, but I didn’t really expect things to turn out like this.”

“Life’s full of surprises, sugar.”

Their eyes meet, and suddenly one — or both — are leaning in to finally close the distance. The first brush of their lips ignits the metaphorical spark that has been smoldering for months.

As they pull back, neither man is quick to say anything. Instead, Michael just tugs on Trevor’s hand, and they head down the beach once again.

“So, Mikey. Kissing your best friend on the beach under the moonlight. A little cliche, even for you, don’t you think?”

Michael just grins and shakes his head. “What? You’ve never had a fantasy?”

“Well, there was one,” Trevor starts. “We kill a bunch of those bikers, dump their bodies in the river, then fuck in their van — or keep their bodies in the van … you know, if you’re into that.”

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Michael mutters. “Let’s just keep our thoughts to ourselves from now on.”

“Your loss.”

Yeah, they were definitely dates.

“You’re ‘embarrassed’ for us? You’re the one who spray-painted that in the first place!”

“I was trying to be loving,” Trevor huffs. “At least I didn’t take a picture of my meal like I’m a middle-aged white mom on Lifeinvader.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Michael says, running his hands through Trevor’s grown-out hair. “Make fun all you want. You wrote ‘Trevor plus Mikey’ on the wall. You love me.”

“Shut the fuck up before I tell Amanda about the time you wore her underwear.”

Michael points a finger at his boyfriend. “That was one god damn time, and it was only because you asked.”

Trevor laughs. “You looked pretty, sugar. Don’t worry.”

“You can’t avoid her forever, Mikey.”

Michael groans, his head resting in his hands as he lays on their shared bed. “Tracey saw the notes, T. She knows.”

“Well, we do live together now. I’m pretty sure she already knows.”

“No,” Michael drops his hands to meet Trevor’s eyes. “Christ. She knows what the notes said. How the fuck can I look her in the eyes now?”

Trevor’s face scrunches up in confusion. “You divorced her mom to shack up with her uncle. How the fuck could you look her in the eyes before?”

Michael tries to glare at him, but it doesn’t come off as menacing as years prior — it never does now. “I know you ain’t wrong, but you don’t have to say it.”

“She loves you. Stop worrying.”

“But —”

“‘No buts,” Trevor cuts him off, placing a kiss on the top of his head. “She just wants you happy. So stop moping like a sad sack of shit and come cuddle me.”

“Now who’s the one hanging shit like it’s art?”

Michael feels Trevor wrap his arms around him from behind and place a kiss on his neck. “What do you mean, T?”

“Has your memory deteriorated already? You used to hate when I’d pin up pictures of our various … activities.”

“That was different,” Michael links one of his hands with Trevor’s, who are still wrapped around his waist, and uses the other one to sort through more photos before landing on one. “Do you remember this night back in North Yankton?”

Trevor lets his gaze fall down to the photo, which shows a young Michael and Trevor sporting a buzz cut and long hair respectively. They’re standing in front of a fire, the soft glow from the flames highlighting their features. Trevor, who has one arm around the shorter man’s shoulders is flipping off the camera, and Michael is smirking up at Trevor like he just said something amusing before the flash went off.

“Sure do, pork chop,” Trevor says. “Think Brad took this one. More importantly, I couldn’t forget this night if I tried. Your questionable singing still haunts my nightmares.”

Michael chuckles, reaching for another photo. “I thought I sounded pretty good.”

“Keep dreaming,” Trevor unwraps his arms around Michael to look through the remaining photos. “Can I add stuff to this board too?”

“So long as it doesn’t scar anyone,” Michael jokes.

“No promises, Mikey.”

#michael de santa #michael townley #trikey #trevor philips

[o-uncle-newt]

Cabin Pressure Advent Day 13: Molokai

(Or shall I say, for some reason, Moloquai?)

It's always fun to listen to a holiday episode during the holidays! By which I mean Chanukah, of course (I listened to Molokai on an hour-plus car trip between two Chanukah parties). Now, as someone who is not a Christmas person I always judge a Christmas episode by how well I'm able to enjoy it despite not being a Christmas person. For the record, most episodes pass pretty easily. But Molokai is an interesting one, because it passes despite being very, very, very Christmassy.

Why does it pass? Well, first of all, it helps that it's on a British show, which means that some stuff I genuinely can't tell whether it's a Christmas thing I don't know about or a British thing I don't know about (what the hell is a sugar mouse?), and the latter is something I basically have to be okay with to listen to the rest of Cabin Pressure to begin with (I'm still not sure what a Wimpy is over a decade after first listening to this episode, after all). So it's just kind of immersing in another culture, except it's really two cultures, English culture and Christmas culture (as, of course, epitomized by The Auspicious Pig and Whistle of Tokyo).

The second (and bear with me, it gets a bit involved) is that it might be very specifically about Christmas, but it's also just about happiness, community, and, best of all for me, ritual and the way that that can make holidays even better. To a certain extent, that's something that I know is subjective- I grew up in a religious culture which values religious and holiday ritual very strongly, and so that's something that I'll always find to be meaningful, even if sometimes that comes from creating your own meaning or emphasizing the parts that mean most for you. But at the same time- lots of the "ritual" that I prize on various holidays isn't religious at all, but just the product of family tradition in ways that bring us all together. Particularly as an adult, I've found that holidays make only as much of an impact as you WANT them to- and including ritual makes that impact stronger, because it forces you to DO something that separates this day from other days, and that, incidentally, keeps you busy and absorbed.

It's why I found Martin's disliking Christmas in this episode, only to get really into it when it comes to creating the rituals of Christmas for Arthur, so interesting. I don't recall any real REASON being given for Martin disliking Christmas- it could be an affectation along the lines of Arthur's attempt at sounding grown-up by calling Christmas over-commercialized, but it sounds more like, as an adult living in shitty circumstances (we don't really KNOW what kind of shitty circumstances yet because we haven't heard Qikiqtarjuaq yet, but still) who isn't super close with his family and for whom any Christmas he has, he'll have to make for himself, he doesn't have much reason to like it! What, indeed, WOULD make Christmas different than a typical day for him? But as soon as he's given a reason to cling to the trappings and rituals of Christmas, he gets into it, and I really do love that.

Now of course, Arthur is really the poster child for the whole above concept. But- I was going to say that that's almost too obvious, but that's not really it. It's that Arthur is the one who does this ALL THE TIME. We know already that he's the heart of this show, and what it seems to really come down to is that a large part of that is creating a life around rituals or practices that bring joy. On the most basic level we have that list of events and holidays that he likes, all of which are defined by ritual in some way (I admit to not knowing much about Lent). But I think it goes beyond that- first of all, he CREATES ritual: while it's unclear who exactly invented the name Birling Day, he's the first one to use it in Edinburgh and he's the one who creates a "Happy Birling Day" song in Paris. Even more than that, though, we know his life philosophy from Fitton- create meaning and happiness from things that you DO (sinking into a bath at just the right temperature) rather than from things that happen to you (happening to be in the moonlight with the love of your life). In so many ways, that's what ritual is- rather than treating a time of year or a life cycle event as a thing that happens to you, you create your own meaning through your own actions. You're active and in control of your own joy.

So anyway, all this to say, Molokai continues the Arthurian tradition of Cabin Pressure which is that we have power over our joy by creating and expressing it, and just so happens to apply it to Christmas as a specific example. Gah. I have no idea if that makes sense written out- it does in my head.

And I've barely gotten to the actual episode!

One thing I'd forgotten til I turned it on- Molokai is the first post-Sherlock episode to be recorded. I'd heard a lot from people that the laughter gets louder as a result, which leads to the show seeming funnier as you laugh with the audience. I was skeptical- and I was SORT OF wrong. I do think that the show gets funnier in no small part because JF becomes a better and better writer, but at the same time... the laughter DEFINITELY gets louder. Oh my gosh. I'm not sure how I'd never noticed it. Like, it's loud in Limerick, but this is another level. And what's nice is you can kind of hear the actors feeding off the crowd energy, which is yet a third reason why S3-4 might seem even better.

(On that note, I don't know how much JF pre-planned his rendition of Get Dressed, but it is note perfect. It would have just been normal-funny if he'd sung it, but the Chri-i-i-i-i-stmas/Chri-hi-hi-hi-hi-hi-histmas Days took it up another level. Kudos to him- and his "you'd better not pout, you'd better not cry" is just as great. Incidentally, as a non-Christmas celebrator I didn't get that joke until way later, but his performance is so funny that honestly it didn't matter.)

Of the two plot lines (each with its own set of Chekhov's Guns) in this episode, I vastly preferred the Secret Santa plot. Not that there's anything wrong with the Mr Alyakhin plot- but the resolution, however clever, is just a LITTLE bit too unlikely and over the top. Which, again, sounds weird to say about Cabin Pressure, a show where in a few episodes they'll be dragging a piano to a pub in Devon, but I do still believe that it's all about proportionality- a crazy antagonist justifies a crazy resolution, and this resolution was just a trifle too crazy for the antagonist (and relies a little too much on him missing some major red flags). But it genuinely doesn't matter, because it's still hilarious and sweet, and ends on just the right outrageous note- in particular, the note in Roger Allam's voice (playing to the audience beautifully) as, after an almost-too-long pause, he says "mulled it." Just beautiful- all of the setup and the pitch-perfect payoff.

There's probably other stuff, but please excuse me, I have some latkes to eat. Tomorrow, we're off to Newcastle, one that I haven't listened to in AGES- and I'm dying to know what I'll think!

#cabin pressure #cabin pressure advent 2023 #cabin pressure advent #molokai #john finnemore

[raccoonfallsharder]

Thinking about how Jolie would have reacted to the events in the Holiday Special and laughing 😂

so sorry for my delay holiday-nonnie but the truth is i was planning on writing a non-window one-shot about the holiday special and when i got this ask it kinda fucked me up. so i may not do that but what i will do is tell you this:

⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ Winter Across the Galaxy * ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆ [new 12/5]

rocket x f!oc | casual minific | word count: ??

fluffy fluff. smut implied at the end but not explicit. casually written (headcanon-style) && not edited at all so probably riddled with bad autocorrects.

i suspect that in her younger years, the holidays were a very weird time for jo. i imagine that she and her sister each received one very nice, very serviceable gift every christmas, like a new wool coat or a maybe — if their parents were feeling particularly indulgent — some kind of educational game. if there was anything else — a special meal, a small tree or some lights — the girls would be expected to “help,” and not in a fun way.

it wasn’t that jo & gem’s parents didn’t have means. no. everything was very intentional — calculated. they always seemed to believe that their children had been born into the world already spoiled shitty, and it was their job to teach jo & gem not to ever believe they deserved anything.

but jo’s always been a sucker for wonder, for the kind of romance that a person can find in frost-flowers on a window pane, the tender curl of steam on a cup of warm tea, the glow of a million little multicolored lights — whether they’re studding a nighttime neighborhood street under snow, or a far-off planet. at some point early on, she learned that the other kids whose families celebrated christmas had all this excitement and glee around the holidays. she learned about christmas cookies and big family get-togethers and various holiday movies and stockings and santa.

my mom says some kids don’t celebrate Christmas but if you do and you’re good, santa comes, one classmate had confided. he only doesn’t come if you don’t do christmas.

or if you’re bad.

and jo had wanted that. wanted christmas. wanted magic and wonder and closeness.

for gemma.

because even if jolie knew she herself wasn’t always very good, she knew more certainly than anything else in the world that gemma was. and that gemma deserved magic.

so jo got some cheap felt and made like, the saddest ugliest most barely-functional little stocking in the world for her sister, and explained what it was, and they hid it under gemma’s bed. and since the girls shared a room, it was very easy for jo to keep herself awake and sneak out of bed and fill her sister’s stocking with whatever she could afford or make (which wasn’t much, but it was still magic, and the look on gemma’s face every christmas morning was worth jo selling off portions of her home-packed lunches to her classmates or drawing little comics of them for a dollar or two). making magic for her sister made the holidays magic for jo.

after gemma, christmas was never again anything close to merry.

but when kraglin brings it up — and mantis gets the idea to celebrate for pete and the people of knowhere — jolie is more in than she has been on anything since rocket first told her he wanted to fuck her. after all, she has a family now, and what’s more magical than giving magic to her family?

in some ways, it’s the only christmas tradition jolie’s ever had.

although, she promises herself, next time — when there’s more opportunity to prepare — she’s going to make sure they all have stockings.

in the meantime, she’s so fuckin excited to help rocket and cosmo and groot and nebula string up the lights. to prep the snow. she probably coordinates a fuckin last-minute knowhere neighborhood potluck. she listens to bzermikitokolok’s christmas song and she tells him not to change a goddamn thing because it’s perfect. privately, she revels in the fact that she’s pretty sure she can pinpoint exactly which parts were influenced by kraglin, cosmo, and her cranky boyfriend. she loves every word of it and she can’t stop singing it.

there’s really only one line she thinks needs to be clarified before the night’s over.

she also keeps asking where mantis and drax are because it was their idea and she knows mantis is worried about telling pete (i know it must be scary for you, mant, jo had told her, but for what it’s worth, i promise pete will be thrilled; there’s nothing more precious than a sister, i promise) but either nobody knows where they went, or nobody’s telling.

when kevin fucken bacon pops out of that box though, Jo’s like …oh. this fuckin’ makes sense. later she’ll ask them all, why the fuck did no-one ask me — the other resident terran — if this was a good idea?? and the other guardians will shuffle shame-facedly.

but for now, jo and kraglin eventually corner kevin and calm him down. and the truth is, jo knows that later tonight — after some boozy hot chocolate — she’s going to find it all hysterical.

and she does. she and rocket are in their apartment (they have a much more comfortable bed because there’s no way either of them are letting each other sleep on whatever-the-fuck bachelor-rocket has going on in volume three) and she’s lying on her tummy on the comforter, drunkenly giggling and kicking her feet while she watches cosmo and rocket convince a long-suffering groot to stand in as a christmas tree. the shadows are blue and purple velvet, and the multicolored lights are warm and shimmery. everything feels like champagne bubbles, but sweeter and brighter and better. all four of them are wrapped in a golden coziness for the moment, and she’s sure she couldn’t be more happy.

once their friend and their son leave for the night, rocket and jo lay on their back and stare up at the lights that he’s strung through the apartment rafters, because it’s true that rocket has always had a soft spot for pretty things, even if he doesn’t believe he deserves them. they’re lazy and languid and rosy and buttery and content: two little sugar cookies, still half-drunk on whatever was in that cocoa (plus the flask rocket kept swigging from throughout the night).

favorite part? she asks him.

he snickers. your face when kevin bacon happened.

a buzzy giggle escapes her.

yours? he asks.

she hums her data-processing noise. the lights, she says decisively. no, the snow. no, everybody just being together, giving gifts, having fun, sharing food. i’ll make you all stockings for next year, she tells him, and he’s clearly baffled by what she means.

which reminds her.

there’s only one thing she’d change, she tells rocket. one line in bzer’s song she feels the need to clarify.

what? he asks curiously. we got somethin’ wrong?

just one thing, she assures him, lying through her fucking teeth and totally at peace with it. she can’t stop the snorting laughter riding in her throat. you think santa’s gonna shoot missiles at your toes?

rocket shrugs. maybe he’s got some very precise firepower. bet mine’s still better.

it better be, she says dryly, because mistletoe is just a kind of terran plant. like, with berries.

you eat it? rocket asks curiously.

absolutely not, she tells him. you just decorate with it. it’s poisonous.

what the fuck, he deadpans. why the fuck would you decorate with a poisonous—

it’s an old tradition, she cuts in. old folklore and myths. but when two people are standing under it, they’re supposed to kiss.

that’s stupider than santa shooting missiles at your toes, he says flatly. you’re s’posed to make out under poison? how frickin’ romantic.

but jo’s already rolling over on top of him, her chest pressed against his thighs and her forearms planted on either side of his hips.

i’d take any chance i got to kiss you, she tells him. even under threat of poison.

he goes still beneath her, but she doesn’t stop.

i’d hang it all over this apartment.

his eyes get bigger, rounder, christmas-light-red in the dim, warm glow of twinkling colors.

i’d wear it in my hair.

she drops a kiss on his abdomen.

you wouldn’t be able to walk more than a step without me tackling you, she promises, her voice smoky with too much laughter and singing through the night, too much booze and happiness and lust right now. she presses another kiss against him, just a little further south than the first.

i’d kiss you all over —

he reaches out and laces his fingers into a fistful of her hair, letting his claws scrape delicately over her scalp, and tugs her upward.

i lied, he says. santa shooting missiles is way more stupid. you want mistletoe, sugardrop? i’ll get quill to send krags and cosmo to terra and we’ll get you so much fuckin’ mistletoe —

she smiles giddily.

maybe next time, she says. for now, let me just give you a merry christmas.

#rfh asks #window across the galaxy #gotg holiday special #rocket raccoon fanfiction #rocket x jolie #rfh fluff

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This is going to be a little different from my usual posts, but here I go anyways.

It is rare, especially now, for online content to make me really and truly happy. But today I saw something that both made me really happy and also made me think.

I was scrolling through TikTok and came across multiple videos of the same kind. A woman wearing a hijab was finding other Muslim women and was helping them try on a hijab for the first time. These videos brought me so much joy. The hijabi woman's gestures were so kind and loving, she seemed almost like an older sister to the other women. The care with which she helped them put on the hijab was so sweet. And then there was the reaction of the women to wearing a hijab for the first time. There were before and after shots, and every single time, the "after" photos of them in the hijab were so happy. It was so pure to see women finding joy in dressing in a way that brought them comfortable.

But even more interestingly, it was a joy I recognized. The sisterly and caring gestures of the more experienced hijabi were familiar too.

The joy I saw in the "after" photos was reminiscent of my emotions when I first intentionally dressed tznuis (Jewish modesty). It was recent, and I felt so comfortable and safe in the clothes I was wearing, and I recognized that comfort in the faces of the women in the videos.

The sweet and caring gestures of the experienced hijabi reminded me a bit of my interactions with rebbetzins and other older religious women in various communities. They're always so sweet and kind (in my experience of course), and I noticed that they frequently try to connect through touch. You know, putting a hand on my shoulder or elbow. Hugs, of course. Using those gestures to make people feel heard and listened to.

And that made me think. We are so much more similar than the media gives us credit for. In fact, it reminded me of an interaction I had with a classmate just last week.

In one of my classes, we were talking about cultural traditions, and we were supposed to pair up and discuss family traditions we have. I mentioned that I love celebrating New Year's because my family doesn't celebrate Christmas, but due to them coming to the US from ex-USSR countries, they brought over similar yet secular and unique traditions for New Year's.

The girl I ended up pairing up with mentioned that she also didn't celebrate Christmas, because she was Muslim, and then she started talking about what her family does for Ramadan.

We ended up having a really nice discussion, connecting over having to fast for holidays, being surrounded by a majority Christian world, and other things we had in common.

And at the very beginning of the year, a Jewish friend of mine and I were complaining to each other about how lame it was that there were only two cheese pizzas at the event, and the rest were all pepperoni (and therefore not kosher), which led into a discussion of accommodating dietary restrictions. We unintentionally ended up sitting next to a few Muslim girls who heard our conversation and joined in, and we had the fun experience of bonding over the pork-obsessed world we all live in.

So yeah. We're actually not as different as the media and politicians make us look.

This is why, as much as I try to advocate about antisemitism, I still try to call out Islamaphobia in my day-to-day life.

There really isn't an excuse for hating an entire group. No excuse for awful and slanderous generalizations, which I've seen made about both us and Muslims. Just as antisemitism shouldn't have any place in these discussions, neither does Islamaphobia.

In fact, I think it would be amazing if we could set aside our differences and unite on this issue.

I know we may feel adversely towards each other in regards to the Israel-Hamas war and our views on it. And I'm not going to force anyone to agree/disagree on all the same things about it. Both sides are hurt. Both sides are accusing each other of genocide, and neither one (majority, I know extremist views exist on both sides, that's not who I am talking about here) actually hates all of the other side to the point of wanting to kill each other.

Yes, we disagree. Yes, our disagreement right now is serious and valid. But there is something we can, I hope, agree upon, and that's the fact that neither side of what's happening should employ Islamaphobic/Antisemitic rhetoric.

So here's a summary of what I'm trying to say:

We aren't as different as we are portrayed to be. We aren't "natural enemies" or whatever people think. We are all human, and we should all be united in the fact that generalized hate has no place on either side.

Both Antisemitism and Islamaphobia are rising right now. We may not see eye to eye on everything, but we are all human, and we should all do our part in dealing with that rise in hate. Not contribute to it.

...

Even though I am trying to speak against hate and division right now, I am certain that I'm probably going to receive at least a few hateful or negative responses to this. But you know what?

I don't really care anymore. Those hateful people are not anyone I could ever change or convince. So I'm going to try and remind myself to pick my battles and not waste energy on pointless arguments. Hateful responses to this post will be blocked and deleted.

However, Muslims of Tumblr, if I did say anything culturally problematic or inaccurate (for example, if the term "hijabi" or "experienced" in regards to being a hijabi is somehow a problem) (or like if comparing wearing a hijab at all to tznuis clothing is an issue) please let me know so I can fix it! I tried to not be culturally insensitive but I don't really know all that much so please do let me know!

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#jumblr #jewish #judaism #jew #opinion #discourse #wholesome #positivity #unity #fight hate #antisemitism has no place here #Islamaphobia has no place here #antisemitism #islamaphobia

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Christmas with the Sparrows HCs

Request

The Sparrows getting you for secret Santa

Masterlist

Marcus Hargreeves

-Marcus doesn’t have much interest in Christmas, he’s publicly partaken in a few of its traditions to pay lip service to the masses, but he doesn’t have a personal attachment to it and wouldn’t be celebrating if it wasn’t for you

-But he’s more than willing to humor you, and with all that practice he can play the part pretty well, he’s the dream plus-one for any activity you have lined up (assuming it’s not one so public that you’ll be swarmed by fans), genuinely trying to have fun and enjoy your time togethe

-He actually really enjoys some of the more private moments, helping you decorate around the academy, cozying up with Christmas cookies and a movie to match, he could really get used to the domesticity of it all

-By the end of the day he isn’t smitten with the holiday by any stretch, but for the first time he sees how someone could be, he doesn’t say anything but he’s looking forward to whatever you have in store next year

Ben Hargreeves

-Ben’s done a few Christmas bar crawls, but other than that he’s a grinch through and through, all the things the holiday supposedly stands for like ‘family & joy’ just touch on a deep resentment inside of him

-But never let it be said that he doesn’t do anything for you, because though he complains every step of the way, he will indulge your festive whims, be it accompanying you to some of the city’s various Christmas displays or letting you decorate his room

-Despite his issues with every other part of Christmas, he goes gift shopping willingly and he splurges, to him this Christmas is a failure if he doesn’t give you the best gift you’ve ever gotten

-The longer the celebration goes on (and the more he drinks) he can’t help but have some fun, it might not be the Christmas spirit that he has, but it’s always a miracle to see that uninhibited side of Ben

Fei Hargreeves

-Fei doesn’t really dislike Christmas but she doesn’t get the big deal either, so if anything the fact that you celebrate it intrigues her, and she’d like to learn more from you

-Because of that she’s like the little helper to your Santa, if you want to decorate or bake something festive than she’s your right hand man, and it’s a blessing to have someone as competent as her help you, she makes your little seasonal hobbies look professional quality

-She loves your enthusiasm for the holiday, she’s generally bogged down with a lot of cynicism and negativity in her daily life so all your joy and positivity is a wonderful break from that

-By the end you think you’ve really won her over on Christmas, as she’s arguably becoming more invested than you, but really you could be doing anything you’re excited about together and have the same effect

Alphonso Hargreeves

-Alphonso is pretty half-hearted about Christmas, having never properly celebrated it before, but he’s easy enough to win over

-More of a homebody, he can only handle so many holiday outings, but indoors he’s down for whatever, you can dress him up in a Santa hat and tinsel scarf if you want

-Kind of like a kid, he really only focuses on the the material aspects of the holiday like presents and decorations, which he has more fun with than he thought he would, especially when he’s with you

-He isn’t the best at choosing presents so any help you could lend him there is much appreciated (and for your own sake that help should extend to his gift for you too), you could even make a fun day of it

Sloane Hargreeves

-Sloane is so excited to finally have someone to enjoy Christmas with, she wants to hear all about your experiences with the holiday, and start celebrating as soon as December starts

-She packs in as many activities into the month as possible, you name it, she’s planned it, looking at Christmas lights, ice skating, baking… and doing it all in matching ugly Christmas sweaters

-While not high maintenance per se, she does have high expectations for the holiday and your role in it, and while she tries to brush it off if anything falls short, her disappointment seeps through and is absolutely heart wrenching

-But when it comes to Christmas Day she’s still the best person alive to spend it with, a shining Ray of joy and love that could melt even the coldest Grinch’s heart

Jayme Hargreeves

-Jayme’s not into Christmas, or most holidays really, but she especially dislikes the way everyone obsesses over this one, if it was anyone but you trying to get her to celebrate she’d hiss at them at best

-She sets some ground rules, like no silly outfits or around the clock Christmas music, and so on before she agrees, but if you really wanted to you could eventually talk her into any of those things

-She’s helpful enough despite her disinterest, she goes out and gets (steals) you as much supplies like decorations or baking ingredients as you need, and speaking of baking she’s always down to be your taste tester

-The thing she most dreads is some kind of festive social gathering, so to meet her half way, you decide to stay in for a Christmas movie marathon, which she actually really enjoys, she doesn’t like the entertainment (spare a couple of campy Christmas-horror movies you threw in to humor her) but the rest of the evening is perfect

Christopher Hargreeves

-Christopher got mistaken for a Christmas light one year and his heart shrank three sizes

-Actually he’s a good sport about celebrating, eager to explore experiences he missed out on being raised the way he was, he suggests just as many (if not more) activities and traditions to try as you do

-He’s quite thoughtful when it comes to gift giving, he has a lot of affection that he can often struggle to express, so he wants to choose something that really conveys how much you mean to him, likewise he also dutifully gets all his siblings something they’ll love

-He would rather stay in on Christmas Day, and really focus on the love and togetherness that it’s meant to stand for, honestly he’d like his whole family to be present but he knows better than to push his luck there, besides you’re more than enough for him

#the umbrella academy #tua #the sparrow academy #marcus hargreeves x reader #sparrow ben x reader #ben hargreeves x reader #fei hargreeves x reader #alphonso hargreeves x reader #sloane hargreeves x reader #jayme hargreeves x reader #christopher hargreeves x reader #the umbrella academy x reader #the umbrella academy preferences #the umbrella academy imagine #tua x you #tua x reader

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shogatsu in death note

the winter holiday season is coming up so i thought i'd pull out some of the new years references in death note.

new years (shogatsu) is the big japanese festival. it originally took place according to the lunisolar calendar, but was moved to january 1st during the meiji restoration. it's a family holiday and has many shinto elements. it's a good time for change, refreshment, and casting off of old things.

preparation

year-end cleaning is basically what it sounds like -- it's a major cleaning you do before the new years. it makes sure your household is ready for the new year, because it's better not to have the mess of the old year hanging around. you want to start the year off unburdened. traditionally, it also welcomes kami to a clean house. (lucky ryuk!) traditionally, sachiko would also be preparing osechi (traditional auspicious foods) for new years day, although these days you can also buy these and/or pay for services to prepare the entire array for you. you can also buy some and make others. they're very fiddly and time-consuming to make, so this has to be done in advance.

new years eve

lots of television channels run specials for new years eve. it's not technically part of shogatsu, but it's part of the holidays for many people. sayu is watching death note's version of the red-and-white song contest. this is an nhk program, and it's the more traditional of the two choices. pop singers are divided into two teams, red and white, which compete against one another. it's a really big deal! the fact that misa was invited onto it means she's doing well. here's a colour picture of the stage from the second arc. the sun is there because of kira's influence. otherwise, that's pretty much what the stage looks like in real life.

light is watching the annual mma fight. the sapp-akebono fight was a real and highly anticipated fight between bob sapp and taro akebono. ryuk isn't the only one surprised by the outcome -- akebono was (shockingly!) knocked out in the first round.

new years day

new years day is the big celebration! soichiro missing it is somewhat similar to him missing christmas. sayu is right to be annoyed by this.

you get together and eat osechi -- traditional foods that represent and create various forms of good luck for the upcoming year. they're generally served in special laquered boxes. light would probably want to pay the most attention to the shrimp, which help with a long life, but since that's clearly not going to happen he should perhaps focus on the kuromame, which give you good health. (they also sometimes have gold leaf on them, which is pretty.)

mentioned in the four-panel comics, mochi soup (ozoni) is eaten alongside the osechi. the yagamis would probably be eating kanto style, which is a clear miso with bonito dashi and shoyu. a mirror cake is a common new year's decoration, often placed on a household shinto shrine or a decorated alcove called a toko. (this looks like a toko.) it traditionally has an orange on it. you can eat it eventually, generally during kagami biraki on january 11th.

you would also receive new years cards! light is presumably joking here -- this exchange happens on january 8th, so it is in fact much too late. yamamoto's making this sound like there's some romantic element involved, but you would send them to pretty much anyone (friends, family etc.) as long as no one in their household has died that year.

children are also given otoshidama, gift money in decorated paper envelopes. this is similar to chinese red envelopes. your children can then use this money to buy tiny tvs to kill people with. there are no specific rules, but ¥5,000, or $50, would be somewhat standard (per envelope) for a high school student like light. anyway, those are some elements of shogatsu! ohba and obata seem to like it, because a lot of things in death note (ex. all of this, the warehouse scene) happen roughly around this time. it's a fun holiday, and a good way to start off the new year!

#death note #i have very rarely seen shogatsu in anime/manga and im willing to bet its because of two things #a) unlikely to move the plot along #b) artists would have to draw all the osechi #i grouped the four panel comics together so tumblr wouldnt resize them in a horrific way dfgdfg but the mirror cake isn't strictly for #the actual day of new years #not sure if the yagamis have a household shrine but they do have a whole kami (ryuk) living there so maybe it would be redundant anyway #(there are also traditional reasons to do the osechi in advance but its physically impossible anyway) #also light & sayu are being ridiculous ftr fhjddnt this is even more silly than if she’d been asking for help w/ everyday cleaning

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Christmas Activities With The Twins

How I think different Christmas activities would go if you were best friends with Jake and Josh

Merry Christmas @cal-a-bungaa! Tis I your Secret Santa! I had a wonderful time getting to know you this month and had a lot of fun making your gift. I am in no way a writer but I still wanted to try so I could make something special for you. I hope you enjoy it and have a wonderful time with your family and friends. 🖤

Christmas movie marathons:

So, obviously, with Josh and Jake, a movie marathon now and then is a necessity. I can see you all sitting in their living room, two of yall on the couch, one on the floor, blankets and pillows everywhere, and every kind of snack as well as cups of hot chocolate littering the coffee table. If we are being honest, only half of your time was spent watching movies, while the other half was spent between Jake and Josh arguing over what movie to watch.

"This one's clearly the better choice!" "Not by a long shot, Jakey." "You guys do realize we can watch both, right?"

Decorating:

Being from Frankenmuth, I imagine both boys going all out with Christmas decorations, but I can see Josh being very particular about them. Josh would be the one directing you and Jake on where to put things, what ornaments should go on the tree, where the Christmas tree should go, and how you should hang the lights.

"No, that’s not how they're supposed to go!" "Josh, I love you, but if you say anything else about these lights, they aren't going to be the only thing hanging."

Christmas Lights:

This is an activity that the three of you enjoy so much that it's almost a tradition. Just the three of you, driving around different neighborhoods and looking at all the various Christmas decorations while listening to whatever Christmas songs are on the radio. It's one of the few peaceful times with them and one of the best parts of Christmas because it's just you and them, the sound of the music, and the snow falling just enough to enhance the beauty of nature around you. Everything seems to get quieter; you start seeing fewer and fewer cars until you feel like you've seen all the lights in town but still don't want to go home because you don't want the moment to end.

"I think we've seen all the lights." You say, through a yawn, "Let's just drive a little longer, hon; it's very peaceful tonight."

Christmas cookies:

I can see Jake being the one to want to make Christmas cookies more than Josh. Josh loves them but doesn't like the process of making them, so it's usually just you and Jake in the kitchen baking. Christmas music plays softly in the background while smells of gingerbread and sugar cookies fill the home Jake and Josh share. As you put the last batch of cookies in the oven, you turn to help Jake, who was frosting some cookies from a previous batch that had already cooled.

"Need some help with those?" "Yeah, the piping bag is over there, and there are some cookies over there that haven't been frosted."

Gingerbread houses:

A gingerbread house contest would be a must, even though it would get super messy. It would be a fantastic time, whether it be to see who can make their house the fastest or who can make the prettiest house. It always seems to be a competition. When you were younger, it was easy because you could get your parents to judge; of course, they weren't going to pick one, so you all would win, but now with no parent to say that they were all beautiful, you were left to judge with a very specific point system they came up with and argue about how Josh's was lopsided or Jake put too much frosting on the left side so it was dripping too much.

"It is not lopsided!" "But it is" "ha, Josh's house is lopsided"; "Shut up, Jake. You put too much frosting on your house, and it's now dripping, which costs you points."

Christmas shopping:

Christmas shopping would be very long and chaotic. Jake would want to buy the most expensive, extravagant present because, of course, he only wants what's best for his loved ones, while Josh wants to find the perfect thing, so with Josh, you'll pretty much drive to every store in town only for him to realize the "perfect thing" was at the first store you guys went too.

"So I think I know what to get them, but we have to go back to Target" "Josh! That was the first place we went to!" "I know, but I wanted to make sure it was the right thing."

#greta van fleet #jake kiszka #josh kiszka #gvf secret santa #ss🎄 #greta van fleet imagine

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Boxing Day

The best way to celebrate the day is to take part in festivities in a country where Boxing Day is a bank holiday or public holiday. Watch some soccer, rugby, or cricket games, or go on a traditional fox hunt. If you can’t be in a country where these events are taking place, you could still get together with family and friends and eat leftovers from Christmas, or make some foods traditionally eaten on Boxing Day. You could also go shopping, as this is another important part of the day in many countries.

Boxing Day takes place the day after Christmas and is primarily observed in the United Kingdom, where it started, as well as in countries that were once part of the British crown. There are a few possible theories as to how it got started, but its exact origin is unclear.

One theory says it was inspired by Christmas boxes. In seventeenth-century Great Britain, boxes holding a present or gratuity were given to tradesman and workers in service industries for their previous year’s work. This went back to an even earlier tradition where servants would wait on and serve their rich masters on Christmas Day and would visit and celebrate with their own families on the day after Christmas. Their rich masters would sometimes give them a box with leftover food, a bonus, or another type of gift.

The day may have also stemmed from alms boxes that were put in Anglican churches on Christmas Day or during Advent and opened on the day after Christmas. These boxes collected money for the poor. Similarly, boxes were put outside of churches to collect money on Saint Stephen’s Day, which is held the day after Christmas. The events in the song “Good King Wenceslas” take place on Saint Stephen’s Day. The song recounts a story of King Wenceslas, a Bohemian king of the tenth century, bringing food and wine to a poor man. There is one other possible source for the beginning of the day. Ships once set sail containing a box of money for good luck. If the trip was a success, the box would be given to a priest, and he would open it on Christmas and give its contents to the poor.

Boxing Day has been a bank holiday in England, Wales, North Ireland, and Canada since 1871. It is celebrated in Australia, New Zealand, Trinidad and Tobago, and Nigeria. It is celebrated in Hong Kong, where the United Kingdom held sovereignty until 1997. In Ireland and in parts of Spain, it is known as Saint Stephen’s Day. It is celebrated as Second Christmas Day in some European countries, such as Poland, Hungary, Germany, Switzerland and the Netherlands; it is celebrated as such in Scandinavia as well. Boxing Day is generally not celebrated in the United States.

In some countries where it is celebrated as a bank holiday or public holiday, it is observed a day or two after December 26. If December 26 takes place on a Saturday, it may be observed the following Monday. If December 26 is on a Sunday, it may be observed on the following Tuesday. This is not always the case, however, as it is often observed on a Sunday if it falls on a Sunday.

Boxing Day is a day of the gathering of family and friends. Leftovers from Christmas are commonly eaten. Popular foods include baked ham, mince pies, Christmas cakes, and other desserts. In many countries of celebration, it is a shopping day similar to Black Friday. Sales take place and many retailers run them the whole week. Although, in some places, such as in parts of Canada, stores aren’t allowed to be open, in order to give families time to be together instead.

Sports are an important part of Boxing Day. In the United Kingdom, the top football (soccer) leagues of England, Scotland, and Northern Ireland play games. Lower leagues play games as well, and rugby leagues also hold matches. In various countries, events of other sports, such as cricket, horse racing, yacht racing, hockey, and boxing are often held to celebrate the day. Fun runs and swims in the cold English Channel take place. Fox hunting meets have been held for hundreds of years. A law passed in 2004, which went into effect the following year, banned the use of dogs to attack animals during hunts. But hunters have still used their dogs to chase artificial scents on the day, and have still gone on hunts where dogs are used to flush out foxes, but not to attack them.

Boxing Day, also known as Saint Stephen’s Day and Second Christmas Day, is being observed today! It has always been observed annually on December 26th.

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#Stephanstag #not for a long time #travel #Atlanta #Christmas in July #hotel lobby #Boxing Day #26 December #Georgia #Schweiz #Switzerland #Luzern #Lucerne #Lake Lucerne #Rigi #snow #River Reuss #old town #Christmas lights #night shot #landmark #tourist attraction #Saint Stephen’s Day #Second Christmas Day #holiday #BoxingDay #SaintStephensDay #Melchsee Frutt #Vierwaldstättersee #Obwalden

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🌞 Do you have a preferred time of day to write?

💖 What made you start writing?

💌 How do you feel about comments and feedback?

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

💲 Would you ever open commissions?

🧐 Do you spend much time researching for your stories?

🏆 What's your most popular fic?

🎃 Do you write fics for certain holidays? Which is your favorite holiday inspired fic?

🎯 Have any of your readers accurately guessed major plot points? Care to share which?

🎨 How do you feel about fan art of your stories?

📈 How many fics do you have?

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

🤗 What advice would you give to new fanfic writers that are just getting started?

💞 Who's your comfort character?

I really love 7PM-9PM, because I tend to be really productive during that time

I started original writing when I was 12 because I just really loved reading and wanted to write something of my own. And also because I was sick and tired of the "girl character and guy character who hate each other and are always fighting get together at the end" trope and wanted to write something where the girl chose someone who she didn't constantly fight with. Fanfic, though, I started writing because I read a fanfic and was like "oh, wait, I can WRITE those self insert scenarios in my brain 'n let people see them! I didn't think we could do that!"

[Holds your shoulders sosososososo tightly] I love comments and feedback. They sustain me. Give them to me.

Hrmmmmmmmmmmmm, childhood friends to lovers doesn't really do it for me. I don't mind seeing it, I think it can be cute, I just don't think it's something that would worm its way into my writing. Idk, I don't really think of my writing in terms of "tropes" very often, so it's hard to say that there's one I'd NEVER do. Like, I might go "Hrm, the xyz trope" on its own but I wouldn't recognize it as that trope while I'm writing, if that makes sense.

Probably not. Idk enough about the legal yikes of writing fic for money to feel comfortable. That being said, my kofi is open...

YES. I love research. Research is one of my favorite parts. I love incredibly specific internet searches <3 <3 <3

In hits, it's Request, but I don't count that one, so in hits, second most popular is Gilded. By Kudos, its Another Shot at Life

I tend to do Christmas ones because they're fun! Lots of different traditions to pull from! And they can get silly Hallmark family endings. But I think one day I'd like to write a Halloween one, because I really love Halloween.

YES. There's currently an ask sitting in my ask box that's been there since April, and it holds a big old Gilded Plot Point, so I haven't published it. I'll answer it after I get there in Gilded.

[Grabby hands] Gimme gimme gimme please I will hang it up on my fridge and put it in my wallet. I love art of my stories, it makes me explode inside <3

...104 fics. That I can track down across various sites, there might be more.

There is somewhat of an outline in my head, but there's a lot of chunks that are just like "character bonding goes here!" and a lot of stuff gets planned on a chapter by chapter basis. Also depends how long the fic is gonna be. 3 chapters? I probably have the whole thing figured out. Six or more? Ehhhhh

Right now it's just Gilded, and a liiiiiittle bit of the "Hunter gets kidnapped to carve palisman" idea, but nothing really new.

Write it and publish it baybee. You get better by practicing, and in my experience, people will be really really nice! Even the very early stuff I go "EW" at now got comments about something people liked! And even if you don't get any engagement, keep going. You'll get there. You have to do stuff lots and badly before you get good.

Oh, you know it's Hunter Clawthorne Noceda Whispers Huntsman Deamonne. Also Hisirdoux Casperan, but that's on a rewatch basis and no longer so much on a writing basis.

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Merry Christmas to those who celebrate! And happy Sunday-hopefully-a-three-day-weekend to those who don’t.

Please forgive the janky photo but it is nearly 3am here and I am Secret Santa Sneaky putting up the stockings, hung by the gas fireplace with some faint suggestion of care.

The amusing thing is that these stockings are mostly filled with things that Mum and I bought together, in person, almost a month ago, while getting the traditional holiday panetón at Cost Plus World Market. (They have the best flavor options!)

We also picked up a few fun trinkets while we were there. Mum has a solar powered waving Queen Elizabeth that she got years ago when living in England. It sits on the windowsill of the kitchen, and because we live in such a sunny place, I’ve grown accustomed to the click-click as her hand swivels back and forth.

Anyway, Mum’s version is basic blue. But we found this one at World Market that is gold! So fancy! So now we can have dueling waving queens.

We also saw a candy dispenser that is shaped like a sloth and poops out the candies. How can anyone resist that, especially since a major highlight of the family trip to Peru last summer was holding a baby sloth. We had a coupon for a free ornament so we also got an alpaca in honor of that trip, too, which is peeking out of Mum’s stocking.

The bulk of the stocking is candy and fuzzy socks (that will genuinely be a surprise, since this was something I bought on my own and Mum has no idea about them!). Oh, and dog butt magnets because we can always use more magnets, right? Plus, dog butts, heh.

Anyway, we’ve been joking around for the last month that we’re not really going to do much for Christmas. Splurge on a fancy-ish meal that will provide plenty of leftovers, and relax with lots of holiday movies. No family. No travel. No gift exchange.

We have a couple of big trips planned next year which is our main gift to each other (and they are Disney-adjacent, hence my crass capitalist choice in sock ware). Although, tbh, the biggest gift we can give to each other is finally feeling like we’re in a place of stability, something we haven’t had for over three years.

ANYWAY. Mum surprised me 3 years ago with a few things when we said “no gifts.” Then 2 years ago I surprised her with some inexpensive but thoughtful items (that had been purchased before we said, “no gifts,” which we eventually did say once I was laid off the Monday after Thanksgiving). Then last year, we agreed that yep, this time we really meant it, “no gifts” — and there was a small stocking with some treats in it on my chair come Christmas morning.

Then this year we said “no gifts” yet bought some fun little dumb things while out on our one true “Christmas outing” we had all year — we’re frugal enough, doggone it, and can enjoy the occasional pointless, frivolous trinket.

So it’s silly, putting things we already know about in a stocking. But I still got some glee at making sure I squirreled away the shopping bag we promised not to touch until Christmas, then stopping at Target on my way home from a work thing and giggling over the ridiculous stocking choices, and buying fuzzy Christmas socks on sale that I know Mum will enjoy, even if she only wears them once.

Oh, yeah, and we never got around to decorating because we just didn’t want to deal with sorting out the holiday boxes (that we’ve been meaning to organize and pare down, once our households merged, yet we still… haven’t…). So this is the only touch of “Christmas” you’ll see at the house.

But I have the whole week off, and we shall indulge our whims with food we don’t normally eat, attempt to assemble an Eiffel Tower gingerbread house (also purchased at World Market, because seriously we don’t get out much at all any more), and watch a random sampling of excellent and terrible holiday movies from various streaming services.

This is the first Christmas in years I haven’t felt vaguely (or majorly) depressed and anxious, focusing all my energy on simply surviving — and I choose to relish it, silly stockings and all.

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Christmas Time pt. 5

8 marvelous days are left till Christmas! May all of those be prosperous to you in every good way possible! Today I'll be discussing Christmas food choices of our Hazbin friends.

I'm going to write about what holiday meals, desserts or drinks characters would enjoy and serve during Christmas holiday season. Come along to this glorious feast!

Vaggie

Since she is Salvadorian, Vaggie would make something tasty from her homelife time. She would love to share cooking moments with Charlie and tell her not only about how to make these but happy stories from her childhood. Of course, trying them out together is a must and Vaggie only lets others try because of Charlie. Those delicious desserts would include:

Tres Leches (Milk Cake)

Semita de piña (Jam-Filled Pastry)

Leche Poleada (Salvadoran Vanilla Custard)

Horchata de Morro (Drink made from plant milk)

Niffty

With the implication that she originates from Japan, I chose some traditional desserts for our sweet girl. No, no KFC. She would be so happy preparing those for everyone! Since she loves Alastor the most, she would make him some of these not too sweet, so that he could enjoy them more.

Wagashi (Traditional Japanese confections that are often served with green tea, especially the types made of mochi, anko (azuki bean paste), and fruit)

Black Sesame Cookies

Japanese Strawberry Shortcake

Chanmery ( non-alcoholic alternative to wine or champagne)

Husk

Since Husk used to travel a lot during his lifetime, he picked up some favourites here and there. Fact that he prefers food with at least a bit of alcohol. Husk definitely surprised everyone with his cooking skills and felt flattered by compliments.

Fruitcake (Spiced up with alcohol)

Olivier Salad

Beef wellington with red wine gravy

Hot Buttered Rum

Charlie

She would love Christmas time so much! Ugly sweaters, family and friends and loads of good food. She would be that person who loves Christmas bit too much. But who can blame her? Just take a look at her favourite desserts to make! Charlie would make everyone try these out and even sweet despiser Alastor can't say no.

Gingerbread Cookies

Christmas Crumble

Bûche de Noël (Yule Log Cake)

Classic Snowball (Advocaat liqueur and lemonade)

Angel

Who would have thought that this guy can cook? Nobody, honestly. Well, to be fair, Angel needs a lot of help in the kitchen while making those. He kind off remembers recipes but improvises along the way, making questionable yet tasty decisions. Fun times thought!

Struffoli (Honey Balls)

Panettone (Italian type of sweet bread)

Pandoro (Fluffy cake with a topping of powdered sugar)

Vin brulé (Italian-Style Mulled Wine)

Alastor

Though Alastor isn't a huge Christmas celebration fan these days, he was having way more fun when he was a child. Though he would never admit it, he has a soft spot for it because of his mother. She was the one to bring that holiday cheer every year. As well as secrets to wonderful dishes. Even though Alastor does not particularly like sweets, he would always try ones made by his mom. Now he continues this tradition with Hazbin staff who all agree that Alastor is a great cook.

New Orleans-Style Beignets

Jambalaya (Savory dish, consisting of meat, seafood or both and cooked with vegetables, stock, rice, and various seasonings)

Praline (A confection from ground nuts)

Chicory Coffee

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The Best Christmas Gifts for Kids Who Love Books, Music, or Art

Christmas is a time to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ, who is the savior of the world and the son of God. Moreover, Christmas is a time when families and friends often come together and It provides an opportunity for people to reconnect, strengthen relationships, and create lasting memories.

Exchanging and receiving presents during the Christmas season is a delightful aspect of the festive period, especially for the younger ones who find it particularly thrilling. Choose the Best Christmas Gifts Online in UK from St. Pauls online store to gift your loved ones and make them happy during the festive time.

Benefits of Christmas Gifting

Christmas gifting holds various benefits, both for the giver and the recipient. Here are some of the key advantages:

Christmas gifts provide an opportunity to express love, care, and thoughtfulness towards friends and family. The act of selecting a gift shows that you've considered the recipient's preferences and put effort into choosing something meaningful.

Gift-giving is a way to build and strengthen relationships. It fosters a sense of connection and shows that you value the person enough to invest time and resources in choosing a special gift for them.

Gifts often carry symbolic meaning. They can represent good wishes, blessings, or hopes for the future. Thoughtfully chosen gifts can convey messages of love, success, or prosperity.

Choosing gifts allows individuals to tap into their creativity. Finding a unique and personal gift requires thought and imagination, encouraging people to think outside the box and come up with inventive ideas.

Giving a Christmas book to your kids is one of the best gifts in the Christmas season. Because, Christmas books can be educational, teaching children about different cultures, historical aspects of the holiday, or even scientific concepts related to winter and the changing seasons. Moreover, Christmas books can contribute to the excitement and anticipation of the holiday season. Opening a new Christmas book can become a much-anticipated tradition, creating a sense of magic and wonder. Here’re some of the best options to choose. Discover the magic of the holiday season with our curated collection of children's Advent and Christmas books available online in the UK. From timeless classics to enchanting new tales, explore a diverse selection perfect for young readers

My Christmas Colouring Book

My Christmas Colouring Book is a fun and festive colouring book for kids to enjoy as they get excited about the Christmas season!

Get involved in the Nativity story - from the annunciation through to the arrival of the Wise Men - with this enchanting activity book.

A Pirate Christmas The Nativity Story

A Pirate Christmas" is a cute nativity story the whole family will love. The short story is -> Joe and his pirate dad along with Cannon the ship guinea pig are miserably stuck on their boat missing the pirate Christmas party across the water on their friends' ship. Worst of all the party games and the treasure hunt are happening without them! Joe and his dad discover a dusty old picture book of the story of the first Christmas and settle down to read together and discover a different kind of treasure.

The Action Bible Christmas: 25 Stories about Jesus' Arrival

This unique, family-friendly Christmas addition to the bestselling Action Bible line tells the story of Jesus' birth from 25 "eyewitnesses"--such as the young student in the East who first saw the star, Zechariah, the innkeeper, the dove in the stable rafters--and includes fun discussion prompts for great conversations throughout Advent and the holiday season.

Stunning illustrations and intriguing original accounts of Jesus’ birth make this a thought-provoking and fun new way to celebrate the season as a family.

Another idea is that giving music or art based gifts to kids for Christmas can have several important benefits. Music and arts provide a means for children to express their emotions in a constructive way. Creating or listening to music, for instance, can be a powerful outlet for emotions. Similarly, engaging in visual arts allows children to convey their feelings through drawings, paintings, or other forms of creative expression.

In summary, gifts related to music, arts, or Christian books for Christmas can contribute to a child's holistic development, encompassing cultural enrichment, cognitive growth, emotional expression, spiritual development, family bonding, and educational value. These gifts have the potential to provide long-lasting benefits and create meaningful memories for children.

[elagreenschoolblogs]

Ela Green School Celebrates Christmas with Joy and Sustainability

Christmas has arrived at Ela Green School, and the festive spirit is in full swing! Our campus is transformed into a winter wonderland, with twinkling lights, cheerful decorations, and the sweet scent of gingerbread wafting through the air. But at Ela Green, we celebrate Christmas not just with merriment, but also with a focus on sustainability and inclusivity.

Festive Activities with a Green Twist

Eco-friendly Ornament Making: Instead of using traditional plastic ornaments, our students are getting creative with recycled materials like paper, cardboard, and old CDs. They're also decorating pinecones, leaves, and twigs collected from the school grounds, creating beautiful and unique decorations that are kind to the environment.

Sustainable Gift Wrapping: We're ditching the wasteful wrapping paper this year and opting for reusable fabric bags, newspaper, or even colorful scarves. This not only reduces our environmental footprint but also adds a personal touch to gift-giving.

Upcycled Christmas Crafts: Our classrooms are buzzing with festive craft activities, using recycled materials to create Christmas cards, stockings, and even miniature Christmas trees. It's a fun way to get creative, spread holiday cheer, and learn about reducing waste.

Sharing the Joy with the Community

Christmas is a time for giving, and the Ela Green community is always eager to share their blessings with others. This year, we're organizing a toy drive for children in need, collecting gently used toys and books to bring smiles to their faces. We're also volunteering at local shelters and elderly care homes, spreading the Christmas spirit through caroling, storytelling, and simply spending time with those who might be alone during the holidays.

A Celebration of Diversity and Inclusion

At Ela Green, we celebrate Christmas in all its diverse forms. We recognize and appreciate the different traditions and customs of our students and families, ensuring that everyone feels welcome and included in the festivities. We have students sharing stories about their family Christmas traditions, learning about different Christmas carols from around the world, and even enjoying a delicious potluck lunch featuring festive dishes from various cultures.

A Time for Reflection and Gratitude

Christmas is not just about decorations, gifts, and festivities. It's also a time for reflection and gratitude. We encourage our students to think about the true meaning of Christmas, the importance of family and friends, and the joy of giving back to the community. We organize special assemblies and discussions where students can share their thoughts and feelings about the holiday season.

Ela Green School's Christmas celebration is a testament to our commitment to sustainability, inclusivity, and the values of joy, generosity, and compassion. We wish you a Merry Christmas filled with love, laughter, and lasting memories!

We hope you enjoyed this glimpse into Ela Green School's Christmas celebrations! We invite you to join us in spreading the joy and making this a truly special holiday season.

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Festive DIY Activities to Add Sparkle to Your Christmas Celebration

As the holiday season approaches, it's time to spread the magic of Christmas throughout your home. What better way to make your holidays extra special than by engaging in some delightful and creative DIY activities that will bring joy to your whole family? Not only are these projects fun, but they will also add a personal touch to your decorations. Whether you're an experienced DIY enthusiast or a beginner, here are some festive DIY activities to infuse your Christmas celebration with extra sparkle.

1. Handmade Ornaments

Decorating the Christmas tree is a cherished tradition, and adding handmade ornaments can make it even more magical. Get your creative juices flowing by designing and crafting unique ornaments using various materials such as felt, paper, or even clay. Personalize them by adding names or initials of your loved ones, and watch them become treasured keepsakes for years to come.

2. Festive Wreaths

Wreaths are a quintessential Christmas decoration that adds warmth and charm to any doorway or wall. Why not create your own wreaths this year? Collect natural elements such as pinecones, branches, and berries to make a rustic wreath. Alternatively, opt for a more modern look by using colorful baubles and ribbons. The possibilities are endless, and your front door will be the envy of the neighborhood!

3. Handcrafted Gift Wrap

Besides the joy of unwrapping presents, the thrill of receiving beautifully wrapped gifts cannot be denied. Elevate the art of gift-giving by creating your own gift wrap designs. Get creative with stamps, stencils, or even hand-drawn patterns on plain wrapping paper. Add a personal touch by attaching handmade gift tags or tying bows made from colorful ribbons. Your gifts will not only be appreciated for what's inside, but also for the thought and effort put into their presentation.

4. Homemade Candles

Candles create an enchanting ambiance during the holiday season. Making your own candles not only allows you to choose your favorite scents but also adds a touch of uniqueness to your décor. Melt and pour kits are readily available, making the process simple and safe. Customize your candles with festive colors, glitter, or even natural elements such as cinnamon sticks or dried orange slices. Set them aglow throughout your home, and let the inviting scents and soft flickering lights create an atmosphere of Christmas magic.

5. Advent Calendar

Counting down the days until Christmas is exciting for people of all ages. Crafting your own advent calendar is a gratifying way to build anticipation during the holiday season. Arrange small gifts or personalized notes in individual pockets or boxes and hang them on a decorative board or string. It will become a delightful daily activity for your family, and each day will bring a little surprise that will make this magical time even more special.

6. Festive Table Centerpiece

A beautifully set table is the heart of any Christmas gathering. Create a stunning centerpiece using seasonal elements such as evergreen branches, pinecones, candles, or festive ornaments. Arrange them in a decorative tray or a clear glass vase to create an eye-catching focal point that will impress your guests. Whether your style is traditional or contemporary, a homemade centerpiece will surely add an extra touch of elegance to your holiday feast.

Get into the spirit of Christmas and let your creativity shine with these delightful DIY activities. Whether you choose to make handcrafted ornaments, wreaths, or personalized gift wrap, your creations will fill your home with warmth and love. Embrace the joy of giving by making your own candles or advent calendar, and don't forget to add a splash of festive cheer to your table with a beautiful centerpiece. Explore these DIY projects with your loved ones, and enjoy the satisfaction of turning your home into a winter wonderland. Happy crafting, and Merry Christmas!

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Maax Witchwoman The Beastmaster Poster Christmas Ugly Sweater Party

The holidays are a time for joy, laughter, and of course, parties! And what better way to celebrate the festive season than with a Maax Witchwoman The Beastmaster Poster Christmas Ugly Sweater Party? This unique and exciting event is perfect for men, women, and makes a fantastic gift for everyone. The Maax Witchwoman The Beastmaster Poster Christmas Ugly Sweater Party is not your typical holiday gathering. It's a fun-filled evening where guests can let loose, embrace the holiday spirit, and show off their creativity with a bit of humor. The main highlight of the party is, of course, the ugly sweaters. Ugly Christmas sweaters have become a popular trend in recent years, and this party takes it to the next level. The Maax Witchwoman The Beastmaster Poster design adds a touch of fantasy and magic to the traditional ugly sweater concept. It features a captivating illustration of Maax Witchwoman, a powerful and mystical character. The poster design showcases her commanding presence and the beasts that she commands, making it an attention-grabbing and conversation-starting piece. The vibrant colors and detailed artwork truly bring the design to life. What makes this party even more special is that it is suitable for everyone. The sweaters are available in various sizes, making them perfect for both men and women. Whether you're shopping for your spouse, parent, sibling, or friend, this Maax Witchwoman The Beastmaster Poster Christmas Ugly Sweater will undoubtedly make a delightful gift for anyone who loves fun, humor, and a touch of fantasy. The party itself is a fantastic opportunity for guests to showcase their personalities and sense of humor. Everyone can get creative with their outfit, incorporating accessories such as reindeer antlers, Santa hats, or even jingle bells. The Maax Witchwoman The Beastmaster Poster Christmas Ugly Sweater Party allows individuals to embrace the holiday spirit in a unique and whimsical way, creating a memorable experience for all. Aside from the sweaters, the party can include various activities and games that perfectly complement the theme. Guests can participate in an ugly sweater competition, where the most outlandishly creative sweater wins a prize. Other activities can include a white elephant gift exchange, holiday trivia, or even a themed photo booth complete with props and backdrops. With its combination of humor, fantasy, and holiday cheer, the Maax Witchwoman The Beastmaster Poster Christmas Ugly Sweater Party is truly a gift for everyone. It brings friends, family, and colleagues together in a festive and lighthearted atmosphere, creating lasting memories and laughter-filled moments. So why not bring a bit of magic, a touch of humor, and a whole lot of fun to your holiday celebrations this year?

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