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hazelsmirrorball · 6 months

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Christmas in November| Hazel Callahan

Pairings: college! Hazel Callahan x Fem! reader Summary: Y/n takes Christmas seriously throwing Hazel and their friends off guard. Warnings: English isn’t my first language so excuse any mistakes. a/n: Hey guys! This was inspired by my roommate and I putting up our three in our dorm today. Hope you enjoy it.

Hazel Callahan knew her girlfriend loved Christmas long before they started dating. Sometimes Hazel thinks that Y/n loved Christmas more than her. She would prepare for Christmas in October, skipping the holiday like it was a gym day. She would plan everyone’s gifts and the theme she was going to decorate her house. When the clock read 12:00 am on November first Y/n would make Christmas her entire personality. Fairy lights, Christmas three, everything you could think of. Y/n was the type of person that when november 1st came around she would pull out the christmas sweaters and deer headbands. She had a different outfit for everyday all through the holidays. You would hear a neatly prepared Christmas playlist around her dorm room, her car or her loud headphones. This Christmas was different because now they lived together.

Hazel, Josie, PJ and Y/n lived together in a small house Hazel had inherited. Before they had started living together all the girls had agreed that Y/n would let them decorate for Halloween and she could have Christmas. When they all made their agreements they thought that Y/n was going to decorate lowkey for Christmas due to the fact that all her Christmas things but Hazel should’ve known that the word lowkey wasn’t a part of Y/n’s vocabulary when it came to Christmas.

Hazel turned on the corner of her normal route towards her home. PJ turned up the radio having Aux cord duty while Josie pulled the backseat window down to peek her head out the window. As Hazel pulled into their driveway as Josie threw herself out of the car taking in the view before her. Hazel quickly hit the brakes startled while PJ flinched forwards hitting her head on the front of the windshield.

“What the fuck, Josie? Do you want to kill yourself? If you are, you can be more creative with it. Seriously throwing yourself out of a moving car. Insane.” PJ said as she forcefully opened the door rubbing her forehead to look at Josie struggling to get off the floor, her eyes never leaving the sky. PJ out of curiosity followed Josie's gaze as her mouth opened, shocked at the view in front of her.

Hazel closed the door as she got out, her hand reached towards her forehead to shield her eyes from the sun. A concerned look covered her face as she finally understood why Josie had thrown her body out of the car.

“I thought you said you hid all those Christmas decorations” Josie said to PJ her eyes not leaving all the inflatable Christmas characters on their roof. Santa, The Grinch, Rudolf, snowmen, the list goes on and on, where placed on their roof.

“It literally looks like Santa puked in our fucking roof. If that’s the outside of our house, I don’t want to see the inside. Wait, is The Grinch fucking Santa Claus?” PJ exclaimed as the three girls turned their heads to the side in sync to get a better view. From the angle they were standing it looked like the Grinch was fucking Santa from behind. Great, neighbors were going to think they were perverts. Before they could even say anything else. Y.\/n quickly stood up tangled with Christmas lights while wearing her headphone with Hazel assumed it was blaring Christmas music.

“Hey guys! You are back. What do y’all think? I think I need more Christmas things” Y/n yelled due to how high she stood combined with her loud music. PJ thought about responding sarcastically to Y/n’s question, but a word didn’t leave her body as Hazel glared at her.

“It looks wonderful, sweetheart. Why don’t you come down so you can see your masterpiece with us?” Hazel said in the same tone so she could hear her better. Y/n got closer to the edge so she could see her girlfriend better. Hazel got closer afraid she was going to slip and fall.

“I need to finish hanging the lights. I can’t leave my work undone, Haze. Come up and help me out, please” Y/n exclaimed pulling her headphones done. Hazel looked around in an attempt to find a ladder near, but she didn’t see a thing, which quickly reminded her about the fact that they didn’t have a ladder.

“Y/n, how did you get up there?” Josie asked, thinking the same thing as Hazel. Y/n shrugged attempting to get out of the Christmas lights.

“I climbed up that tree over there. It’s not that hard come on help me so you can see a tour of the in.. shit” Y/n exclaimed falling face first off the roof. The three girls run up to her worriedly as Hazel shook in fear, Christmas was off to a great start.

Thank you for reading!!

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fandomcentralsposts · 5 months

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Steve hasn't celebrated Christmas properly for many years because his parents are never home, and if they do show, it'll be a few days before, and they don't usually stay for new years. Because of this, Steve no longer has the urge to put up decorations. He doesn't bother with Christmas dinners or ugly sweaters or any usual traditions. But deep down, he loves Christmas. The lights, the trees, music, and snow are something a part of him still looks forward to every year he just knows he'll probably be spending it alone. Until he dates Nancy and the Wheelers, let him join them for Christmas and the years after Dustin and his mother would welcome him, although at times he felt like he was imposing he felt grateful he also made sure he bought presents for everyone all the kids and Nancy, Johnathan and eventually Robin he would also help cook for whoever he was staying with he wanted to make sure he was the perfect house guest so he would be invited back next year.

When he and Eddie started dating, Steve half expected he would be invited over at Christmas. Their relationship was going strong they were attached at the hip, and Wayne was very tolerant of them, and he seemed to like him, so he was hoping it would be offered. Except it wasn't November came and left, then it was December 1st, then 4th, then 8th, then 16th, and Eddie hadn't said anything. Which was fine. Christmas is a family thing, after all, and they had been dating for only 4 months. However, Robin and her family were going out of town this year, and Dustin and his mother were hosting his Aunt and Grandma and Steve didn't want to take up anymore space but he couldn't help but feel a tiny pang of rejection and grimacing at the idea of spending Christmas alone in his quiet, dark house.

On the 23rd of December, Steve was sitting in his room. Robin had already left, and family video had closed for the holidays, and Steve figured he shouldn't bother Eddie since it was so close to Christmas. He tried to distract himself by reading a book, wrapping presents he would give out on boxing day, but there was only so much he could do before his mind drifted back, too, his depressing reality. Just as Steve thought about pulling back the covers and spending the next 2 days in bed, the doorbell rang. He went downstairs and opened the door to reveal his boyfriend smiling widely at him.

"Eddie! Hi, I didn't know you were coming over, " Steve said, letting him in.

"Yeah, I wanted to surprise you, baby," Eddie said, stepping through the front door and kissing Steve on the cheek. "I have your christmas present"

Steve glanced at the poorly wrapped box Eddie was gripping with excitement.

"Oh Ed's you didn't have to-"

"Shhh, of course I had too it's Christmas, and you're my boyfriend now where is your tree?" Eddie said, venturing into the living room

"Um..." Steve trailed off suddenly embarrassed by the lack of decoration.

"Wow, you've left decorating really late are you waiting for your parents or something?"

"T-they're not coming"

"What?"

"They're not coming back for Christmas," Steve stated

"Oh my god baby, I'm so sorry," Eddie said, placing his gift on the coffee table and giving his boyfriend a hug

"It's alright Eddie really" Steve chuckled "They haven't spent Christmas with me in years so-"

"Years?!" Eddie said, eyes widening. "So you've been by yourself every year?"

"No, Dustin and Robin have invited me over, but neither of them could this year"

"Why didn't you ask me?" Eddie said sounding a little heartbroken

"I don't know a part of me thought you might ask first and then I thought Christmas is a family thing so you probably want to be with Wayne only"

"Stevie, you are my family too. I love you," Eddie said sincerely.

Steve couldn't stop the tears from welling in his eyes the way Eddie spoke so gently and rested his palm on Steve's cheek.

"I'm sorry." Was all Steve could manage not exactly sure what he was apologising for. Eddie shushed him and cleared his throat.

"Steve Harrington," Eddie started. "Would you please make me the happiest man alive and join me and my uncle for Christmas?"

"Yes," Steve said, laughing at the end.

Eddie and Steve didn't waste a second gathering some of Steve's things, the presents he wrapped, and drove back to the trailer park. Wayne was more than happy to have Steve over for Christmas, especially since he had an extra pair of hands in the kitchen. Eddie and Steve cuddled up on the couch that evening, their mugs of hot chocolate cooling on the coffee table. Eddie pressed a kiss to Steve's forehead.

"Merry Christmas, Stevie"

"Merry Christmas, Ed's"

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lovrsm · 4 months

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ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛᴍᴀꜱ ᴛʀᴇᴇ ꜰᴀʀᴍ

sum: Christmas is near the corner, remembering how in this time of the year, everything is magic with the man you love.

word count: 2.5k

pairing: charles leclerc x childhoodbsf!reader

warning: angst, overthinking and FLUFF!!

disclaimers: we’re going to pretend that in Monaco it snows, FOR THE SAKE OF THIS SILLY WRITING. Alright? I investigated what winter is like there, and it’s not even close to snowing🤕. Also, kinda wrote this like a fairy tale, I’m so in love with it wtf😭♥️

Merry Christmas to you all🫶 love you and enjoy!

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“Just being in your arms takes me back to that little farm”

Christmas was around the corner.

Or maybe in a few couple days.

In reality, it was more than a month away.

November, 1st of November, and everything turned a mix of red, white and green. The colors of your favorite time of the year.

Your hands were covered in bags, and the bags filled with presents for all of your loved ones. It was barely afternoon, but you had woken up since 6am to be at stores as quick as you could.

Every single present was planned, even if it’s one time they mentioned they wanted it, or something they’ve been dying for since forever. Your presents were always the best, and everyone knew that.

After you buyed some great amount of gift wrapping, you finally headed home.

You knew you’d take a long time to get home, holiday shopping traffic was surely starting now.

Just a day after halloween and you knew you had to make everything green and white, and hella lot of red.

The rest of the day was for yourself, your family, and for making everything festive. Changing your bedsheets from black to red. Having christmas decorations over the entrance of your house.

The only thing that was missing, was the Christmas tree.

The very thing you waited for all year long.

You weren’t sure if it was the smell, or the shape. But the journey to find the tree, that was all you needed for Christmas.

You closed your eyes, and that silly little Christmas tree farm was the only thing you pictured.

“Sweetie, it’s time to go, they’re here!” My mom screamed from downstairs.

shit

I finished drying my hair, since I had just showered. Quickly, I grabbed all the extra clothes I needed for the cold weather outside.

I rushed downstairs, grabbing a beanie I had by the door in the way.

I could see at the corner of my eye the whole place covered in a blanket of snow.

“Oh, we are ready to go now!” I heard my dad shout as I was locking the door soon a lot of footsteps.

“Took you long enough” I heads a calm voice behind me.

I turned around to see the face I’ve been missing so much. I quickly jumped into his arms. “I’ve missed you too, asshole.” I whispered in his ear. He chuckled, making my whole body shiver with excitement.

“Missed you too, you have no idea.”

I let him go, taking a good look at him. His dimples showing up, and his white pearled teeth shining at me.

I couldn’t hide my smile, he was finally here.

A honk interrupted my thinking. “Come on you two, we want to get early this year!” I heard Lorenzo screaming from his car.

We both rushed to it, my dad, mom and Pascale left in the other car. While the Leclerc’s, my brother and I traveled in this car.

“Hey y/n!” Lorenzo smiled at me through the car mirror “Sup!” Arthur gave me a wave from the co-pilot seat.

“Hi!” I responded as I settled into my seat, putting on my seat belt. Lorenzo wasn't the best driver around.

“So, how was everything both of you? Did you miss us?” My brother started a conversation.

“It’s been crazy! All I could ever imagine, it literally felt like a dream”

“Yeah, all the behind the scenes is absolutely crazy, definitely learned a lot from the team, I think white looks good on us” Arthur completed.

“But, do you know what will look even better?”

“Red!” We all said in union and laughed.

Charles had won the new Ferarri seat for the 2019 season, and we were all so proud of him.

“We all saw you at your races, y/n was the first one to wake up and put on the tv, always.” My brother, Matthias tried to tease me.

Charles turned to look at me with a grin plastered in his face.

“Okeyy, I’m a morning person, alright? What is wrong with that?” I answered normally.

Yeah, I am a morning person, but I would normally go walking on my mornings or maybe do some exercise, not stay home watching tv.

But if Charles was on it, there was no way I would miss it.

“If you say sooo” I leaned out of my seat to look at Matt, since he was on the other side of the car. Charles was in the middle.

“okay.” He quietly answered to my glare.

“Anyway, so what is the first thing you want to do when we get there?” Lorenzo asked from the pilot seat, concentrated on not crashing.

“The sleighs”

“The horses!”

“Maybe we should get the trees first” Charles said calmly, looking at the road ahead.

“Yeah, you know how quickly they buy them, we should get the best two around.” I smiled at them, and everyone nodded in agreement.

Charles was right, the biggest, greenest and beautiful trees were obviously taken as soon as possible.

Last winter we were left with not the best tree because we all got distracted doing something else.

“So, we all know the drill, right?” Arthur asked, turning to look at the three of us in the back.

I smirked, this was going to be fun.

“Maman, papa are with Pascale, I texted them. They are going to wait for you, Enzo”

And with that, we arrived to the parking lot, and thank god we found a good place to park in, I did not want to walk too much after the whole day.

We always end up exhausted.

“Everyone get their phones at maximum volume, if someone calls answer immediately!” We all agreed.

“Go go go gooo!”

I opened the door as fast as I could, and waited for Charles to get out, but in a blink of an eye he already grabbed my hand and started to run to the barns direction.

I was slowly catching to his pace.

Shit he was faster than last year.

He finally stopped at the start of the trees. “Well, we have a lot of options”

Charles was concentrated on watching every single tree in front of us, scrunching his nose in a very cute way.

“Yeah… we better go looking”

Half an hour. A whole 30 minutes we were looking for the damn trees.

All of us took this very seriously.

“Too short”

“Too tall”

“Ew, that’s ugly.”

“Never liked the ones with fake snow.”

“Not fluffy enough”

“Oh come on, there is no way an ornament will look good in that.”

Every time there was an excuse. That was until Arthur and Matthias called us saying they found the 1st one.

Then my maman and papa called right after just to say they finally found another one, the most ‘perfect’ in the place.

In the pictures they sent to us, they looked so cute and wonderful. Surely there was no complaining at all.

So the Christmas tree hunt was over. And now we could peacefully walk around the place.

Charles and I walked silently to our favorite place here, it was somewhere close to the icy and blue ice rink.

Some small open cabins were there, just so people could get somewhere to get warm, and to lit up a bonfire.

The temperatures here were no joke.

Charles and I were basically freezing, even if we had the mittens that his mom made for us last year.

I snuggled into my sweater as I waited for charles to set the bonfire.

“You cold?”

“Mhm” he laughed at my state, I always get easily cold, but that doesn’t mean I hate winter.

It’s actually the exact opposite.

“Your nose is red as a tomato.” He pinched my nose.

“Hey!” He shrugged and smiled while he gave me his white scarf. “Thanks…”

I was now hypnotized by the dancing fire, and Charles came closer, having his arm touching mine.

“I wish you could’ve come with me” He whispered.

“To your races?”

“Everywhere, I needed you there.” He sweetly smiled at me. But I hit him in his arm “ow? What was that for?” He laughed at me.

“For all the times you were reckless and almost gave me a heart attack!… but, I would’ve loved being there with you too, you know that”

He chuckled, since we were little, when he was karting I would always be there for him when he crashed or just had a bump on the way.

Always.

But now we were talking about F1, something people should not play with. Cars that go at a speed I can’t even think.

So, yeah, I obviously had my nearly death experiences while watching the tv and having Charles crashing out of nowhere.

But here he was, next to me and I could now feel his warmth.

charles pov.

Missing her is just an understatement, he needed her. Every day it passed without her was absolutely devastating.

Yeah, they texted and called often, but there was nothing like having her by his side.

At this point she’s the air he need to breathe, it was like the sun finally appearing after long rainy days.

She was the first person he called when he got into Ferrari, she was the one who he texted in the middle of the night when he couldn’t sleep.

Charles didn’t even know how much he needed her till she wasn’t by his side anymore.

How do I even tell her?

She’s at my side, peacefully watching the bonfire while I am dying inside to tell her how much se makes me feel.

“Hey…” I started, I don’t even know what Im fucking going to say.

She turned her head to look at me, and tilted her head while shining her big gorgeous eyes at me.

I gulped. She stopped the world completely by just looking at me.

“Are you ok? You look like you’ve seen a ghost” she laughed, and the ends of my lips turned upwards.

“Here, let’s go take some hot cocoa, maybe it’ll help you relax”

She stood up and offered me her hand, and I took it hesitatingly, if I don't do it now when will I do it? I can’t just not tell her.

“Oh god, you’re even paler now.” She looked a bit worried.

“Come on big boy, you will be fine, follow me”

I grunted, but she didn’t stop moving. The cold air hitting us as soon as we left the warmth of the bonfire.

“Here, with marshmallows, just how you like it Charlie.” She showed her teeth at me handing a warm cup of hot chocolate.

“Feeling better?” She placed a falling piece of her hair behind her her ear after taking a sip from her own cup.

“More than ever” I replied.

She looked directly into my eyes, god I could melt right now.

“What was it that you were saying?”

I almost choked.

“Ugh, nothing important”

“Must be, you can always count on me Charlie.” She placed her delicate hand on top of mine.

Charlie, she has called me that since we were little. My parents and hers were friends since forever, and I guess we just followed.

“I just, was thinking about when I was away. Uh, I was just thinking about this… girl.”

ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴏᴠ

I felt a sting on my chest

But that is does the mean anything, right?

“Oh” i just managed to say, I looked at my feet just so I couldn’t meet his angelic eyes.

who am I even fooling at this point?

“It’s just, I really, really want her to be more to me than she is now. I just don’t know how to tell her.”

Cool.

Cool cool cool cool cool… cool.

“I mean, I don’t know, what is she like?” I looked everywhere just to not look at him.

But I’m pretty sure he must be distracted thinking about this girl.

why am I feeling like this?

“Well” he chuckled. “She’s like, the best woman I’ve ever met. She gets me, and she’s so creative and funny and everything great in this world...”

My heart was slowly breaking by each compliment he gave her.

“…I just want her by my side.”

“Just tell her, if you feel all… this, maybe you should just tell her”

It’s the first time I’ve heard him talk about a girl like this, heck, he even called her a woman.

I finally looked up at him, just to find out he was already looking at me.

His eyes shined with that sparkling light he had. I could resist the smile creeping up my cheeks already.

“Really? I’m just afraid I’ll screw everything up.” He concluded.

“Any girl would be nuts to say no to you.”

His cheeks turned a slightly darker red. I could feel my cheeks burning already.

But I had to stop myself, this isn’t you who he is talking about.

I turned around, I need to take a breath.

“y/n…” he grabbed me by the wrist to turn me around. I met, once again, with her dreamy eyes.

“Yes?” I quietly replied.

“You know who I’m talking about, right?” He raised an eyebrow at me, and gave me a look I couldn’t quite figure out was trying to say.

I shook my head side slowly. I felt my eyes watering.

I looked around just so that he couldn’t catch my glossy eyes.

But I met with a mistletoe just over a head. I opened my mouth in awe.

I felt a shift in the ambiance, I looked back at Charles and saw him smiling showing his dimples.

He was looking at the mistletoe above us.

“I can’t, I just can’t anymore y/n.”

what?

He met my gaze and took both of my hands, I could feel them over my mittens.

“Since we were kids, there was something about you, the is something about you that has always made my heart skip a beat.”

This isn’t happening.

I could feel my mouth slowly forming a smile.

“And I’ve always thought it was normal for me to feel like this with you. But god, being away from you has been hell. I need you, I can’t conform with just texting and calling.”

“Maybe this might sound selfish, but I don’t even want to picture you with someone else who is not me. I thought it was a little crush, but heck, you make me feel this way every single time and I never get tired of it.”

I was completely speechless.

This is happening.

“It’s ok if you don’t feel the same way, but it physically hurts to not tell you how much you actually mean to me. I’d be a fool not to tell you how special you are.”

At this point I started crying.

I cupped his face in my hands.

“What i’m trying to say is… I love you. More than I’ve ever loved anyone.”

I was left with words, I’ve never been good at telling my feelings.

But I am good at showing them.

I slowly looked up at the mistletoe, and he followed my eyes.

I bit my lip. And furrowed my eyebrows asking him with signs, not words.

“Please” he quietly begged. I didn’t even had to think it twice.

I crashed my lips into his, expressing every single ounce of love I had for him. He followed.

It was the most magical night of the year.

Under the sparkling lights, bundled up in their mittens and coats, sweet dreams of holly and ribbons…

The couple finally found their way together, and their souls finally united and all their wishes came true.

Their love was blooming, and it all started in that little Christmas tree farm.

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bilbao-song · 6 months

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(all credit for the original idea [and a significant portion of this text] goes to @quiet-beatle!)

ho ho ho, classic rock fans! Christmas is coming and so is The Secret Rocker Santa project! if you are looking for an opportunity to make new friends who love classic rock, or just want to make someone happy, this is your chance!

** if you don’t want to see posts about this anymore: filter the tags #secret rocker santa and/or #srs23 — click here for an explanation of how to filter tags **

What is Secret Rocker Santa?

Secret Rocker Santa is a tumblr-wide “match-maker” in which you will anonymously send asks to (and hopefully befriend!) a tumblr user who is assigned to you. you will also be assigned to someone else, who will send anonymous asks to you. the event will run from december 1st through december 25th. while this might seem complicated, it’s actually quite simple, and you will only need to answer a minimum of two questions to sign up.

How it works:

you must read these instructions!

the deadline to sign up is november 28th. there are two ways that you can sign up: the first option is to sign up via google forms. the second option is to send me a submission (or an ask) with your completed questionnaire (found here). while the first two questions are required, you can otherwise provide as much or as little information as you want.

please reblog this post! (this isn’t a strict requirement, but it would be greatly appreciated and helps to ensure that enough people will participate!)

your ask box must be open to anyone! this means that anon asks will have to be enabled. if you want, you can wait until the first day of the project (december 1st) to change this setting, but please make sure you remember!

your blog doesn’t have to be classic rock-related, you just need to be a fan. (we will also be using a very broad definition of “classic rock,” so nearly any music from 1950s-1990s counts.)

(those are the main things you need to know, but more details + some helpful tips are below the cut!!)

shortly after signing up you will be assigned a number — you probably won't need it for anything, but it's a backup way for me to keep track of who is who in case we run into any problems :)

during the last days of november, i will be assigning people to their Secret Rocker Santas. you will receive a message from me telling you who you have been assigned to, either in the form of an ask or direct message.

you will start messaging the person assigned to you ANONYMOUSLY on the 1st of december and continue until Christmas (december 25th), which is when you will reveal your identity and (hopefully) have made a new friend!

you can send your partner whatever you want (as long as you do not reveal your identity). your job is to make your partner feel happier! (some ideas: send lyrics, pictures, or facts; play games, chat, and of course do things that are not only associated with classic rock).

be careful - make sure you are messaging your assigned partner anonymously.

please tag messages that you receive from your secret santa and any other related posts as #SRS23, so your santa will be able to find your answers more easily.

EXTRA REMINDERS:

some people might get more than one santa or will be assigned to more than one person, depending on how many people participate and how many suitable matches i have for certain people. if you are certain you will not be able to be a secret santa for two people, please mention this when you submit your form (you can also let me know if you would prefer to be a santa for two or more people! anyone who volunteers for this will get first pick if the need arises)

if you’re not committed to sending asks to your partner and/or responding to your santa at least a few (2-3) times a week, please do not sign up.

while the primary focus of this project is classic rock, any additional interests you list may be used as a secondary way of helping to find a good match for you. with that in mind, don’t hesitate to list any interests and hobbies you might have, whether they relate to classic rock or not! this will especially come in handy if there are many applicants who like a particular band, or if i am having trouble finding a match for you based on your favorite bands.

if your santa has not contacted you in over a week, message me and i will gently remind them or find you another one.

as a general rule, be nice! anyone who is rude to the another participant will be removed from the project.

make sure to answer all of your santa’s messages! you don’t have to answer right away, but don’t ignore them.

please let me know if you experience any problems at all (for example, if i have made a mistake, or you are having problems with either your own santa or the person you are assigned to)

if you are not already following your partner’s blog, you probably shouldn’t do it right away, because they might guess that you are their santa.

it’s useful to have an easy-to-find “about me” page or pinned post so that your santa will have a better chance of finding something to talk to you about!

please try to keep a note of who you’ve been assigned to, as well as your assigned number!

IF YOU CHANGE YOUR URL AT ANY TIME DURING THE PROJECT PLEASE LET ME KNOW. if you don’t let me know about your new URL (or otherwise make it clear that you have moved), i will not be able to assign matches for you.

please be patient! i will assign matches and answer questions as quickly as possible, but please keep in mind that i have other responsibilities too!

you don’t need to be following me, but i will be sharing updates here, so it would be a good idea to at least keep an eye on that page/tag.

please don’t hesitate to participate! this is supposed to be a fun, lighthearted, seasonal activity, and if you do encounter any issues, i will help you :)

ALL RELEVANT LINKS:

google forms sign-up

copy the questionnaire here (to sign up if you don't wish to use google forms)

paste questionnaire, fill out, and submit here

FAQ page

all future updates will be posted in this tag!

lastly, if you have any questions or want to ask for advice, do not hesitate to message me or send an ask!

please spread the word if possible! :)

#classic rock #classic rock fandom #the beatles #led zeppelin #pink floyd #beatles #rock and roll #dad rock #is that a tag people actually look at. lmao #anyway #yes i know tomorrow is halloween but i need a whole entire month for this tbh #i hate tagging these posts bc it always feels like spam but like :') it's relevant to all bands + there are instructions to block it lmao #anyway!!!!!! pls reblog if u don't mind. it helps a lot #srs23 #secret rocker santa #srs updates #secret rocker santa 2023 #long post

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stevesbipanic · 4 months

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@steddiemas Day 5: Grinch vs Holiday Cheer

It should be known that Steve Harrington had not always hated Christmas. In fact for many years it was simply that the holiday was draining for him, and if the pictures could be believed two-year old him loved the day.

Present day Steve though hated it. You would not think it with his house professionally decked out in bright lights and ornaments, an eight foot tree in the living room. Nevermind the fact that there wasn't a single present under the tree, or anyone else in the house but him. His parents would be back in a few days for their annual Christmas party, Steve would be expected to attend. This year he would not be.

While other people were diligently wrapping gifts with the big day coming up shortly, Steve was packing his meager belongings and finally taking up his boyfriend's offer to move in with him.

Eddie had gotten a flat thanks to the government's hush money, Wayne finally giving up the trailer life lived just across the hall. Eddie wanted nothing more than for Steve to be out of that cold loveless house and was overjoyed that Steve was finally joining him.

"It'll be like a sleepover every night, Stevie!"

"Name one night we've actually slept apart, Eds."

"I wanna have a home with you though."

"You're my home, Eddie."

Eddie had spent all morning getting the place extra clean for Steve's arrival, as if the plates he was washing in the sink weren't from date night last night. But there were more pressing touches to the apartment that had to be completed before Steve arrived.

Steve should've known something was up when he got to Eddie's floor and heard Christmas music, but he assumed it was Sandy from down the hall, she'd had a wreath on her door since November 1st.

He let himself into the apartment with his key and almost dropped the box he was carrying. The room was completely decorated in Christmas things, there was even a small tree tucked into the corner.

"Eddie?" Steve called out.

His boyfriend skidded into the room.

"Stevie! You're home!"

"What's all this?"

"Oh, you know, um......Christmas decorations?"

The box in Steve's hands had become heavy so he moved himself through the chaotic apartment and into the bedroom, which thankfully only had a small string of Christmas lights by the window.

He methodically unpacked the last of his clothes and the few gifts and photos he had from the kids and Robin, now the room truly felt like theirs. Now to deal with what awaited him in the living room.

To his credit, Eddie had let Steve have his moment, waiting patiently on the couch. Waiting and patient weren't two words Steve often associated with his metalhead so he couldn't be too mad at him. Steve sat down on the couch and lent into Eddie.

"I'm not mad about the decorations."

"You're not?"

"I just wasn't expecting it."

"I'm sorry, I know you don't like Christmas."

"I hate it."

"Why, love, you never have told me why?"

"Because it's always been about them, their party, their friends, their decorations. I got two normal Christmases before it all became a performance."

"Oh sweetheart, I hate that they've taken another thing from you that should be a happy thing."

"I thought with the kids and Robin around it would be different but they're always whisked away by their families and the Buckley's always go out of state even though Robin begs them to stay cause she hates me being alone. I'm always alone on Christmas and then have to smile at all my parents' fake friends and then I'm alone again."

"Steve, I promise you'll never be alone on Christmas again ok? You can have a normal Christmas, that's all about you."

Eddie was right, he could have a normal Christmas. There were presents under the tree here, and the ornaments on the tree were clearly old or handmade by a young Eddie. Christmas dinner could be them and Wayne and real smiles and real conversations. Christmas could be full of love again, it may have taken almost 18 years since that gummy two year old smiled holding a teddy under the tree, but he could smile again.

"Do you think Wayne has his tree up yet?"

Eddie's face broke into a grin, "Let's go check sweetheart, I'm sure he'd even let you hang the star."

Ao3

#stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #i just feel steve would have to relearn loving Christmas #steddiemas #these get longer every day

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annaisabookworm · 5 months

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“Theo, Don’t be a grinch!”

Theodore Nott x Fem! Reader

Request: Do you think you could write headcanons or a fic for a s/o reader who LOVESSSS christmas with her whole heart and a theo nott who hates it because of childhood trauma?- @lizisthecoolest

TW: fluff, angst, grief, happy ending, comfort, Christmas, my bad writing.

A/n: me writing this with Halloween decorations still in my room

Summary: In which durning the “Happiest time of the year” some secrets and feelings are revealed

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You loved Christmas

I mean, you were the girl to have her Christmas tree up on November 1st or even before that

Theodore your adoring perfect boyfriend on the other hand had the Christmas blues

He hated Christmas because it reminded him to much of his Mom, whom he was in denial and had been since he was little that she was really gone

You had noticed his grinch attitude and said “Theo, don’t be a grinch!”

he had opened up his feelings after about 3 days of gentle prying

“Amore mio” you coo giving him a hug comforting him

“what if this year, I show you the best Christmas ever?” You propose with the perfect puppy eyes

Ugh Theo was so down I mean if you even just look at him he’d flop “I’d love that Mia cara thank you.”

So with that you introduced him to the classics saving your favorite muggle movie of all time for him

“Theo be prepared to watch the best Christmas movie of all time!”

As you turn on Christmas vacation it’s safe to say he loved it so much

But, he loved you more

Then you guys went to hogsmead to get your own personal tree

As you were decorating it in your matching pjs sipping hot cocoa you were dancing around to Christmas music

As you finished the tree all that was left was the star

So naturally you couldn’t reach it so your perfect boyfriend without a doubt just put you on his shoulders and smiled as you put the star on the tree

When he set you down you pecked his lips

He blushed so hard

“Love, it’s November 1st” he said laughing

It’s safe to say it was gonna be a great Christmas.

Requested by: @lizisthecoolest

#christmas #theodore nott #theodore x reader #theodore nott x reader #fluff

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theeggoman · 3 months

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Being "Too White" Is A Myth.

Sometimes I worry that I'm just a white person pretending to be Latino (because when you're mixed race you're always thinking that you're not enough) but then I remember how every single person in my foster home including the adults referred to me as a "Wetback" or a "Beaner" or a "Fat Mexican" or an "Alien" instead of simply calling me by my white sounding first name because to white people, you will never be enough. It doesn't matter how much or how little white blood you have, in America if you're mixed with a single drop of anything that isn't white, you're not and will never be white.

I wasn't white when I was being tackled and forced down naked on the floor by the police at 12, I wasn't white when I was put in ESL at 8 even though english is my first language, I wasn't white when Christian religious leaders were explaining how I was cursed with the Mark of Cain to have a "skin of blackness" and being Latino made me inherently evil, I wasn't white when I was being sexually assaulted at 5 because I was "naturally promiscuous" and "born looking older" and "asking for it," I wasn't white when I was tackled by boarder patrol in south Texas and detained over night in a holding facility until my grandparents could come get me out, I wasn't white when my friend's mom took me bra shopping and insisted she had to be in the dressing room while I changed to make sure I didn't steal anything, I wasn't white when the doctor wrote my fucking race on my birth certificate while I was being pushed out of my Mexican mother who had to spend hours dealing with the racist medical staff who refused to let my white father into the delivery room because they didn't believe I was his child.

And now I get on tik tok and see people accusing mixed race children of being "white washed." They say we don't experience racism because we're "white passing." They tell us we're grasping for straws and we're stealing from our own fucking culture. They say we're "spicy white," that our blood is diluted, that we're not real.

Are we not real in the same way that our country did not legally recognize our white parents until the 1960's? Are we not real in the same way that we were legally declared bastards who couldn't inherit our own father's last name, his property, his money, our childhood homes? Not real in the way we weren't permitted to attend our white parent's funerals by their white family members? Not real in the way we weren't issued fucking social security cards? Were we not real when our parents couldn't "really" legally get married? Were we not real when our POC parent was shot dead for daring to fall in love with a white person? Were we not real when were named after our POC grandmothers? Were we not real when our White grandmothers cried at our birth and asked why we had to come out "so dark?"

Am I not real when I light the candles on my Ofrenda on November 1st and 2nd, when I bring fresh carnations and Pan Dulce for my brother because he was too young to have a favorite candy for me to put at his grave? Am I not real when I spend 6 hours slow cooking bone broth for Birria after removing all the seeds from the Guajillo chilis so my white friends don't die? Am I not real when I translate for a single mom who wants to use the library printer? Am I not real when I braid my curls? When I wash the Serepa? When I run from owls?

And am I not real when I jam out to country music? When I go camping with my friends? When I celebrate Christmas before Three Kings Day? Am I not real when I choose to embrace both sides of my culture? When I put my foot down and decide I am not half of anything, I am entirely both?

I don't care if you think I'm too white. Don't put your insecurities on me just because you don't wanna learn Spanish.

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bleepbloopblaa · 2 months

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Guys

I have a ton of headcanons

- L gets really goofy when he’s super sleep deprived. He can go two weeks max without hallucinating. If he goes past that, he l kicks his feet and giggles and is all sorts of goofy. (One time when Light and L were handcuffed, L had stayed up for a couple weeks by accident and Light had to have a date with Misa the next day. As interesting as the case L is sharing is, it’s 3 in the morning my guy-)

- Light likes mint chip ice cream

- L can’t stand the texture of the word “socks”

- Matsuda loves Christmas music, L and Light hate it. L bans Matsuda from playing it without headphones in. Matsuda plays it at full volume through his headphones and lays the headset next to L and Light randomly throughout November-December. L can’t technically get mad since Matsuda is technically following the rule and he hates it.

- L has to do a double take every time Matsuda says something smart.

- “This is the same man who played Mariah Carey on November 1st, what do you mean he- it’s definitely a clone. There’s no other explanation”

- L randomly yells out to every happy whatever holiday it is because he forgets what everyone celebrates because he knows too many holidays.

- It’s the only way he keeps track of what day it is

- L was a show choir kid

- That’s how he is so mobile and flexible and knows how to fight, he was a ✨dancer✨

- He is a bass, but can hit soprano notes

- L can play poker

- L loves pumpkin spice

- L also loves dad jokes. They’re so amazingly bad that Soichiro winces at them. It’s amazing. Misa absolutely loves them.

- On a related note: Soichiro (before the Kira case) absolutely told so many dad jokes that embarrassed Light so much. Light every once in a while will let a dad joke slip because he grew up with them and every time he is so disappointed in himself.

- Light wore a dress one time to prove a point/on a dare. He’s loved dresses since. Soichiro actively bought him the first dress when Light asked for it.

- L is a hot coffee drinker, Light is an iced coffee drinker

- Update: I learned L canonically lets his hot coffee run cold. Still, headcanon applies: he always makes it hot at first and will either drink it so it burns his mouth or it’s cold. No inbetween

- Light has pictures of L on his phone like how some people have pictures of their cats/dogs/kids

- L had an underground fanbase that was so small due to a lack of knowledge and publicity about him. When the Kira case and L went public happened, the fanbase was like “WE LOVED L BEFORE IT WAS COOL!!” And there would be comments and tumblr posts and stuff being like “like if you were here before Kira 😜” and stupid stuff like that like how you know fan bases are.

- Bonus: Light started the fanbase in middle school and he was a very well know L x Reader fic writer, but he kept his identity secret. He wrote fics of every au, had x male, x female, and x nonbinary stories. He was so well known that that he had his own little fanbase

- One day, Light got bored of writing the fics and wasn’t hyperfixated on L anymore so he just randomly stopped and his fans were concerned and worried that L thought he knew to much and got to him

- Light’s online name would be “Moon” because it would be hilarious

- (Somewhat) Related: Light wrote fanfiction in middle school and freshman year

- L proposing to Light, and instead of Light being like “damn it! I wanted to do that first!” Or have any irritation, he just gets the biggest smile plastered on his face as he looks at the ring on his finger, a complete loss for words

- L can pole dance (respectfully clothed thank you very much) because he wanted to spite a teacher in highschool

-fuck it, L has a ton of random hobbies that make no sense and half the time he has a story behind it

- he can play drums and guitar and a little piano, but can’t play a flute and it will always anger him because he knows he has the breath support for this, so why can’t he??

#deathnote #lawlight #light yagami #l lawliet #misa amane #touta matsuda #headcanon #death note headcanons #Light would be a fanfic writer in middle school you can’t change my mind!

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bucky-barnes-diaries · 4 months

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Day 9 — Christmas Ambiance

Pairing || TFATWS!Bucky x Female!Reader

Word Count || Around 900

Contents & Warnings || Fluff, very mild Angst — no warnings.

Disclaimer || English is not my first language so I apologise for any mistakes or misunderstandings!

Advent Calendar 2023

During the holiday season, Christmas songs held a deep significance, not only for you and Bucky but for people all around the globe. Without iconic songs such as “All I Want for Christmas Is You,” “Mistletoe,” “Rockin’ Around The Christmas Tree,” “Feliz Navidad,” “Jingle Bell Rock,” and “Last Christmas,” the festive spirit would be boring and bleak, making the season dull and joyless.

You and Bucky refrained from listening to any songs before December 1st. But, the preparation for your annual Christmas playlist started weeks in advance. All the iconic songs made the list, as well as spicing it up with new releases.

On November 30th, a few minutes before midnight, you and Bucky found yourselves nestled on the sofa, each engrossed in a book. Your eyes occasionally darted to the clock, anticipation building for the stroke of midnight, signaling the start of the holiday month.

With your phone synced to the Bluetooth speakers, playlist queued up, and finger hovering over the play button, the moment arrived. The clock chimed midnight, and you pressed play.

The opening jingle of Mariah Carey’s “All I Want for Christmas Is You” resonated throughout the living room, and, unable to resist, you started singing along, your voice blending with hers.

“Come on, Bucky! It’s time,” you urged, pointing at him to join.

“I don’t want a lot for Christmas.”

“There is just one thing I need.”

Bucky closed his book, meeting your gaze with a smile that spoke of his affection. As the song continued, he joined the serenade.

“Make my wish come true.”

“All I want for Christmas is you.”

Bucky cupped your face, pressing his lips to yours, firm and determined, sealing the song's sentiment with a kiss.

“It’s true, doll. All I want for Christmas is you. Only you.”

Cliche yet heartwarming, his words elicited a giggle from you as you exchanged kisses.

You and he danced and spun across the living room as the song continued, singing your hearts out to the classic tune. In between verses, Bucky took the opportunity to steal affectionate kisses and tender touches, adding a touch of passion to your laughter and joy, making the experience memorable.

Throughout December, Christmas songs became the soundtrack of your days. During car rides, you would sing your voices hoarse with upbeat Christmas tunes. In comparison, playful days had you and Bucky twirling and laughing to the classic songs in your living room.

Amidst the joyful chaos, your favorite times were the quiet evenings of Christmas ambiance, when the two of you engaged in a slow dance guided by the timeless melodies of Bucky’s beloved 1940s Christmas songs.

Bucky placed the cherished 40s classics onto the turntable. The classic holiday tune, “White Christmas” by Irving Berlin, began to play, casting a warm, sepia-toned ambiance across the living room. The aged melody conveyed nostalgia that enveloped the dimly lit space. As the needle delicately traced the record’s grooves, a soft hiss accompanied the music, adding to its charm.

“Dance with me, doll,” Bucky invited with a boyish smile. Pulling you into his arms, he planted a tender kiss on your forehead. You hummed in contentment as you placed a hand in his and the other on his shoulder. Bucky’s free hand found its place on the small of your back, drawing you into a gentle yet firm embrace.

“I would love nothing more,” you giggled, allowing him to lead.

Your bodies melded together seamlessly, like two pieces of a perfect puzzle. Your head found a comfortable spot on his chest, near his heart, while his chin rested atop your head, creating a cocoon of protection and closeness. The dance was slow and deliberate, synchronizing with the tempo of the music. His movements were smooth and practiced—a testimony to his bygone era.

Bucky’s focus extended beyond the dance itself; it lingered on you. Amidst the nostalgic atmosphere, he showered you with whispers of sweet nothings, tender kisses on your forehead, and soft touches on your back—deepening the dance and connection.

As you and he immerse yourselves in the music and each other, your thoughts wander to a younger Bucky—charismatic and a true ladies’ man in the 1940s. A hint of jealousy flickered as you envisioned him gracefully dancing and wooing women with his youthful charm. However, these moments were part of the tapestry of his life, contributing to the person he is today. So you embraced those memories with a bittersweet taste, understanding and cherishing them.

Meeting Bucky’s gaze, it’s as if he could read the currents of your thoughts. His smile radiates warmth, his eyes reflecting adoration—a silent reassurance and affirmation that your love is unique, different from anything that came before.

“You’re everything to me, doll. You’re it. You know that,” he murmured, gently pinching your chin and caressing your lips with his. “You’re the love of my life. My one true love.”

“I know, Bucky. I love you—past, present, and future. All your stories, all your scars, you. You’re my one.”

Bucky’s charm shines through as he gracefully twirls you around, eliciting a cheerful giggle as you spin in his embrace.

As the song comes to an end, Bucky delicately dips you, sealing the intimate moment with a passionate kiss. With a smile, he brings you upright, cradling you in his arms, the steady beat of his heart syncing with your own.

You continue to dance the night away, celebrating your journey and cherishing your shared and personal scars and stories. The ambiance of Christmas songs envelops your home, creating a backdrop for your celebration.

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atinystraynstay · 5 months

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For You, I'd Do Anything - Yang Jeongin

Synopsis: The holidays can be a tough time for anyone. Growing up, it was your favorite time of year. As an adult though, it was what you dreaded the most. Jeongin couldn't stand by to see his partner upset over the holidays, so he decided to take matters into his own hands, to show you that the holidays with him could be fun.

Pairing: Idol! Yang Jeongin x reader

Genre: fluff, established relationship

Word Count: 2.3k

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Growing up, you used to love the winter holidays. You were the type of person that loved decorating for Christmas the day after Halloween. You looked forward to all the Christmas specials and movies that would be broadcasted on TV. Every time you were driving in your car from November 1st until December 26th, you had Christmas music playing. It was just the time of year that wrapped you up with warmth and joy.

Now, being in yours 20s, things have shifted. You no longer looked forward to decorating, always feeling the need to do it out of an obligation rather than a joy. You didn't really care for what was showing on TV, maybe watching one movie for the whole season if there was nothing else on. And don't even get started on the music. You couldn't take listening to the old songs sung by Bing Crosby or Dean Martin.

As friends move away and family spreads out, you find yourself getting lonelier each year. This year was the worst of it all. You couldn't afford a plan home to visit your family, so you had to stick it out at home. Your family wasn't in a position where they could fly out to you either, seeing as both of your parents worked and your siblings were only in college.

Part of you was hoping this year might be a bit different. You and Jeongin had gotten together in February of this year, shortly after your birthday. You were childhood friends with Seungmin who actually set you two up. Since then, you've been joined at the hip.

You were two lonely souls around Valentine’s Day. Seungmin couldn’t stand the sight of his younger brother feeling unwanted. To him, Jeongin was his partner in crime. He deserved the best the world had to offer. He was tired of you complaining about bad first dates and venting to him about your love life. Seungmin thought it would be a pretty good match. It would at least keep you quiet for a little bit while helping Jeongin out.

Jeongin was the perfect guy for you. He was a good listener and someone you felt safe around. You didn’t feel the need to put up a false persona to win him over. He never judged you either for your likes and interests, unlike your other exes. If something made you happy, he was all in support of it.

And Jeongin was in love with you. This was not a two-sided love. You were witty, intelligent, compassionate - a golden person. It loved that you got along well with his members. You were able to have deep insightful conversations with Chris and Han. You could be just as loud as Lee Know and Changbin. You appreciated the arts which made talking to Hyunjin easy. Felix and you often baked together. And then there was you and Seungmin who acted like brother and sister, being able to support one another but then be at each other’s neck the next minute. He was convinced bickering was Seungmin’s love language.

When you were with Jeongin, you knew how to make him smile and let him be silly. You were also there to comfort him if he had a bad day at the recording studio or dance practice. You offered a safe haven where he didn’t have to be the well-rounded maknae. Jeongin had a tendency to put too much pressure on himself to be perfect, to land every dance movement or not. You helped remind him that he was good enough, to push through the bad moments to keep chasing his dream. He wasn't just an idol to you. In your mind, he was like any regular 20-something-year-old who was trying their best. He was able to just be Yang Jeongin.

He wanted to give you the world. You deserved that. You radiated so much positive energy that it affected everyone around you. He owed Seungmin his life for introducing you two.

However, Jeongin noticed a shift in you. He remembers one of the first things Seungmin told, or more so warned, is that you were the type of person who had to start decorating for the holidays right after Halloween. Jeongin still didn't know why Seungmin felt the need to warn him about that fact, as if that was meant to scare him off. If anything, your enthusiasm around the holidays also got him excited for seasons changing.

It was easy to get lost in what's going on when you're following back-to-back schedules. It just felt like the holidays always crept up on him. The only thing that seemed to remind him what time of year it was is when they have a Christmas inspired stage.

Yet, when Jeongin suggested making hot chocolate and watching Christmas movies, you immediately said no. He figured maybe you were too tired from work. Jeongin settled for your answer, at least figuring you’ll watch them later in the season.

When you rejected going to the winter carnival in the city, he was a bit concerned. It was last Saturday when he asked. He figured now was a great time as any to get into the holiday season. You both had the day off from work, so he saw it as not only a way to enjoy each other's company and make new memories but also to relax from work. You preferred to stay inside though.

Jeongin even thought you could try setting up a Christmas tree in the dorms as a way to get you and the members into the holiday season. While he wasn't sure where to get a Christmas tree in South Korea, he knew how much you enjoyed spending time with the members. He always thought you were part of the family that has been created since they were training together at JYP. Yet, you still said no.

The boys were currently at dance practice. While Lee Know stood up from with Hyunjin, Changbin, and Han to work through the choreography for 'MEGAVERSE,' Jeongin was sitting on the couch with his hands holding up his chin.

He was trying his best to think of what could be troubling you, what could be on your mind. He was under the assumption that the two of you shared everything, from material items to personal secrets. To an extent, Jeongin was still trying to get to know you, sure. But he liked to believe as your boyfriend, he could pick up when things were off with you. What weren't you telling him?

Seungmin seemed to notice how distant his young friend was looking. Since it wasn't his time to dance, he made his way across the room to Jeongin. The maknae didn't flinch much once Seungmin plopped himself onto the couch, which was all an effort to snap Jeongin out of his daze. When that didn't work, Seungmin knew he had his work cut out for him. "Okay, spill. What's going on?"

Jeongin sighed before looking at his older friend. "It's y/n."

"What? What are you talking about? You're not going to break up with them, are you?"

Wow, for someone who pokes fun at y/n, Seungmin was very protective of you. It just further emphasized you and Seungmin's relationship - best friends who acted more like siblings.

To calm Seungmin down, he shook his head before looking over at him. "No, not at all. They are my everything," Jeongin sighed. "I just feel like I'm not giving them enough."

Seungmin looked at his friends to continue, confused as well. Whenever Seungmin talked to you about your relationship with Jeongin, you were on cloud nine. You could talk for hours about how wonderful of a partner Jeongin his, your favorite qualities of him. It made Seungmin pleased to see you so happy.

"They have just been acting so distant lately. Like, I feel like I have pushed them away. I don't get it." "I'm glad you said something," Seungmin sighed.

Jeongin immediately picked his head up, looking over at his friend. His eyes were wide, like a deer caught in headlights.

"What do you mean? Do you know something? Did I do something?" "Jeongin, if you did something, y/n will make it known. I mean, I would know first given that I'm the best friend and you're only the boyfriend," Seungmin teased. "But you haven't done anything wrong. I just feel like there is something wrong with y/n. Has she mentioned when’s flying home?”

It was then both of the men realized what was wrong. Usually, you were the type to have your holiday plans situated a month in advance. You also would plan a small holiday party with all your friends before everyone leaves for home. Your family and friends meant the world to you. However, this year, it was radio silent.

Jeongin then got a bright idea. He turned towards Seungmin who playfully backed up, a bit taken back from the eagerness of the maknae but also pleased that your boyfriend was ready to set up and make things right."

"So here's the plan."

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"Where are we going, Jeongin?" You laughed. He had blindfolded your eyes when you got in the car. He was walking backwards with Han holding open the door for him. Jeongin squeezed both of your hands reassuringly, walking backwards to guide you into a room.

"Now if I told you, it would ruin the surprise." "I hate surprises, but you're lucky you're cute," you muttered.

It took everything in Seungmin and Changbin, especially, to not let out a laugh. They couldn't give away the surprise. Not when they saw how excited Jeongin was to surprise you and make you feel better. Even before you and their beloved maknae started dating, they knew how much you meant to Seungmin. They all looked at you like a little sister. Their love for you has honestly intensified since the love between you and Jeongin grew.

"And I'm lucky because I have you," Jeongin responded.

This time Seungmin wanted to gag.

Jeongin glanced behind him to see all the boys in their places. Each of the boys gave them a thumbs up from their positions in the space, with Lee Know by the lights switch.

When he was satisfied, he slowly stepped behind you. He leaned around to kiss your cheek gently as his hands reached back to undo the knot that held the blindfold close to your eyes. You truly were one that hated surprises. If the blindfold was even the slightest bit loose, you would be trying to peek.

"Look, I know if you hate this, but I just want to see my girl smile again," Jeongin stated.

The blindfold was loosened from around your eyes, revealing that you were in the infamous red-painted JYP dance practice room. . It didn't look like the practice room.

There were Christmas lights strung around the mirrors. The lights were emphasized once Lee Know turned off the practice room's lights. A large projection screen was set up, thanks to Chan's assistance, opposite of the black couches. It was connected to a laptop with every major streaming service available. There were two extra beanbag chairs for those that preferred to sit on the floor. In the corner of the room, there was a large Christmas tree that was decorated. You could tell that was Hyunjin's assigned task. If you turned slightly too, you noticed there was a table full of baked goods that made the whole room smell like cinnamon and sugar. Definitely Felix's doing. You noticed there were 9 cups with candy canes sticking out of it. Maybe they got Changbin to do that one?

Regardless of who was assigned to each task, you knew there was only one person responsible - Jeongin. You turned towards him with tears in your eyes, but not the sad ones. The smile on your face gave away your joy.

"You did all of this for me?" "Anything for you," he affirmed.

You turned fully towards Jeongin before you wrapped you arms around him. You buried your face into his shoulder, both as a place to soak in your tears and your favorite spot to nuzzle up to him. He matched the strength of your hold, holding you close to him. He kissed the top of your hand, hand caressing your back affectionately. The rest of the members watched with fondness at the love between the two of you. Seungmin being the happiest of them all.

"You're apart of our family, y/n. I know it isn't the same as being with your family, but you can always depend on us," Jeongin whispered. "I love you so much."

You pulled your head gently back to look up at Jeongin. He smiled gently seeing your face. Keeping one arm around you, he used his free hand to wipe away your tears. "I'm in love with you too, baby," you whispered. You then looked at the guys surrounding the two of you. You could have sworn that they were crying too, but they wouldn't confess with the lights being dim. "And I love you guys too."

Shortly after, the nine of you gathered on the couches with Seungmin and Lee Know opting for the beanbag chairs. Changbin was getting hot chocolate together for the group while you cuddled up to your boyfriend. Most of them were paying attention to Elf playing on the projector. Jeongin held you close, as if he was trying to squeeze out any remaining sadness that might still be in your body.

But truth be told, you weren't sad anymore. If anything, you were over the moon that not only you have the best partner anyone could ask for, but that he opened his world to you.

To be with your family for Christmas was all you asked for, and it was the best present you could have received.

#atinystraynstay #yang jeongin #yang jeongin x reader #i.n x reader #yang jeongin x y/n #skz #skz x reader #i.n stray kids #i.n #skz imagines #skz fluff #stray kids #i.n skz #jeongin #skz stay #skz rockstar #skzflix #skz scenarios #stray kids imagine

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shaunamilfman · 4 months

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Christmas with the Yellowjackets Headcanons

didn't have enough to make individual posts so i just threw them all together. includes Jackie, Tai, Van, Nat, Shauna, Misty, and Lottie. (seperately, you're not dating all of them lmao)

"All I want for Christmas is you" plays while Jackie Taylor is in the car, 5 injured 3 dead. Jackie loves Christmas music. She's got that shit blasting all hours of the day. if you hear one more Christmas song you think you might just scream.

Jackie is so into Christmas. She's got the tree up and fully decorated by 12:01 AM the Friday after Thanksgiving. she started buying new decorations November 1st. She's not putting those decorations up, however: that's what she has you for. you lowkey dread the holidays just because of drill sergeant Jackie ordering you around the tree to put up ornaments and lights and shit. they all have exact placements that she's planned out ahead of time.

Jackie forces shauna and you to watch Christmas movies every year. it's always the same exact ones but Jackie is so excited every year. she has custom made stockings with your names on it and everything. her house is the go to spot for Christmas parties every year. she has mistletoe everywhere and will use it as an excuse to kiss you.

Jackie's gifts are also very thoughtful and indicative of the amount of attention she pays to you. Jackie without fail manages to get you things you never even knew you wanted but now cherish above your other possessions. she's full on wrapping them. they're all very festive and different prints that somehow all tie together anyways

Tai Turner 100% wouldn't decorate for Christmas if you didn't make her. she's so content to exchange gifts in her bland house. if you make her get a tree though she's running the tree decorating like it's the navy. that shit is going to be aesthetic and evenly spaced out if it's going in her house.

she'll let you have one of those really small ones in your room if you wanna decorate one yourself with fun ornaments. she rolls her eyes whenever she sees it but is secretly fond of it

Tai's presents are always perfectly wrapped with the optimum folds and tape placements. She refuses to be bad at anything, and certainly isn't going to let wrapping paper get one over on her. Tai buys presents whenever she sees something and all of her Christmas shopping is done by like August.

she'll wear a Santa hat if to ask her but it's about as far as she'll get into the Christmas spirit

Van Palmer loves Christmas. She has such happy memories from her childhood of sitting on the couch watching Christmas movies all day. She likes going around to Christmas parties and getting to see all her friends in cheery moods.

I definitely think Van spends most of December walking around in the ugliest Christmas themed boxers you've ever seen. You're rewatching her favorite Christmas movies and she's wearing Christmas tree print boxers, some kind of Christmas themed innuendo shirt (this Santa goes down or some shit), and her trusty Santa hat.

Van puts real effort in wrapping up your presents but she's still not good at it. they're unwrapping slightly at the edges and there's way more tape than is needed. She definitely gets you a gag gift every year and after you open it she's like 😁😁 as she pulls out your real present

Nat Scatorccio is not great at coming up with gift ideas. She'll power through it and eventually get you something you'd like, but god damn would she kill to just get an Amazon link. she either hands you something wrapped in crinkled up printer paper or it's double bagged in the plastic bag it came in.

Nat would enjoy useful items more than anything I feel. You ask her what she wants for Christmas and she's like “🤔🤔… Broom.” she's completely serious about it; she'd be happy if you just bought her groceries.

Nat's very hesitant about holiday stuff because her family never really celebrated it all that much as a kid. She enjoys how happy it makes you more than anything. She almost cried when you get her a stocking with her name on it. It's so precious to her as a representation of her place in your life. She grins so wide whenever she sees it.

Nat loves those super dumb Christmas shirts. Like ‘My other car is a sleigh’ or something. ‘Jingle my bells’. she has no shame, truly.

Shauna Shipman also isn't super into holidays in general i feel. she'll let you put a tree up and decorate whatever you wanted and wouldn't really care how it looked. holidays for her are more about spending time with you and her friends and family. she remembers holiday stuff fondly but doesn't care much to get into the holiday spirit unless that's your thing. she enjoys the weather a lot and loves to have the excuse of the cold to cuddle in bed with you all day.

Shauna complains incessantly about how all the radio stations only play Christmas music. she's fuming on almost every car ride because of it she's so dramatic. If she sees s Christmas movie on she will change the channel. Jackie's forced her to watch them so many times she can almost quote them.

Shauna gets you something she knows you'd like, definitely something you've mentioned before. I think she'd also make you something special. something like a mixtape or a little poem she wrote about you, just something to express her feelings about you. Shauna wraps your presents but it's just whatever wrapping paper she has on hand. one present is covered in gingerbread men and the other says ‘Happy Birthday!’ all over it

Lottie Matthews blushes when she gets caught under mistletoe with you even when you're in a committed relationship. she's so shy about it for some reason.

i also think Lottie's parents were very absent as a kid so she probably never got to celebrate Christmas all that much either. She absolutely beaming whenever you get her a stocking or want to wear ugly Christmas sweaters or something. she loves anything about Christmas that reassures her position in your life.

Lottie spends way too much money on you every year without fail. she just loves and appreciates you so much and wants to give you everything you could ever want. they're all things that you'd actually want or use and she's clearly put a lot of thought into each one.

Misty Quigley is so happy to be included you have no idea. she's literally in awe when she sees that you have a stocking with her name on it. i think she might actually cry when she got back home. You ask her if she wants to go to an ugly sweater party with you and she almost passes out. She immediately has so many ideas, you guys will be winning the contest if she has anything to say about it.

I feel like misty could get a little overwhelming just because there's so many things that she feels like she lost out on as a kid that she wants to make up for with her partner. Misty tries to force cute holiday moments just a little bit but you know she means well. Misty stands underneath the mistletoe until you come over from wherever you are and kiss her. she's so quietly smug about it too.

Misty spends like 3 hours watching tutorials on how to wrap presents. She's perfected it to an art form. she stumbles into bed exhausted and covered in tape, it looks like a bomb went off. she hands you a present with like origami stars and shit on top when Christmas comes. Misty's the type to wrap the book she got you to look like a chair somehow.

#yellowjackets x you #yellowjackets x reader #shauna shipman x reader #jackie taylor x reader #van palmer x reader #taissa turner x reader #tai turner x reader #nat scatorccio x reader #natalie scatorccio x reader #lottie matthews x reader #misty quigley x reader

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daily-dose-of-joey-richter · 6 months

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it's still the 1st of november over here which means in just six days (on november 7th!) the TCB's musical how the grunch cribbed christmas will begin releasing bi-weekly (meaning twice a week) on the tin can bros youtube channel! 👀 if you haven't already, check out the trailer and also consider pre-ordering the digital download & cast album to support TCB! ❤️

your daily dose of joey richter for today is scrags (in how the grunch cribbed christmas) i cant wait to see this character again on nov 7th. love him

#joey richter #tcb #how the grunch cribbed christmas #scrags #solve it squad #tin can bros

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del 💓 you said “rhett wants to jump straight to putting up the christmas tree and related decor, and bobby has to fight for his life to keep it at bay” and it got me wondering if this is how things go in the floytt household? 😂 do robby and reader kind of bend to rhett’s will and desires a lot of the time? does he pout for things and butter them up with kisses and hugs and soft-drawled pleas, or has he just taken to independent freedom and happiness so hard that he just starts doing things and neither reader nor robby have the heart to stop him—except where winter holiday decorations are concerned?

omg and not to encourage rhett 😂 but what does the floytt family christmas tree look like?

first of all, real or fake? i have a feeling that someone is allergic and thankfully knows it so decorating and subsequent celebrating goes off without a hitch...

is it rhett-sized or much shorter? the thought of any of them being taller than their tree is a little hilarious to me...

is it pine green or white / vintage colorful? can christmas-loving rhett appreciate wacking aesthetics from the 60s or is he a red and green traditionalist?

colorful lights or white lights? random collection of ornaments or matching cohesive store bought? i know what i think, but i wanna hear what you think 😌

are they tinsel garland people? or popcorn string people?

do they make it a whole affair, putting it up and decorating? are they playing music while they eat seasonal snacks and sweets from the grocery store? omg do they bake cookies? i think christmas is the only time of year that rhett will eat non-fruit sweets and desserts, but robby says it hardly counts because everything still has a tendency to be fruity or vanilla, not to mention most of it is candy cane flavored!

rhett ends up eating all those (i don’t know if you know what i’m talking about because they might be regional or generational [omg] but i hope you do) vanilla snowmen stick-less ice cream bars on him in retaliation *cue tackling in 3, 2, 1*

and please don’t stress too hard about the void au 🥺☁️💕💐

aaaa! omg hello 💐💕

It...it is...

A majority of the time, Robby is just fighting for his life in this household. He has his set dates for when every holiday celebration should begin, how early is too early, and what the best day is to take down the decor...and Rhett is simply fueled by the sheer power of vibes. It drives Bob mad. There's no order! If Rhett could have his way, Halloween decor would be out in August, Christmas would be up November 1st, and it would stay up past Valentine's Day.

But his excitement is so damn contagious. How is anyone supposed to say no when Rhett's got a Santa hat held between his teeth as he digs through a box in search of their matching candy cane keychains? Bob tries for all of half a second, but then Rhett's looking up at him with those big, confused puppy eyes, and the effort flies out the window.

Usually, it ends in a compromise of baking Christmas cookies the day after Halloween and getting out the small things. But the tree stays put away until the day after Thanksgiving. It is not coming out any earlier than that. But there was that one year when he was away on deployment, and Rhett convinced the Reader to get it out in early November.

Bob's still (jokingly) annoyed about that, by the way.

I could have sworn that somewhere around here, I mentioned Bob having a pine allergy...but I cannot find it to save my life. A part of me likes to think that Rhett grew up having a real tree every year, and now he's just perpetually confused about the whole fake tree thing. Why does it feel like that?

dfkjgh the concept of using Rhett as a unit of measurement is so funny to me 😭 there are two trees. The first one came about the first year in the house. With the chaos of getting settled in and work getting in the way, Christmas took a weird place on the back burner, where it was high on the list of things to do but kept getting pushed off. Rhett's knee was hurting him, Bob and Reader went off and got sick twice, and all of a sudden, it was December 3rd and they had no damn tree. So Bob, mid-sickness, bought one online.

You can imagine his and Reader's surprise when they came home to find Rhett in the living room, staring down at the frailest tree they'd ever seen. Fully set up, fluffed, and leaning over because the tree topper was too damn big. It didn't even have lights!

The joys of no-return policies and not reading the fine print.

Twas a true Charlie Brown Christmas. That poor tree had to sit in the corner because it would just...fall over. Reader looked at it funny one afternoon, and the damn thing dropped dead.

But the second tree is a completely different story. The high ceilings in the living room allow them to get away with virtually any sized tree, and one way or another, they wound up with a ten-foot-tall tree (Which is the only thing stopping Rhett from getting it out by himself). They had their choice between a regular green and a flocked tree; the Reader was the deciding factor on which they got. It's got the fancy color-changing mode because nobody could decide on colorful or light.

Bob usually sets it on white, and then Rhett passes by and sets it to the blinking rainbow setting. It's a quiet war every year.

The ornaments start out cohesive, but the next year, the Reader finds their decor that went missing during the move, and things slowly start to randomize. Some fall and break. The trio finds adorable new sets of ornaments that weren't out the year prior, and the aesthetic falls into adorable disarray.

The only consistent decor is the topper. An adorable animated biplane that Nat gifted them. Always happily spinning at the top of the tree and will only ever be replaced if they inexplicably discover a version with an F/A-18...

I don't know if this counts as a Christmas tree, but there's a two-foot-tall rainbow tree in the kitchen that Rhett inexplicably came home with one day. A gift from a well-meaning boss who doesn't quite get the whole "just because I'm married to two people doesn't mean I'll only accept Pride-themed gifts" thing. It serves as home to all the weird ornaments that get collected over the year.

A chicken wing ornament simply does not belong on the main tree...

With three people, the tree gets busy a little...fast...so the tinsel garland makes an adorable appearance on the staircase banister. Usually matching the wreath on the front door.

It's an entire weekend venture! Saturdays are reserved for the tree-related fussings (getting a ten-foot tree out of the attic is a hell of a venture), and Sundays are for the general decor. Wreaths, knick-knacks, stockings over the fireplace, various figurines, and the stuff in the front yard. The three deer are the first to go out there, because, one way or another, each member of the household is represented by one of the deer. One might or might not have an old pair of glasses hot-glued to its face...

Festive music is a must! Rhett's still got some CDs that he used to play in his truck, and once those have been played out, it switches to whatever playlist someone has made. Sometimes, they'll take a break and head to the grocery store for some seasonal snacks out of the bakery section, but a lot of the time, someone has already brought some home. There's an adorable bakery on the route home, and it's so hard to not stop at.

Baking cookies, omg. Bobby's momma gifted them a 12 Days of Christmas Cookies recipe book, and every year they go through it. They try to bake one set every few days, but every once in a while, something happens, and like four types get baked in a day. Rhett's partial to Kołaczki (Polish filled cookies), and Cowboy Cookies. Who could have guessed. Bob is a simple man who would commit a crime for Danish Butter Cookies. Please don't ask how many blue tins he owns. He's lost count.

But nothing can come between these two and their mints. Buttermints, candy canes, those soft peppermint puffs that are sold by more brands than I can count but always seem to taste the same. They're insufferably minty until they run out of mints after the New Year. If it's mint, they're eating it.

I swear I have seen these vanilla snowman bars somewhere! I know I've never had them, but they looked so damn familiar when I looked them up. They absolutely get rationed out because otherwise, Rhett will eat them all in the span of two days.

But then there was also that year when Bob brought home a couple boxes of them, and Rhett moved them out to the garage freezer because they kept falling every time he opened the door. Except, he didn't tell Bob, so that coming Friday, Bob came home with more.

Rinse and repeat until he cracks and asks how Rhett and Reader have eaten so damn many so fast, and Rhett realizes what happened. That may have been the longest wrestling match they've ever had.

In better news, they had enough snowmen to last till Spring.

#rhett abbott #robert bob floyd #bob floyd #bob floyd x reader x rhett abbott #💐#delgato's asks #milesmillergf #tw food #hawthorn au

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