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thebeerthrillers · 5 months

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Twas the Night Before Thanksgiving

Twas The Night Before Thanksgiving ‘Twas The Night Before Thanksgiving ‘Twas the night before Thanksgiving, when all through the town, Not a creature was stirring, not even a clown. The turkey was brining, the pie crusts were rolled, In hopes that a feast soon would unfold. The craft beers were nestled in the fridge with care, In hopes that the guests soon would be there. Friends with growlers…

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darkleweather · 7 months

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‘Tis the night before Decked Out, and all through the server

All the hermits are stirring, there is quite a fervor!

Tango of the Tek variety is asleep in his bed

Dreaming of hoppers and redstone and playtesting with Zed

GoodTimesWithScar is lined up outside

With Cubfan, they await morningtide

When the gates will arise, and with a ominous beat

The heart of Decked Out comes to life, it’s time to bring the heat!

They’ll go dashing and sneaking, and screaming with fear

Tango will stand watch, grinning ear to ear

Ravagers and wardens and witches and vexes

The dungeon awaits with curses and hexes

And boons, sometimes, treasures and coin

And maybe an artifact the hermits dare to purloin

All to buy books that may win them fortune and fame

And it’s all in good fun, the Hermits love a good game

Decked Out might be crazy, but at the end of the day

They work hard and play harder, the hermitcraft way

#look I know the syllables don’t quite line up in places #it doesn’t quite match the rhythm of ‘Twas The Night Before Christmas in spots #but I’m a writer not a poet #that said I had much fun with this #hermitcraft #decked out 2 #not entirely happy with the ending but eh. it’s fine.#tangotek

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im-a-marvel-ous-hoe · 5 months

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Daddy’s Favorite Story | Bucky Barnes (3rd Day of 🎄)

(Credits to the owner of this pic!)

Hey everyone! I hope you’re enjoying my stories! We’re on day 3 of fluffy Christmas fics! 🩵

Christmas Masterlist <- check out my other holiday fics! ✨

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“Daddy, can you please read me one more story?” I heard Grace’s voice on the other side of her bedroom door. I held a laundry basket in my hands, almost finished with the household chores for the day. I was about to walk in to ask our 5 year old if she needed anything from mommy before I stopped myself once I realized her dad was in the room.

I smiled to myself at the thought of her and Bucky bonding before she went to sleep. Placing the basket on the floor, my right reached out for the doorknob to take a peek at the loves of my life. Bucky was sat down on her bed, she was lying down with a small pile of her stuffed animals around her. She held onto a goat stuffed animal she got from her uncle Steve for her birthday earlier this year.

“You said that two books ago!” Bucky laughed as she sat up in her bed, getting ready to fight to get her way. “But – But this one is the last one! I promise!” She clasped her little fingers together and looked up at her father, giving him the best puppy dog eyes she could muster. Her blue eyes meeting his own as he tried to resist giving in.

“No, sweetheart, don’t do this to me!” She pouted her lips as he covered his face with his hand. The amount of love he has for his daughter will obviously make it difficult for him to say no to her. “Pleeaassee?” He peeked at her through his fingers and chuckled to himself. “Arghh… fine. You win.” She giggled and got settled into her bed, bringing her blanket closer to her and she watched her father in awe.

“Okay, one more story and you promise me that you’ll go to sleep after this, okay?” He raised an eyebrow as she nodded enthusiastically. I crossed my arms over my chest as I leaned against the doorframe, watching this all play out in front of me. He looked through her small bookshelf and picked one up, inspecting it. He turned to look at her and smiled, tapping onto the cover of the book. “This one is a classic, sweetheart. It’s one of daddy’s favorites.” He opened the book in his hands, cleared his throat and began reading.

“‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house.

Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse.

The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,

In hopes that Saint Nicholas soon would be there.”

Bucky made sure to lean in and show her the pictures. Her little eyes scanned the pages as she held onto her goat stuffie closer to her. I softly smiled to myself, thinking about how lucky I am to have found someone like Bucky to share the rest of my life with. To live a quiet domestic life with.

“The children were nestled, all snug in their beds.”

He leaned in and tickled her stomach as her laughter filled the room. Her cheeks tinted pink as he continued reading her a story for bedtime.

“While visions of sugar plums danced in their heads.

And momma in her ‘kerchief and I in my cap,

Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap.

When out in the lawn there arose such a clatter,

I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.”

He stood up abruptly and spread his arms out as Grace watched him with anticipation. He walked over to her window and brushed her curtains to sway them back and forth to give as much visual effects as possible.

“Away to the window flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,

Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,

When what to my wondering eyes did appear,

But a miniature sleigh with eight tiny reindeer.”

He quickly looked around her room for a reindeer stuffie, but all he could see was her goat. He grabbed it and made it look as if it was flying. “Daddy, that’s not a reindeer!” Grace laughed. “Whaaattt? No, it totally is!”

“No he’s not!” He bowed his head for a moment and looked up, smiled at her. “Well, let’s just pretend baby, okay?” She giggled and nodded her head.

“With a little old driver so lively and quick,

I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick.

More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name!

“Now, Dasher! Now, Dancer! Now Prancer and Vixen!

On, Comet! On, Cupid! On, Donner and Blitzen!”

I couldn’t help but think of how he’s such an amazing father. He’s going all out as best as he can just to make her night. To think we were both so scared to become parents is crazy to me. I don’t know what we were so scared of. Since Grace came into our lives, it’s been nothing but bliss. I can’t imagine our lives without her and I can’t imagine not doing this with Bucky.

“To the top of the porch! To the top of the wall!

Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!’

As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky.

So up to the housetop the coursers they flew,

With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too.

And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof,

The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.”

Bucky grabbed her goat and pranced it on her bed, making it look like it was walking closer and closer to her. She smiled as Bucky continued to read the next part of the story.

“As I drew in my head, and was turning around,

Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound.

He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,

And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot.

A bundle of toys he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack.”

He cleared his throat as his voice pitched a little higher than usual as he spoke.

“His eyes—how they twinkled! His dimples, how merry!

His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow.

The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,

And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath.

He had a broad face and a little round belly

That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.”

He walked towards her closet and quickly rummaged through it until he found what he was looking for. He came out with her white scarf wrapped around his mouth to imitate a white beard. Walking back towards his daughter, he reached for her pillow. “Excuse me sweetheart.” She giggled and sat up as she watched him stuff the pillow in his shirt and placed his hands on his belly, letting out a deep laugh. “Ho! Ho! Ho!” Grace burst out laughing as she watched her daddy pretend to be Santa Claus. I brought my hand to my mouth to try to stifle a laugh as I watched him in amusement.

“He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,

And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself.

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head

Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

And filled all the stockings, then turned with a jerk.”

He leaned in and pinched her nose, smiling as she let out a giggle. Her eyes gleaming with admiration towards her father.

“And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose.

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.

But I heard him exclaim, as he drove out of sight —

“Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!”

She cheered at the end of the story as Bucky placed the book down on her bedside table. He laughed and took the pillow out from his shirt and placed it comfortably behind her head. “Did you enjoy the story?” She nodded and yelled out a big “yes!” He slid off her scarf and placed it next to the book.

He leaned in and placed a kiss on the top of her head. “I’m glad you liked it sweetheart.” He brushed a hair away from her face and smiled. “I love you.”

“I love you too daddy. Thank you for reading me a story.”

He chuckled and nodded. “You’re welcome. Now, it’s time to head to bed! It’s late.” He tucked her into bed, placed one last kiss on her forehead and bid her goodnight. He made his way to the door and saw me standing there. “That was a lovely story.” I stated as his face turned a light shade of pink. “Yeah well..” He closed Grace’s door behind him and looked up at me. “How much did you hear?”

“Oh, not much… only all of it.” I smiled at him as he turned to look away in embarrassment. “Oh God.. so, did you see..?” I nodded as he covered his face with his hands. “I especially liked the part where you pretend to be Santa. That was a nice touch.”

“Hey, I was just trying to give her visuals. What I did was amazing.” He embraced me from behind and placed his hands on my stomach, rubbing small circles. “Of course it was amazing! I’m not saying it wasn’t.” He placed a soft kiss on my cheek as I placed my hands on top of his. We stood there, enjoying the silence between us for we don’t get much of that nowadays. I closed my eyes for a moment and softly smiled. We both sighed in content.

“She’ll be here in a few months.” I quietly spoke as he hummed, his hand not leaving the small bump in my belly. “I can’t wait to meet her.”

“Maybe you could do what you did for Grace tonight again when she gets here.” I chuckled. “It could become a Christmas family tradition.” He chuckled as I pulled back so I could turn to look at him. “I’ll think about it.” He leaned down and placed a kiss upon my lips before pulling away and bending down to grab the laundry basket.

“Head on up to the couch, doll. I’ll finish cleaning up. You just relax and get a movie ready for us to watch, okay?” I nodded my head as we both made our way to the living room.

“Y/N?”

I turned to look at him, my hand instinctively going towards my belly. “Yeah?” He just smiled at me, the kind of smile that could make anyone weak in the knees.

“I love you.” I couldn’t help the blush that rushed to my cheeks. How is it that he’s still able to do that to me? I will never know. I smiled back at him.

“I love you more.”

He scrunched his nose and chuckled. “I think that’s up for debate.” He bit his lip, trying to hide his smile as he turned away to go finish cleaning up the house. Soon our household will go from 3 to 4 and who else knows how bigger it’ll get after that. I’m not worried though, because I’ve got the best partner to do this with. Nothing could be better than this.

I can’t wait for our family to grow.

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I hope y’all liked it! Please let me know your thoughts! Likes, comments and reblogs are very much appreciated!

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes imagine #bucky imagine #bucky fic #bucky x reader #marvel christmas #marvel Christmas Masterlist #‘twas the night before Christmas #i havent written in so long #please go easy on me #🎄✨🎄✨

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batnations · 4 months

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‘Twas The Mite Before Christmas (2023) recolored panels of Talia Al Ghul and Damian Wayne

#talia al ghul #damian wayne #robin #twas the night before christmas #dc #dc comics #detective comics #batman #batfamily #batfam

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princesssarisa · 5 months

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I was going to wait till December to share this poll, but so many Christmas decorations are popping up everywhere that I already have the spirit and can't wait anymore.

If you grew up with the classic Rankin/Bass animated Christmas specials – both stop-motion and traditional animation – which one is your favorite?

#poll #christmas #holiday #rankin/bass #christmas specials #holiday specials #rudolph the red nosed reindeer #the little drummer boy #frosty the snowman #santa claus is comin' to town #the year without a santa claus #'twas the night before christmas #jack frost #nestor the long-eared christmas donkey #pinocchio's christmas #the life and adventures of santa claus

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likeafantasy · 4 months

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25 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS (24/25) ↳ twas the night before christmas (1974)

#twas the night before christmas #christmas #christmasedit #filmedit #filmgifs #movieedit #moviegifs #rankin bass #25christmas23

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atlas9248 · 6 months

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A shitty-quick of Night Before Yuletide Chuckles~

#he frightens me #legends of avantris #‘‘twas the night before Yuletide #oneshot #chuckles the clown

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kent-farm · 4 months

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—Lois and Clark, "'Twas the Night Before Mxymas"

#Lois and Clark #Clark Kent #Dean Cain #Lois Lane #Teri Hatcher #4.11 'Twas the Night Before Mxymas #Christmas #Clois

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goldenamaranthe-blog · 4 months

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Twas the Night Before...

In the city of Vale, when the moon hung above, Blake Belladonna, a reader of love, Joined the "Scroll-stuffing Day," a joyous affair, Where books on her Scroll, she would eagerly snare.

Through the online crowds she did weave, Scroll clutched in her hand, In the grand library, she sought to expand, Her collection of tales, of passion and glee, And the largest selection? Romance, it would be.

With a heart full of hope, and eyes shining bright, Blake scrolled through the choices, each cover in sight, Historical romances and futures untold, In the world of her Scroll, a love story to unfold.

Then a unique title caught her discerning eye, "Twas the Night Before Love," it beckoned with a sigh, She tapped on the cover, and in an instant, she knew, A world of romance, with a faunus like dew.

The story unfolded, a modern-day dream, Characters danced, and forbidden love was the theme, A mystery Faunus, a hero so grand, With a human lover amongst the digital pages, Blake took a stand.

As the clock gently ticked, and the night started to sway, Blake was immersed in the virtual array, Her heart danced to the tale, emotions running high, In the glow of her Scroll, a love story's sky.

Through heartwarming moments and twists unforeseen, Blake felt a connection, her heart serene, The magic of stories, not confined to the plot, For love's unexpected dance, she hadn't forgot.

The night wasn't just tales, confined in her hand, It whispered of love in the air, like soft sand, As she scrolled through the night, anticipation did swell, Love might be waiting, just around the next spell.

With a heart full of dreams and a Scroll stuffed with lore, Blake Belladonna yearned for what lay in store. As her scroll finally died and the words fell out of sight, Blake whispered.

"Dammit... I knew I should have charged this thing tonight."

@agentayu, Thanks for the Ask!

#bumbleby #blake belladonna #twas the night before love #scroll stuffing day #avid reader #she likes her romance #read in the style of “Twas the night before Christmas”

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rankinbassheadcanons · 1 year

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ATTENTION ALL RANKIN/BASS LOVERS!

Universal has teamed up with Warner Brothers Studious and is releasing a collection with EVERY Christmas special they ever made (yes, even the obscure ones. It’s about $50-$60 on Amazon (but Walmart has it for cheaper with a longer wait)

It’s been years since we’ve gotten any news like this so it’s super exciting that we’re finally getting FED.

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emiko-matsui · 1 year

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it's so important to me that when moonshine hardwon and beverly went through what they were wearing to bed during crickmas it was explicitly stated as these three outfits