#anyway happy holidays to those who celebrate it

[aesthetic-uni]

It’s that time of the year again

[polar-equinoxx]

Step one: make peace with dad

Step two: manage to survive mission with dad

Step three: have dads kiss each other on the carrier’s deck

[babacontainsmultitudes]

So it was established in the last episode that Taylor still believes in Santa (tbh I wouldn't be surprised if it's come up prior to this ep too but anyways-) so... Do you think (saint) Nicky been has portalling in every year since the betrayal to sneak in a gift for his son amongst the pile? That Cassandra doesn't even notice because it's just one among the many many presents she herself has bought and wrapped? But every year without fail... Taylor gets one gift that simply says "from: Nick" and well, obviously that has to mean it's from Santa (a conclusion which Nicky expects him to come to, and why he can sign his name at all, though he misses when he could just write "dad"). And one year when he's still quite young, a sleepy little Taylor actually catches Nicky in the act, and Nicky wishes more than anything that he could just *stay*, but instead he only softly tells Taylor to go back to bed, and Taylor thinks that Santa is a lot younger and a bit sadder than he expected, but what's he gonna do- not listen to Santa Claus? So he smiles meekly at the man he does not know to be his father, and hurriedly heads back to his room.

Also yes of course Nicky eats the fucking cookies left out of course he's not gonna pass up on free cookies (which are home-baked to top it off) come on that's a given.

[thisalienartist]

roudise week - day 7: holidays

i can't believe it's over already, but thank you all for your love on my stuff this week! and a huge thank you to the organizers for putting on this event! for today i have louise celebrating hanukkah with rudy <3 @roudiseshipweek

[ID: a digital drawing of rudy stieblitz and louise belcher from bob's burgers in a semi-realistic style. rudy is a white boy with short red hair in a blue t-shirt and red shorts. louise is a white girl with dark hair in pigtails and freckles in a green dress, a pink hat with bunny ears, and purple tights with runs in them. she's wearing a colorful friendship bracelet and she has a band-aid on her elbow. they're sitting on the floor, leaning against a wooden cabinet. louise is eating from a bowl of stew with a fork. there's a latke on the edge of her bowl. rudy is looking down at louise's bowl. he has a bowl of stew in his lap and is holding a torn piece of challah. they're both smiling softly. on the floor next to louise is a dreidel and several gold coins. on the cabinet, in the background, is a gold menorah with blue candles. all nine candles are lit. there's also a plate of doughnuts on the cabinet. /END ID]

[jojen-hewitt]

💖💙Happy Holidays!! 🎄✨

[the-broken-pen]

“Please,” she whispered. The villain paused.

A slow grin spread a cross their face.

“Begging so soon? Not very heroic.”

She laughed, and it hurt.

“Not heroic, no.”

The villain’s eyes narrowed, head tipping to the side as they regarded her.

Her eyes darted to the door, fear beginning to churn in her gut. Their face cleared as they followed her gaze, understanding writing itself on their skin.

“You’re afraid,” they observed. The villain stepped forward to where she knelt, knees digging into the ground. Their cool fingers wrapped around her chin and tipped her head up. “But not of me.”

She stilled, swallowing.

“I don’t know what you mean.”

The villain tutted, smile vicious and victorious and soft.

“Don’t lie to a liar.”

She closed her mouth.

The villain traced soothing circles along her jaw with their thumb. “You’re afraid your friends will get here in time,” they said softly. The hero made to jerk away, and the villain’s nails dug into her skin, eyes flashing in warning. “You’re afraid they’ll make it here in time to save you.”

Bitterly, tears rose in her eyes.

“Please,” her voice broke. The villain was silent.

They sighed.

“Up you get,” they tugged her up, wrapping an arm around her waist when she wobbled on numb knees. She closed her eyes.

She expected pain, the sharpness of finality, the crisp bite of death—but it wasn’t there.

When she opened her eyes, the villain was watching her.

Her gut sank.

“You aren’t going to kill me.”

The villain shrugged a shoulder.

“Oh, of course not. You want to die. What could be more torturous for you than leaving you alive?”

This time, the panic that curled in her gut was for the villain.

“Let me go then,” she said. The villain’s grip was stone on her waist.

“Mmm, I don’t think so. I won’t kill you,” they reminded. They tugged her against them so swiftly she didn’t feel it happen. Their lips pressed against her ear.

“No, love. I’m going to turn you into another me.”

She could feel their grin against her ear.

They vanished, taking her with them, before her friends could get there.

Six months later, she picked her friends off. One. By. One.

And the city burned.

[tetsunabouquet]

ITS OFFICIAL! ITS PAST MIDNIGHT! I AM 26!

[lgbtqlegends]

it is officially midnight here where i am, so i just want to pop on and say merry christmas to all those who celebrate, a happy holidays in general, and also happy birthday sara lance who is still one of my absolute all-time favorite comfort characters <333

[thevoiceofdesertbluffs]

I come offering gifts (art) on this Christmas Eve....

[jamisonwritestf2trash]

Happy Solstice/Merry Yuletide/Happy Yule!

[snfbabydrop]

it is Christmas Eve and all i can think about is... her (georgebur hallmark christmas movie wip)

[diwns]

ik for a fact the moment i bought the ps5 that it'd be my dead sims era

[valoale]

MERRY CRISIS TREE

Thank you precious @daddiesdrarryy for tagging me this made me very happy 🥹

Sending love to all my mutuals and followers and hope y’all are having a peaceful time and I want to thank you all for this year and making my day to day life so much better and keeping me entertained during my worst patches 🫶🏻

@xx-thedarklord-xx @sarxzu @mairzy-doats @heavy-metal-dick @littlewinnow @lqtraintracks @obliviateobsession @okay-sky @ashercries23 @l0vegl0wsinthedark

Forgive me for I’ve sinned and I’ve just woken up and I’m trying my best to wire up my brain and remember y’all’s urls but my brain still be scrambled real bad so if I forgot to tag you I didn’t do it on purpose I swear

[lillyosaurus]

IS THIS THE FIRST TIME THAT YOU’VE EVER SEEN

AURORA BOREALIS

CRUSH MANKIND?

[welcometogrouchland]

Trick or treat 👁️👁️

I eated it :(

[ID in alt]

[harudnae]

Well, well. December holidays are upon us, and whether you celebrate something or not at all, I figured I could dig up this short story as a gift 😁

The idea is from my sis who wanted to put Smoker in a Santa Claus costume 😏

This story is pretty old and I'm not so satisfied with it, so I updated it a little before sharing it here (the original version remains on AO3 since it's been translated and I don't want to impact the translator's work).

Originally posted on AO3 on 2016.12.25

Rating: Teen

Pairing: Smoker x Tashigi

Summary: Smoker and Tashigi spend Christmas together at home. Smoker hates end-of-the-year celebrations and Tashigi tries to force him into a Santa Claus costume...

Content warnings : Modern AU, no religious content, suggestive ending.

Word count: 710

🎄 Candy cane 🎄

Smoker has never been a big fan of Christmas, or any end-of the-year celebration for what it's worth. To him it's just an excuse to spend money and be stuck with annoying relatives while eating unreasonable amounts of food, and for what ? This year he's glad he convinced his girlfriend to stay at home, just the two of them, and do something simple for once.

Though simple might be an understatement. Tashigi insisted on decorating a Christmas tree and setting up seasonal decorations all over the house, and cooking enough stuff that they will probably get leftovers for the next two days. That was enough already, but the clothes, really ? She said they would have to wear seasonal attire, and memories of ugly sweaters with knitted reindeers and Santas came to his mind. He trusts her sense of fashion but still, Christmas clothing, for fuck’s sake.

Which is why, on December 24th, when the fire burns steadily in the chimney, most of the dinner has been prepared and Tashigi goes to the bathroom to get a shower and make herself « more presentable » – like she really needs anything special to achieve that – Smoker really doesn't want to open the bag containing his own attire for the night, that his girlfriend purposely left on their shared bed. Still, curiosity gets the better out of him and he peeks inside said bag.

Seriously ? A Santa costume ? No bloody way he puts this on. He stares at the red fabric like it has personally insulted him, and really wonders what Tashigi had in mind when she chose this. Did she really expect him to comply with her wardrobe choice ? Or is it a way to rile him up in a not-so-subtle way ? Either way he's fuming, and decided not to change into this mockery of a suit.

Sitting at the edge of the bed, he's waiting for her to finish in the bathroom – shouldn't take too long, the water isn't running anymore – and have a little talk with her about this masquerade. When she opens the door, though, Smoker finds himself at a loss for words.

Tashigi’s hair is loosely tied behind her head and adorned with two red flowers. She wears a tight red dress hugging her curves in all the right places, white fur holding the soft fabric around her shoulders, the petal-shaped cut of the dress caressing her thighs while black boots embrace her pale legs. She's stunning, and all of a sudden Christmas doesn't sound that awful. She coyly smiles at him and offers, "All yours."

Good thing she's motioning to the bathroom, or Smoker may have thought of another offer entirely. He grunts, swallows his anger about the Santa Claus costume, which he grabs before making his way to the bathroom. As he closes the door behind him, he wonders how not to be ridiculous in this red suit. He undresses, gets into the shower, and once warm water runs on his skin, he finally knows how to manage the whole ordeal. Good thing he isn't freshly shaven.

Tashigi takes dinner out of the oven. She always loved the spirit of Christmas, but this year it's a bit different since it's going to be a romantic night instead of a family reunion. Not that she minds, she's fine either way as long as she's with people she loves. She might have pushed her luck a bit when offering to wear Christmas clothes, and was at least expecting to hear her lover complaining about it, but nothing came yet, and he should be done in the bathroom if the door opening she just heard is any indication. She hears footsteps down the stairs but Smoker doesn’t join her, so she walks to the living room and finds him by the fireplace, elbows resting on the back of the couch where he’s sitting.

And he actually wears the costume... Well, at least part of it. The red pants are tugged in his usual black boots, but he kept the jacket open and – of course – neglected to wear a shirt underneath it. The slight gruff on his cheeks makes him look like a bad boy version of Santa Claus and she catches her breath when he smirks and asks in a low gravelly voice, "So, wanna get your candy cane ?"

For reference, I stole Tashigi's dress from One Piece Treasure Cruise 😋