#Christmas celebration

[peacefulandcozy]

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[thewritersaddictions]

Day One: Soldier Boy + Baby It's Cold Outside

It's late december when Ben comes back from yet another search for a Vought member. He's not really a fan of christmas having never really gotten the things he wanted during his childhood.

The first time Ben hears the song it's during his time away at war. Ben is just thirty, and he loves music. Warming his heart in a way that not much else can. He hums to himself during his time away at war, and as his mother used to. It keeps him clam, and striaght with his thoughts.

It's when Vought takes Ben to be their test subject and their propaganda device, does the song come back to him. Years had passed, Vought wanted, and tried like hell to make the face of thier company sell.

What was worth selling? Sex has alway sold, and by the standards of the world then and now Ben is a deliciously sexy man. Now mix that together with money and you've pretty much got yourself anything you can dream of.

It forces Ben, or what Vought called him "Soldier Boy" to become apart of a few things. Movie titles, pinup posters, and songs. During the sevetnies, and eighties when the tech get's better the songs he laid down on records turned into shitty music videos.

During christmas time one of the years before he was caught by the russians. He does yet another albums filled with winter songs. Speicallifly the song he had used to keep himself level headed during the war, down in the trenches dirt and blood splattering his face.

Shaking the thought he does what he's told, and sings the song. That damn song that has been stuck to him like glue for the past twenty years at least. Ben does a few good things before getting caught by the Russians like buying the song on record his version and the orginal stuffing them away with other importnat documents, and things from his childhood.

Ben can see the stupid LED christmas lights from the apartments window as he walks up his duffel over his shoulder. With that he jams the brass key into the lock twisting and turning the knob before the door gives and he's let in. The lights are dimly light, and the sound of the tv plays in the background.

"I'm home." He says loudly so you can hear over the tv. He can the scampering of your feet on the hardwood, as he drops the duffel kicks the door shut with his boots, and sits down to unlace his boots.

Theres that beautiful smile he wishes he could see everyday whenever he's away. "Hey beautiful." He says with a contentment that you can hear in his voice. You smile sweetly down at him, and when ben gets up from his kneeled postion you smother him kisses.

You taste of choclate and mint, "What have you been up to while I've been gone?" He asks even though he really doesn't have to. The apartment is decorated ceiling to floor in christmas decorations. Ben feels as if he just walked into a christmas store, or maybe a hallmark.

"Well," You start with a smile written all over your face, "I've been trying to get into the sprit of christmas, and  I pulled some of your old records out looking for something a least a little bit chirstmassy." The words "your records."

"You weren't through my things?" Ben doesn't mean for the words to come out so harsh, but they do. Ben is and has always been protective of what he has and that includes you, but he wishes you could have waited till he was home and you had asked him instead.

The smile on your face starts to fall you open your mouth open to apoliges, but nothing comes out. You drop your hand from his, and get quiet moving over to the couch. "I'm sorry Ben." The tv is still playing but the sound is lower.

Ben can feel the tension in the air. Thick and it annoys him. He forgets just how sensitive you can be not used to being home just yet. Ben needs a drink before he can deal with that mess he's created.

He leaves you in the living for now, to mutter in your feelings while he finds in the kitchen a jug of eggnog. An old recipe card sits out, he internally groans. 'Fuck you for being so damn sweet to him.' and 'Fuck him for having such a sweet spot for you.' He pour himself a glass and it hits him with a tingle down his thoart. His eyes scan over the recipe card, In cursive, "Just a dash or two cups of whiskey."

He can't hear you, but cna hear the tv. He rolls his eyes has he pour himself anther cup, and you one as well. When he comes out of the kitchen you are right where he left you. Setting your cup on the side tablebut not before you move a coastar underneath it. He set his cup down on the other coastar. The silence isn't uncomfortable for Ben, but he can feel you messin' with your fingers and nails. He starts to scan what you took out. His records, and one catches his eye.

He slides his fingers over the old package, and pulls the record from the safety of it's home. The record is safe from marks, or scratches and so Ben slips it onto the record player. Grabbing the remote, turning the tv off.

"Listen baby," You don't look at him, "Honey, look at me." Your eyes are glazed with hurt, but you look at him anyways. He has to stifle his laugh at how adorable you look right now for him.

"I'm sorry for being short with you, you know it takes me a few hours to get back and used to being home with you love. Now get up here and let me fix it." Ben says, reaching out his hand palm up so your much smaller hand can fit right in it. You chew your bottom lip for a moment like your thinking of denying him, but as much as Ben's missed you you've missed him tenfold.

You grab his hand and Ben pulls you up effortlessly. He smiles for the first time since he arrived home, and your shoulders fall with contentment. Ben only lets go of your hand for a few seconds just enough to let the needle fall on the record and his hands to slip back into yours. One hand holding onto your hand and the other your waist. The two of you sway as the music crackles and then starts to play.

You rest your head against his large chest, and breathe him in. The first few tracks are not the song Ben's looking for, but he waits patiently. He likes being able to hold you like this, there's no rhythm or reason to your swaying.

That is until the song Ben had been waiting for hit his ears. The songs start slow, and then your movements become more fluid. Your socks glide on the carpet, and even if you accidentally step on Ben's feet he is still okay with having you in his arms. By the chorus of the song Ben's humming in your ear with his hand holding you with a warm grip 'round our waist.

"You'll sing it for me?" You ask with your cheek pressed into his chest. Ben's humming stops and for a moment so does the little swaying the two of you have gotten into. Ben thinks for a moment, "Maybe sweetheart. Maybe." But he can already feel you getting excited at the thought of him singing, "But for now can you take the hummin' and the swayin'?" He asks, putting a stray piece of hair behind your ear. Nodding, you place your head back on his chest, swaying, and humming resumes.

Completed on: 10/06/23

Posted on: 12/01/23

The Anti-Hero-

The Boys Master List // The Anti-Hero Master List // Christmas Stoires Master List

[shelovesplants]

Mimosas and tropical cherry weed 🍒 💨

[rrcenic]

merry christmas.

there is still an active genocide happening in palestine.

today, when you open gifts or eat with family or go on vacations, do not stop thinking about the people of palestine. do not stop posting or interacting. do not stop talking.

give a donation. have a deep talk with your grandfather. sign a petition. educate your nieces and nephews and niblings.

do not stop talking about palestine on the biggest american holiday. because that’s what they want us to do.

merry christmas.

[habatour20]

Christmas Angel Guard - Necklace

[peeptheaesthetic]

Happy Christmas y'all! I wanna start making more holiday moodboards.

[yourfavepookiebear]

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE 🥳‼️

[andallshallbewell]

[liliallowed]

Christmas pats for all your AU babies(Crimah kiss for Bug Crimson 😳 maybe sorta quite possibly 😅)

I can see all your AUs having a Christmas AU type thing but it gets ruined for two reasons:

All the Dusts being angsty

And Crimson(plus their varients) causing shit

I feel like all the "normal" people from each AU would sit in the corner, watching the chaos that breaks out while talking to one another

I can see Y/N just having poor lifeless Frisk in the corner, giving them food and drink, next thing they know half of the party is in the corner with them

a kiss you say?

late reply but I did it! merry Christmas!

chaos insues

[mitsuki91]

True italian christmas celebration is still drinking wine at 17.00.

(... And we just open spumante for toast, help 😂)

[peacefulandcozy]

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[thewritersaddictions]

Day Three: Karl Heisenberg + Violent Night

The movie you want to watch is rather fitting for your partner. You drag Karl to the makeshift living space. The TV is old, but that doesn't mean that Karl hasn't tried to update it.

'Just because everyone else wants to be stuck in the past doesn't mean I wanna be.' Karl had muttered as he tinkered with the metal box.

"Are you sure it comes out tonight? I've got a lot of work to get to Buttercup." Kalr asks; you roll your eyes. You're pretty sure of it. "It played on the radio a few days ago that it would be out before Christmas." You answer Karl. "And all of this is necessary?" He asks, waving his hand around to the decorations filling the room with light and life.

You roll your eyes and shake your head. "Of course, it's all "necessary" Karl." You say, making air quotes out of your fingers. Karl sighs. "Fine, but the popcorn is all mine," Kalr says, taking the large bowl from the table and placing it in his lap. Large hand dipping into the bowl, grabbing kernels of popped corn.

The static on the TV screens blurs out, and the movie starts quickly. You curl into Karl's side, his eminence heat. Seaping from his skin through clothes to wrap itself around me like a heat blanket.

The mountains behind the factory keep the cold wrapped around us, though Karl says that keeps the super-sized bitch and her kids away. Regardless, Karl seems to be genuinely calm and even relaxed in the movie that plays on the screen. Your original plan had been to watch the movie alongside your boyfriend, but the longer you sit there with him. The longer your eyes drift over to Karl's face.

Gray hair litter his beard and mustache. A sharp nose that you want to reach out and boop half the time. His hair is pulled back into a messy bun, making his face more evident. His sunglasses were tossed off to the side table along with his worn-out hat.

Gloves sitting on top of them. It makes you jolt when Karl laughs at a line or two in the movie. Karl's right arm is wrapped around your shoulder, as he always does, keeping you tucked to his side.

Moments later, the light flickers as Karl burns the end of one of his cigars. The smoke filters into the air, making you feel at home. Karl smokes his cigar and laughs at a few lines for the rest of the movie.

Karl looks over at you, "What's wrong, buttercup?" He asks, his voice thick and smooth. "Nothin'." You mutter softly before returning your attention to the movie for which you have no idea what's happening. "Are you sure? Cause staring is rude, you know." Karl grunts out, with a chuckle rattling the both of you. You roll your eyes, but your cheeks burn with the embarrassment of being caught.

By the movie's end, you've seen not enough to even understand what's happened. On the other hand, Karl is impressed by the film; he's always been a Western guy. Loving the gun-slinging cowboy. The violence usually follows them around on their horses' backs, but you can guess the violence in this movie is enough for Karl to enjoy it.

"Good pick, love," Karl mutters, stubbing his cigar into the ashtray. You wish you could stay like this forever, in the warmth of your boyfriend, in a fantasy world that doesn't exist outside the factory's walls. "I'm glad you liked it." You say as you try to snuggle further into Karl's side. "We should do this more often." He comments, letting you practically climb into his lap.

Completed on: 10/18/23

Posted on: 12/03/23

House Heisenberg-

Resident Evil Master List // House Heisenberg Master List // Christmas Stories Master List

[digitaltechside]

Unveiling The Diversity Of Christmas Celebrations In The USA

Christmas celebrations are a Christian holiday that commemorates the birth of Jesus Christ on December 25th. Like most people around the world, Americans have their own unique Christmas celebration customs and traditions, and they’ve evolved a lot over the years.

Today, most Americans mix religious and non-religious traditions with their family customs, often including food, decorations, and rituals from places where they or their family used to live. Turkey and ham are the go-to dishes for Christmas dinner all over the US, but if you’re from a certain area, you might also want to try some tamales, a roast goose, a red cabbage dinner, a crawfish dinner, a roast pork dinner, or a seafood salad with “seven fishes” on it.

In Southwest, on Christmas Eve, you can see luminarias—lanterns made out of brown paper bags filled with sand and lit by a candle. Lots of Mexican Americans are celebrating Las Posadas. It’s a procession that celebrates Mary and Joseph’s journey to find a place to sleep in Bethlehem.

Swedes celebrate St. Lucia, and there’s even a parranda in Puerto Rico where people go from house to house singing traditional songs and waking up their neighbors with their music.

Development Of The American Christmas

The Puritans in New England didn’t like noisy Christmas celebrations. The Massachusetts colonists briefly outlawed Christmas in 1659, but it was still celebrated in many parts of New England, Pennsylvania, and elsewhere in British North America. People dressed up as Santa Claus and went door-to-door, selling food and drinks. Christmas was still a workday in most of these areas.

Christmas has come a long way since the 19th century, when people started buying presents for babies and toddlers. This practice of “Christmas shopping” started to become more and more important financially.

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[ltwilliammowett]

Christmas celebrations aboard a warship and a merchant vessel

As we are fast approaching Christmas, I thought I would take a look at how it was practised at sea. Surprisingly, Christmas was usually celebrated to some extent in the 17th and 18th centuries, even though there were many different nations on the ships. One could not, of course, expect a Christmas tree or gifts that were then exchanged among themselves in the Royal Navy. Rather, the morning was spent wishing each other a Merry Christmas, and if time and the situation allowed (during a battle or a hunt this was not possible), a prayer was said after breakfast. After that, everyday life continued, and only at dinner, if the captain was in a good mood, could there be some extra rum or grog or wine, or a special dinner, which usually included meat. The captain usually had dinner with his officers.

On a merchant ship, things were a little different. There, too, after breakfast, a prayer was said and the daily routine was first carried out. But in the evening there was a communal dinner, with everyone. Wine, grog, rum or Christmas punch was drunk and small gifts were exchanged.

If one was in a port at Christmas, some could celebrate ashore with a little luck. Many then spent it in an inn or a brothel, whereby the brothel was preferred, because a little female company was more fulfilling than sitting alone in an inn.

[kammieceleek]

"In the light of his cousin Luz's engagement, Hunter has a momentary lapse of judgement and lies to his mother about having a girlfriend.

His longtime crush, Willow, graciously agrees to play the role of Hunter's "girlfriend".

Now Hunter and Willow have to navigate extended family Christmas celebrations with the Clawthorne-Whispers clan and everything that entails: pushy and judgmental relatives, jealous siblings, Hooty the dog, and keeping their fake relationship from being exposed by nosy (and genre-savvy) cousins.

It'll take a miracle to get through the week."

The Huntlow fake dating AU being relinked in honor of the holidays! A collaboration with @blunder-storm

[reidsaurora]

Yes! You read that right! It's that time again where I wait until the last possible minute to do a celebration!

Before we get started, I wanna thank you all for making this Christmas season (and this year in general) so amazing. You guys always know how to make me feel loved and appreciated and I am so thankful for it! I love you all so so so much! 🫶🏻

So, Emmy, what exactly is this "Christmas Special" all about?

Well, I'm glad you asked!

There will be different categories for you all to choose from, but essentially it's just a fun lil "request anything" kind of thing!

I have decided to extend this an extra week, so it will now be ending on January 14th if anyone has any requests they'd like to leave!

THE CATEGORIES:

Candy Cane Kisses - fluff requests

Want something cute and fluffy and full of love? Just ask for "Candy Cane Kisses"!!!

If you need any ideas, check these prompts by @sapphire-strikes for some inspiration!

I'll Have a Blue Christmas - angst requests

Need to cry and let it all out? In the mood for something heartbreaking? Then "I'll Have a Blue Christmas" is for you.

Need inspiration? Check out these prompts from @youneedsomeprompts!

Sleigh Ride Together With You - smut requests

Feeling spicy? In the mood for something that'll put you in the mood? Then "Sleigh Ride Together With You" is the way to go!

Wanna request one of these but don't know where to start? Then be sure to check out these prompts by @vv-writing-prompts to help you get started!

All I Want For Christmas - headcanon requests

Just wanting to read something simple and quick but still lots of fun? Then you should ask for "All I Want For Christmas"!!

Not sure what AU you wanna hear about? Then you should check out this list of AUs by @alternateuniverseotp for inspiration!

Is there anything else we should know about before we get started?

All "Criminal Minds" requests should be directed to my inbox here on this account! The characters I will write for include (but are not limited to): Spencer Reid, Derek Morgan, Aaron Hotchner, and Luke Alvez.

All "Stranger Things" requests should be directed to my inbox over on my Stranger Things blog, @honeysuckleharringtons. The characters I will write for include (but are not limited to): Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove, Jonathan Byers, and Argyle.

All NSFW requests (regardless of fandom) should be directed to my inbox over on my NSFW blog, @hornyhornyhimbos. The characters I will write for will be all the characters I have listed above. Please be sure to check my pinned post before sending your request, as there are some kinks I will not write about.

And so, happy Christmas! I cannot wait for all you guys' requests!

I hope y'all have a very merry Christmas, a happy Hanukkah, or whatever you may celebrate! I love you all so so much!

Tagging a few mutuals who I know won't mind the tag! No pressure to reblog or join in!!

@dungeons-are-too-cold @reidsbookclub @rupsmorge @sadgirlml @will-on-the-internet @writingquillsandpainpills @gay-prentiss @ssahotchnerr @lukeclvez @samuel-de-champagne-problems @gold-onthe-inside @reidselle @writer-in-theory @lcvingprentjss