#I literally only celebrate Thanksgiving for the food

[variouslengthsofwire]

I realize my answers to this make no sense.

I answered that I don’t celebrate Xmas, but I do gather with friends and have a feast, and even exchange gifts bc it’s the only day we all have off. It doesn’t feel like I’m celebrating Christmas™️ though. No tree or Xmas decorations, no carols, we wear sweatpants or whatever comfy pajamas (often with Chanukkah imagery bc those are the warmest my spouse and I have), etc. no Xmas colors or clothes. Idk, it’s just not celebrating Xmas to me. I also chose to work on Xmas eve (the actual night) this year.

I said I sometimes celebrate St. Patrick’s day bc I always wear green, this year I was on vacation and had a free green drink, and like 10 years ago I went to a party. My sister used to pinch me right when I got up in the morning when I was a kid bc my pajamas didn’t have green, so now I even wear pajamas with green the night before even though no one will pinch me. But it’s a rule that got instilled, this is the day you must wear green! The entire day!

I said I celebrate 4th of July, but I just go on my roof and watch the fireworks in my neighborhood. I wear earplugs, but I also put on a playlist of Souza songs for my mom who comes over, and I can hear them bc I have crazy good hearing. We can’t actually bbq, but I try to make (vegetarian) hot dogs or burgers on the stove and have other summer foods. I used to do more.

I often cannot tell you when it’s actually Easter. But if I do know, I’ll try to get clearance candy the next day.

Thanksgiving and Halloween I consider to be secular. My family has always done them both. New Years is also mostly going up on the roof, but I might have an alcoholic drink and I’ll deliberately stay up until midnight.

V-day, depends on time and energy. I got really into it one year with a now-ex. Made plans, tried to be all romantic, dressed cute, made heart-shaped food. But then the feelings didn’t happen bc stupid depression. It was a major letdown.

Like does celebrate mean acknowledge? Do literally anything? Is it a feeling? I voted based on feelings more than anything else.

(this is not any kind of judgment, rather curiosity)

[celestial-sadgirl]

Happy Canadian Thanksgiving!

I just cried from how good my food was. And yes I made most of it myself 😌.

[onedollopofsourcream]

NOTHING, NO help for days literally not a cent. PLEASE IGNORE the amount of notes as we still need help. I grew up in poverty. Holidays were empty and just reminders of how cruel and unfair life was, we didn't celebrate thanksgiving we were never welcome we'd eat $1 meals and I'd go to bed crying cause i was hungry and depressed cause it didn't look like th thanksgiving we saw on tv

Well we're officially fucked to a whole new level today not only do we need enough food for the week Liu has off, forget thanksgiving we never have no fancy food for it, not in years. Sad but well probably just have ramen if lucky as a kid thanksgivings were hell on earth so I guess the kids feel the same but now we have it even worse as

My mom needs her meds which she takes for her lupus and her overactive thyroid and her narcolepsy. Without them she gets real bad and sick and cannot function she's needed them for 3 days she didn't want to tell me as she knows how stressed I am and she's so upset about how she can't provide for everyone what with her abuser constantly needling her.

Please keep d*nating especially for the kids wh should be spared all the humiliation, the shame of having been born, the guilt of having been born and being the catalyst of poverty. Please spare them, let them never worry over money and food.

[vvynia]

abby and your family’s thanksgiving

pairing: a. anderson x black southern belle!reader

genre: fluff w/ brief mention of smut (mdni)

word count: its headcanons so its short but idk the specific number sowwwy

warnings: not beta read, brief mentions of homophobia but only bc reader’s family isn’t like that, mention of family drama, pregnancy mention, brief moment where religion is talked about (saying grace/prayer)

synopsis: this is literally just headcanons of what would happen if our beloved abby anderson attended your family’s thanksgiving/reunion if you don’t celebrate. very much black reader-centric, but anyone’s welcome to read it esp if you’re from the south cause this is also heavily southern reader coded.

bringing abby anderson to your black (southern) family’s thanksgiving would be a sight to behold.

and imagine its everyone’s FIRST time meeting her too. assuming everyone is super cool and unhateful, i just know she’d have all the aunties’ attention. they see her height, her build and turn to you talkin about, “now, where’d you find her?”

abby would 100% be in ya grandmama’s backyard huddled around the grill with the uncles and dads. she’s got a lil beer in hand (she probably doesn’t even like beer but she likes fitting in and it isn’t all bad when the bonding is genuine) one of em goes “mhm that turkey bout done smokin” and abby is taking mental notes cause one day, she’s gonna smoke a turkey for you two’s family, in your backyard, and your grandkids are gonna be running around

the kids are OBSESSED with her. they climb her like she’s a jungle gym, ask her to throw them in the air, ask her all types of questions. “ABIGAIL! come play with us!” and she does, but the whole time she’s wondering how they discovered what her full name is cause she sure ain’t tell em lool

sometime after, she gets together in the livingroom with you and your cousins, then that one uncle or aunt comes in, says a few words, then leaves with a plate. the gossip commences lol and she’s so in tune to what ya’ll are talking about. she thought her family could dog somebody out?

all that pales in comparison to yall’s words. these sly (and sometimes even blatant) insults are unhinged, the storyline is juicy. she feels like she’s listening to an audiobook of lore. and whenever she asks a question for clarification, someone is always ready to start from the beginning with “see, what had happened was” and “to make a long story short” (the story was not made short)

then it actually comes time to eat, time for her to have her taste buds born anew

your family has whipped up some southern classics: sweet potato pie, pig feet, neck bones and collard greens, cabbage, pound cake, and every other dish you can think of.

you were in charge of the sweet tea, but this year you made a peach batch cause you know abby likes peaches 🥰

ya’ll say grace cause lets be real, if this is the south, somebody baptist and its probably the family matriarch lol

abby is respectful about it whether she believes in god or not cause your family has treated her with the most open of arms and she can feel the love and hospitality all around (if god is real, she thinks, he would’ve wanted everyone who believes in him to be like my sweet girl’s family)

when ya’ll are done and everyone has plated their food, they’re all silently waiting for the white girl’s reaction. they’re trying to play it off, be casual, not stare LOL but they know what’s coming i must admit

and abby doesn’t disappoint cause as you’re sitting next to her, soon as she puts some of them collard greens in her mouth and a couple candied yams and your grandaddy’s secret cast iron skillet macaroni recipe in her mouth, the satisfaction is written all over her face

everyone starts laughing when one of the kids say, “damn, girl, is it good?” to which they’re scolded lol but ofc abby nods like she’s trying to shake the hair follicles out her head

after everyone has ate and said what they’re thankful for (she says she’s thankful for you ofc but she leaves out how thankful she is for getting to strap you down at least twice a week), you two go sit on the porch alone.

you’re leaned against her in a two-seater rocking chair, bellies impossibly full, enjoying the gentle breeze and setting sun and the scent of food that is still wafting from the house

one of your cousin’s kids runs up from the backyard, comes up to you asking for help with opening a new toy, so you help

abby sees how cool you are, how in your element you are with your family, and this moment truly solidifies how much she wants this with you too. ya’ll have had the kids conversation before, so she knows you want at least one

she can’t help but think how gorgeous you’d look bein her housewife, barefoot and pregnant and divine and ethereal, starting a family, never having to worry for a thing bc she’s gonna take care of you

and she knows, when she needs it, you’ll take care of her too

I LOVE LOVE

[pumpkinsy0]

since its thanksgiving, im just gonna offer the headcanon idea i know we're all thinking about today: hcs for extended family visiting the curtis' house for the first time and they're very passive aggressive doing that nice but mean southern thing and Pony (having moved to NY in my mind and being the progressive king that he is 💗) is tweaking out a little but is trying to keep his composure so his brothers (and the part of the gang that's celebrating with them) can get to know the family without interruption and be able to somehow be closer to their parents in a way?? Idk but that's my kings logic, but then... they say smth about Curly or him and curly and/or the gang being there and Pony goes OFF. Like no one has ever seen him get so mad and get so VERBAL about it 😭 I feel like once the extended family leaves everyone is like THANK GOD and Pony was so confused because he thought they were chilling but in REALITY they were just as mad as him but bit their tongues because they wanted PONY to be able to feel more connected to their parents through their extended family ANDD perhaps the reason some of the extended family said smth about curly is because OUR KING was telling them off privately or smth! Is this ask too long and detailed to be considered a hc request? (Also if it wasn't clear, adult papercut because I loooove them)

i love thanksgiving beef man, sometimes its funny asf😭😭

but omg u r so real for having pony move to nyc cause i was always thinking the same lowkey,,,,yes its self projection to have him live there but i have other reasons guys i swear i do!!!!

BUT YEA!! hcs woo!!!!!

•ive always believed that mr and mrs curtis kinda ran away FROM their families and went no contact around the time mrs curtis was pregnant w darry, darrys always been aware of it but it never bothered him much!! but he knows soda and ponys always had some sort of curiosity about em, thing is their parents never told them y they went no contact, so when that side if the family reached out they were like “what the hell, sure”

•and for extra drama lets say this side of the family r socs, i like drama what can i say, BUT POINT IS, none of em rlly know shit about the other, but the gang SWEARS to b on their best behavior for the sanity of each other

•skipping to them actually BEING there, i will tell u that while tensions were TOTALLY there, there was a sliver of hope. they were friendly at first (mostly to the curtis bros) and kinda dismissive of the gang asking if they were gonna day the WHOLE day, but they werent “outright disrespectful” so they sucked it up

•yes btw, that was a red flag for like EVERYONE, but like u said, theyre all going through this bs for the sake of everyone else, if one person loses it, they all will

•this isnt to say that the gang is 100% biting their tongues tho!!! they arent taking it from anyone, they just dont do as much as they normally would, they share looks and annoyed sighs too, that whole friendly thing from early is just deteriorating

•ANYWAYS that family is talking shit about everything, its literally EVERYTHING, their house, their clothes, the food, they knitpick EVERYTHING, the only person theyre showing any semblance of respect towards is pony!!! they r absolutely taking shots at darry and soda, calling them irresponsible to raise pony the way they did, and then they say “bless ur hearts”???? oh yea everyone is SICCCKKKK of them😭😭

•nobody rlly has a problem w them hyping up pony, they will take all the shots if that just means pony is respected , thats their little brother right there!!!! so when the family is just questioning pony about living in nyc and his life there, theyre genuinely interested, but ponys not warming up to em, he can feel them pity him a little bit and he hatessss pity

•especially bc their pity is coming from their judgement of his family!!! they feel bad for him for being raised in such a “poor enviorment”

•BUT BACK TO CURLY!!! when they hear about curly being ponys roommate, u already knowwww they got something to say about him, pony didnt even mention them being together, they just had that vibe about pony (LMAOOOO), and turns out talking about curly was just ponys tipping point cause now u ESPECIALLY know nothing about that part of his life!! shut up!!!

•pony blowing up at them would b such a quick thing, he doesnt stay there and argue, he says what he has to say (which idk what he says exactly but ik it was insane, pony has such a way w words) and just walks out to get fresh air

•when he finally calms down and gets himself together tho, iiii dont think hes going back home immediately, he feels so bad for ruining the dinner and doesnt have the strength to go back inside in fear of everyone looking at him and seeing darry and soda all sulky

•eventually after walking for a solid 30 mins he got rlly cole and decided to go back inside and he just sucked it up and went back inside, however!!!! he noticed the family left and his heart dropped but when he walked in he noticed that everyone else was still eating and talking!!happier even!!! yahoo!!!!!

•pony tried apologizing and all the gang said was “who cares, they sucked”, darry DID scold pony telling him not to do that again but pony could tell darrys heart wasnt in it, hes so glad they left😭😭

•pony never told curly about this btw, he finds out about this months later bc of two and curly neverrrr lets pony forget about it and hypes him up

[icycoldninja]

1st Class SOLDIER boys spending Thanksgiving with their S/O

A/N: HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!!! This year, the SOLDIER boys decide to spend Thanksgiving with their beloved Y/N; I wonder how it'll go...?

♡Sephiroth♡

-Shows up to your house bearing a large bottle of pumpkin pie flavored wine (Yes, that exists) and a jar of Cool Whip, thinking that's a suitable dessert.

-Due to having grown up in a lab, the man has no idea what you're supposed to eat for Thanksgiving. He thinks it's just a day where your entire family gets together and eats for no reason.

-This man cannot cook a turkey for the life of him. Don't even let him try, he'll find a way to burn the turkey and make the baking dish explode in the oven, regardless of what it was made of.

-Drinks the cranberry sauce, not understanding it's for the turkey, and tries to mash potatoes with the hilt of Masamune.

-Fortunately, this man is not entirely hopless; he's tall enough to hang all the decorations without a stepladder, so there's that.

-When the Thanksgiving dinner is finally ready, he'll find that he actually enjoys eating turkey, especially the crispy turkey skin, and soon becomes addicted to sweet potato casserole. Potatoes with marshmallows!? He had no idea such a combination could exist and taste this good!

-He had a great time at your place; it was a welcome change of pace, being around all your family members at once, experiencing the familial love he never had.

-He ended up eating way too much, just so he could continue hanging around you guys, and had to literally waddle out the door because of how stuffed he was. 🌝

♡Genesis♡

-Unlike Sephi dearest, Genesis actually knows what Thanksgiving is and how to celebrate properly. His cooking skills are pretty basic, so he ends up gifting you an apple pie cobbled together from store-bought dough and canned filling.

-Very talkative; gets along quite well with all your family members and gets on all their good sides by talking about memories with you.

-His favorite foods are mashed potatoes and gravy. He just cannot get over how creamy they are and how delightfully savory the gravy tastes.

-As mentioned earlier, his cooking skills are basic, so he can help out in the kitchen, but only to a certain extent. He can help mash potatoes, mix sauces, keep an eye on the turkey, etc., basically, he does the stuff an eager 10-year-old does.

-Unfortunately, with Genesis, not everything has a happy ending. Just when you think the night is progressing properly with everyone socializing jovially and having fun, Genesis decides to cause some drama over something as small and insignificant as a housefly that had the misfortune of buzzing over his head.

-The minute he caught sight of that fly, his mind snapped into Total Bitch Mode. He rises from the table with fury, knocking his drink over and sending silverware flying everywhere, shocking you and your entire family.

-He will scream like a banshee, then send a massive fireball hurtling past all your heads and crashing into the wall where that poor little fly once rested. Everyone is in shock as they try to comprehend what the actual fuck just happened.

-Despite this inconvenience, and the fact that there's now a smoldering hole in your wall, everything was quite fine. Genesis had a good time and so did everyone else.

♡Angeal♡

-Angeal is a man of dreams an honor. He knows how to cook. In fact, he knows so much, he takes over as head chef and magically turns into a dad overnight.

-According to him, it is now his solemn duty to cook the turkey, heat up the stuffing, and prep the dessert all at once, by himself. He adamantly rejects all assistance, claiming that a man with true honor can do all the cooking alone.

-Surprisingly, he pulls it off. The turkey was only a little bit burnt and the pie was only slightly too sweet.

-Angeal gets along well enough with most of your family and friends, and even ends up swapping recipes with several of them, though he very much preferred talking to you.

-His favorite foods are the deserts, believe it or not. He adores pie, especially pumpkin pie, and eats so much of it, he gets a massive sugar rush and a bloated belly. Poor guy.

-After everyone was done eating, his honor compelled him to tackle the mountain of dishes that everyone left behind, something you told him not to worry about. However, Angeal refused to listen to you, stating that it was his dream to do the dishes.

-Giving up due to his stubbornness, you left him to do his thing, only to come back an hour later to find an overflowing sink, wet dishes piled up literally everywhere, and a passed out angel on your kitchen floor. Turns out he'd eaten too much, and his food coma combined with over exertion from the daytime cooking caused him to fall asleep on the spot.

-All in all, everyone had a great time, and Angeal ended up sleeping in very late the next day.

[babiebom]

Sdv Bachelor/ettes at a Thanksgiving Dinner

A/N:happy thanksgiving if you celebrate!! I don’t really celebrate but I do like to eat a lot and sleep all day :)

Tw:cursing/ some sus content/mention of drugs and alcohol(not hard drugs)/ death mention

Wc: I have no idea it’s headcanons lmao

Sdv Masterlist

Sebastian

Shows up to eat and leave

Does not like the spending time and emotional part

Would rather not say what he’s thankful for just please fill his plate so he can eat and sleep

Would probably be the older cousin that you rarely ever see during the year you only ever see him on holidays and for like 20 minutes at most.

Will be found in a room smoking it up.

Will offer you some weed

Will probably forget how old you are and if you’re underage would be like “oops don’t snitch/get out of here”

Is the first to say bye

No one even realizes when he leaves because his bye was so quick and quiet

Sam

Constantly laughing and having a good time

Like actually before the food is ready he is so energetic

Singing

Dancing

Telling jokes

He’s literally the life of the party, and will not hesitate to get up and dance to the music at all

Does drag you to dance with him

He is probably sibling or cousins best friend that they bring and you lowkey have a crush on.

Wants to help cook is not allowed

Also sleeps over for some reason

Shane

Somehow gets there early and is angry the entire time

He’s only early because he was anxious about being late and now he wishes he was home

Doesn’t really interact with anyone just sits on the couch and watches tv

Gets his plate and eats by himself

Would be the alcoholic uncle that is cool but also makes everything depressing

He’s not the partying type

Is amused and is nice to the kids

But like his face is just stoic the entire time

No one bothers him to keep the party mood going.

Elliott

Brings like a pie or something

Like he does make a dish to bring ALWAYS

Wants to make sure that he’s not just eating and taking up space

Talks to EVERYONE and is VERY like….poetic

It annoys the women how lovely he is

Everything turns into a deep discussion the second he starts drinking

Is probably like your aunts husband that she brags that she bagged while on vacation somewhere expensive

Harvey

Surprisingly doesn’t eat a lot

Like everyone thinks that he’s going to CHOW DOWN but he doesn’t

Does however take a nap immediately

Is on the couch and he is passed out, his tie is loose and his tummy is slightly out

Is the older cousin that everyone is proud of and compares you to because HES A DOCTOR and YOU ARENT

Doesn’t drink much either, he’s literally just so tired

The kids are lying on him because his body is comfortable and his mustache is funny

Absolutely does not notice it and allows them to be all over him because he’s napping anyways it doesn’t matter

Loves to talk to the kids about airplanes and really gets into detail

Is the one sleeping over

Alex

Is 100 percent outside with the kids playing sports

Forces the kids to play with him because everyone else is too old to want to play outside anymore

Sam probably plays with him ngl

Does not go easy on the kids at all

Like absolutely demolishes them in football.

Just because you’re a kid doesn’t mean shit you’re getting massacred on the field.

Is your older brother that thinks he’s super cool, is actually really nice

He eats a LOT and passes out right after.

Probably has sex with someone (not a family me never you FREAKS) upstairs in his room and doesn’t hide the fact

He’s just like heheheh then gets yelled at for being vulgur in front of everyone.

Penny

Probably the one who cooked/helped Emily cook

Is VERY proud of her desserts

Makes all of the sides and leaves the main courses to Emily

Gets super anxious about being around everyone and what they’re going to think about her food

Absolutely doesn’t experiment with food because of anyone dislikes anything she’s gonna have a breakdown.

I think she likes the cranberry sauce the most, puts it on her rolls

Eats more than people think she’s capable of

Somehow doesn’t nap after stuffing herself, gets some chores done instead and starts cleaning as things are starting to be empty.

Is probably the mom, and it’s her house that everyone is going to for the dinner.

Very annoyed that her house is a mess now but won’t say anything.

Lets people sleep over

Abigail

Girlfriend of someone in your family

You really can’t tell if she’s the girlfriend of a sibling or cousin or anyone

She just doesn’t elaborate

Like she’s like “oh I’m their girlfriend”

And you’re like ?????WHOS GIRLFRIEND???

and she walks away

Somehow knows your family well enough even though no one knows who’s girlfriend she is

Will also supply weed

Is high as fuck

Also sleeps over for some reason

Leah

Eats all the sweets

Like every single dessert there is is on her plate

Eats like a salad right before to offset it

Also to be able to say she actually ate food

Eats SO MUCH

She’s your uncles “wife”

Met him while on a retreat somewhere and they have been together for 20 years

Like your uncle is dead and she’s still around even though they never got married bc she’s literally just your aunt now

Brings the salad that she eats to say that she ate some food

It’s funny

Maru

Also eats SO MUCH

And she’s not self conscious at all

She’s next to the dining table at all times

She’s definitely your younger sister

Shows off her robots and stuff to the kids

Gets in trouble because her robot catches on fire(idk why she’s Spencer from icarly but she is now and I refuse to change it)

Also makes something for dinner but only a couple people actually eat it because she experimented and it’s weird

She is offered weed by someone’s friend and gets everyone yelled at.

Haley

Older sister that wants nothing to do with anyone

Brings her friend and they stay in her room the entire time gossiping

Comes down to get her and her friend a plate and returns to her room

You can hear laughing from her room if you listen closely

Is probably drunk up in her room

Ignores your parents pleads for her to spend time with the family

If she comes down she’s going to openly make fun of everyone

Also will flirt with you and your other siblings friends she absolutely doesn’t care

Take pictures though because in reality she does care just hates to show it

The pictures are very cute and she hangs them up in her room

Emily

Aunt that made the turkey and other main dishes

Will also make the effort to make something vegan or vegetarian for people who don’t eat animal products

Her food is surprisingly good like it’s so good that people will over stuff themself

Is the aunt that everyone is always around

Is on the dance floor with Sam and is not embarrassed at all

Also makes the animals something

Just a joy to be around

Brings Shane his plate

Chats away with Penny while cooking together because everything is fun for her

Loves the quality time together

She loves when everyone is in the same room

Is annoyed that there’s no thanksgiving music because she loves getting into the festive mood.

[brxflovskii]

saving thanksgiving | kyle broflovski

✩ character: kyle broflovski (+ stan marsh)

✩ synopsis: in which thanksgiving dinner at the marsh’s goes awry, so your little brother kyle and his best friend look to you for help!

✩ tags: cursing, brother-sister bonding, kyle’s older sister is friends with stan too, randy is a horrible cook, craig + butters mentioned, you get kinda maternal lol, literally just fluff. just fluff and cuteness, you take the boys on an adventure (you take them away from randy’s cooking), oc mentioned! (kenny’s older sister) not proofread!

you loved thanksgiving. how could you not?

every year the broflovski family would come from far and wide and cram themselves into your house, shuffling through the door in a line to pinch yours and your brothers’ cheeks before piling your mother’s delicious cooking onto their plates.

okay, you only really loved the last bit. it made up for the amount of ‘my goodness, you and your brothers are so big now — you know i used to change your diapers when you were a baby!’ the three of you heard. it was magical how sheila broflovski’s famous turkey, mac and cheese, stuffing, mashed potatoes and turkey gravy managed to bring the household together and make small talk so tolerable.

but this year, you weren’t able to feel that recurring joy. this year, you and your family were invited over to the marsh household to celebrate thanksgiving as a town. it took quite a bit of convincing from randy and sharon, but eventually your mother gave in on the promise that she wouldn’t have to slave away in the kitchen.

so your distant family resorted to staying in new jersey to celebrate while you and your family headed over to the marsh house with some other friendly families. your parents were pretty close to sharon and randy marsh, having known them for the many years you guys had lived there, so you were pretty well acquainted with the two marsh children; stan and shelley.

moreso stan because of his tight-knit friendship with your little brother kyle. shelley was right in her awkward stage and hated social interaction more than she hated stan, so she was holed up in her bedroom after stacking up a little plate for herself and nipping at anybody who dared to try to greet her.

the horror began when you filed into the kitchen when dinner was announced as ready only to find that randy was going through one of his chef phases again. granted, none of it looked terrible because they were all attempted copies of recipies passed down from the greats, but it was only when you started eating did you realize that randy mainly cared about presentation.

sharon glanced at her guests’ faces as they began to choke down their food, her eyes screaming apologies until they settled defeatedly into her lap. they had absolutely no hail mary: everybody was personally instructed by randy not to bring a dish so that he could really show off his skills. he was the only one who didn’t seem to find any faults in his process, wolfing down his food with several cans of bud light.

you exchanged glances with your parents, begging with wide eyes to be excused. you had told her about katie mccormick, kyle’s friend kenny’s older sister who was your age, and her plan to have a little friendsgiving, but your mother shot you down with a brief but stern glare. so you looked over to kyle and ike, who looked like they would commit the worst of the worst crimes for even a whiff of your mom’s garlic mashed potatoes.

the night went on pretty smoothly regardless, after everybody managed to scoot the food around their plates and pretend they had gotten full off of a few bites; you lingered around at the table for a while after dinner to talk with the adults about school and your job, sharing and relating horror stories and gossip until you saw stan and kyle slip away from the table and sneak upstairs. right before kyle vanished in a little blur, he had motioned for you to follow them.

it relieved you, and it was times like this that made you thankful for your close relationship with your little brother. and that was how, after a well-played excuse of needing the restroom, you wound up in stan’s bedroom with the two, slumped on the boy’s bed beside kyle while they played some cookie-cutter first person shooter video game. the two exchanged curses and exclamations with each round when your phone buzzed in your lap.

katie mcwhoremick <3: hey, you coming?

you sighed, head slumping against stan’s neatly made comforter. kyle gave you a strange side glance as you furiously typed away.

me: no, and i’m fucking starving dude.

me: gordon randy cooked this year.

katie responded after a while, her text bubble hovering.

katie mcwhoremick: oh fuck no 😭

katie mcwhoremick: i’ll save you and your brothers a plate? :/ i’ll have kenny bring them to you later or something?

me: my hero <3

me: nah, don’t sweat it, mrs. tucker brought some bread pudding thank god

katie only responded with a heart and you set your phone down to find both stan and kyle staring at you with mischief and devious plots behind their squinted eyes. “oh, god, what are you fuckers cooking up in there?” you groaned, the gravity of it setting in when you saw they had actually set their controllers down to think.

they refused to share their little ideas, both of them assuming the other was on the same page. so they resorted to silence, but it wasn’t kept for very long when an idea suddenly wormed itself into your brain and you shot up with a gasp.

“hey, do we still have that pizza in the freezer?” you nudged kyle, who easily bit the hook you had dangled in front of him. interest filled his green eyes and he looked over at his best friend to see if he was also considering the proposition.

he thought for a moment. “yeah, but how are we gonna get past mom and dad? and are we bringing ike, too?”

“yeah, i’d feel like an asshole if i didn’t invite craig. he’s suffering, too.” stan chimed in, to which you responded with a scoff.

“dude, one pizza isn’t gonna feed the current population. it’s us three or nothing. i don’t even think ike likes pizza.” you lied, knowing your baby brother liked to nibble on the soft dough and did very much enjoy pepperoni. but you were starving and you knew the two boys were, too. they were getting to that age where the kitchen didn’t stand a chance against them.

kyle’s eyes narrowed. ike likes pizza, his expression said. but eventually it faded into one of defeat and he shrugged. “yeah dude, i’m hungry. no offense to your dad, stan.”

“full offense, that food was shit.” stan mumbled as he shut down his computer.

you led the little group downstairs and prayed you could make it to the door without anybody noticing you, but it seemed your mother was waiting for your descent. “oh, bubbie, where are you kids headed to?” sheila asked, making all three of you spin on your heels.

you could see kyle and stan actively avoiding the curious gaze of their friend who was still at the table. a gaze that shifted to you while you recanted your rehearsed excuse of, “well, we need to take a few laps around the block and work off all of that food. kyle’s blood sugar might be a little off.” you lied, slapping the ginger’s shoulder when he shot you a ‘what the fuck’ look.

blame the diabetic, why don’t you? you heard his words echo in your head despite him never uttering them.

“oh, god,” sheila dove for her purse. “do you need his glucometer?” worry made her voice waver a bit, and you were quick to calm her down.

“don’t worry ma, he’s fine!” you started to usher the two outside. “just need to reconnect with nature, you know how it is.”

“you know, sheila,” mr. stotch spoke up from the other end of the table. “i don’t know how you do it. you never hear kids say things like that anymore. see, if butters was more like your kiddos, maybe he’d be here instead of grounded in his room at home.”

you winced at the idea of the sweet little boy locked up in his bedroom on thanksgiving, his parents enjoying — that being an overstatement — dinner without him.

while your mother graciously accepted the flattery, with a little concern, you slipped outside and ran down the driveway with the boys before anybody could question you guys further.

“are we seriously walking? your house is like a few blocks away.” stan grumbled.

“complain again, you’re going back upstairs, asswipe.” you shot back as you revealed the car keys that you had swiped from your dad’s coat on the rack by the staircase. the boys hurried into the car and in just a few seconds, you were barreling down the road, a frozen pizza on your mind.

you adjusted the radio to some van halen while the boys chatted excitedly among themselves, kyle hanging over the back of his seat to face stan. you wanted to poke him and tell him to put his seatbelt on, but he rarely ever had adventures like these.

“hey,” kyle started as he plopped his butt back into his seat. “thanks, dude.”

you spared him a quick glance, smiling. “yeah, yeah.” you patted the top of his green hat, smushing it down onto his ginger curls.

“yeah, thanks,” stan spoke from over your shoulder as you pulled into your driveway. “i wish i had a sister like you, man.”

“hey,” you said playfully, “you do have a sister and she loves you.” you pointed a loosely lecturing finger in his direction, flattered at the compliment but silently feeling a little bad for the way stan spoke about shelley behind her back.

you could never imagine yourself and kyle or ike having such a strained relationship. from the day kyle was born and ike came home from the adoption center, sheila and gerald drilled the importance of family into all of your heads. you cared for those boys like they were your own children, if that’s what having children felt like. sure, they pissed you off and worked your last nerve like they were getting $50 a minute for it, but they were your flesh and blood.

still, stan gave no response, only a thin-lipped stare that definitely told you otherwise. you rolled your eyes and gestured for stan to get out of the car.

the two dove onto the couch while you preheated the oven and fished the delectable boxed pizza out of the freezer to thaw for a minute. it didn’t take long for it to cook and the three of you had grubby plates and empty bags of chips scattered around the sofa while you watched the screen. you had no idea how fortnite worked so you opted to cheer and boo when you thought appropriate.

“dude that was so much better than my dad’s cooking.” stan sighed after the pair’s nth victory. the boys were beginning to get visibly sleepy and you knew you had about twenty minutes before you had to pull a blanket out of the closet for them.

you shot a quick text to your mom explaining why your car was no longer at the marsh’s house and to call you when they were ready to head home — which would surely be soon. mrs. tucker’s bread pudding definitely wouldn’t last long with them.

your attention was broken when you felt a gentle weight on your shoulder and glanced down to see kyle curling up against your bicep. you wrapped your arm around him, squeezing him in a hug.

“best thanksgiving ever,” he mumbled as they geared up for, very likely, their last fortnite round.

happy thanksgiving yall! hope everyone had good food unlike the entirety of randy and sharon’s dinner table 🫶

[differenteagletragedy]

Baxter is a daaaaaaaddy part 2: Holiday Edition

So I really had a very good time writing about Baxter becoming a father, and since Thanksgiving is coming up in the US, I decided to write another part with Baxter, MC and their daughter. Because reasons.

Takes place when Baby Ward is 4. She broke her arm when Baxter took her to the park and now it's a new reason why he hates himself. You know Baxter.

Part one here!

"Daddy, can I have marshmallow?"

"Not yet, Penny," you answered from the passenger seat of Baxter's car as he drove to your parents' home in Sunset Bird. "They're not just marshmallows, they're part of the casserole."

"I asked Daddy," your daughter replied, the sass in her voice unmistakable.

You were about to turn around to talk to her, but Baxter chuckled and reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a bag of miniature marshmallows.

"Daddy!" Penny cheered, throwing her good arm in the air and patiently waiting for him to fish out a few and hand them back to her.

"Seriously?" you asked him.

"It's Thanksgiving," he smirked, shooting you a quick glimpse. "If my girl wants to be thankful for marshmallows, far be it from me to stand in her way."

"She has you wrapped around her finger, you know that?"

"Like mother, like daughter."

You smiled and took the hand that he laid in your lap.

Your little family of three was heading over to celebrate the holiday with your moms, but it would be a full house. Liz had flown home for a few days, and Cliff always came over. Cove was coming too, and he was planning on bringing Xavier -- the two had gotten close over the years since Jude and Scott's wedding.

When you arrived, you saw Cove's car and texted him to come out and help carry things -- as always, Baxter had made several dishes to bring over. He and Xavier came out soon after, and after quick hugs, you started bringing the food in while Baxter gingerly unbuckled Penny from her car seat and carried her inside.

"Did your mom tell you I had a pink cast too when I broke my arm?" Cove asked Penny, gently nudging her.

"How did you break your arm?" she asked.

"I just had a little accident when I was little like you," he answered.

You saw Baxter bristle a bit. He still blamed himself for being the one taking care of her when she'd fallen and broken her arm. No matter how many times you told him it was just an accident, he still beat himself up over it.

Xavier noticed the slight change in his demeanor too, and they leaned past Cove to talk to Penny.

"I hope you save room for dessert!" they said cheerily.

Penny gasped and her eyes widened. Cove may have been the biggest fan of Xavier's baking skills, but your little girl was a close second.

When you got inside, you saw that everyone else had beaten you there. Liz and your mom were setting the table while Ma and Cliff were finishing up in the kitchen. Baxter put Penny down, and she darted towards the counter. Before you could catch up to her, she found a platter of Xavier's cookies and snatched one up.

"Let her have a cookie," Baxter smiled, taking the dish you held and finding a place for it on the table. "Just one cookie won't hurt."

"Is Baxter spoiling the baby again?" Liz asked as she approached you for a hug.

"Literally every second of every day ever," you replied.

"I say spoil them while you can," Cliff said, joining the conversation. "They're only little for a little while, and they turn out OK in the end."

Cove smiled smugly, and Penny yelled, "Thank you Grandpa Cliff!" before stuffing another cookie in her mouth.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

After dinner, everyone chipped in to clean up -- or almost everyone. Penny had brought toys, and she, Cove and Liz were in the living room playing princesses.

"Cove looks pretty cute in a tiara," you told Xavier, who was helping you wash dishes.

"He looks pretty cute in anything," they responded, giving you a big smile.

Before you could say anything else, you heard a sharp squeal coming from the living room. You instinctively dropped what you were doing and ran over to see what had happened, as had Baxter.

Penny was clutching the arm that was in a cast, tears welling up in her big brown eyes. Liz was already kneeling down next to her, holding her hand, while Cove looked on nervously.

"What happened?" you asked, kneeling beside Liz.

"It hurts," your daughter whined, holding up her broken arm to you.

"We were dancing around and she bumped her cast against the coffee table," Liz explained. "I think it scared her more than anything."

"She really didn't hit hard enough to do any damage," Cove agreed, looking over to Baxter. "We wouldn't have let her get hurt."

There it was -- that same bristle as before. Cove didn't notice, his attention going back to Penny, but you and Liz shared a look.

"Hey, listen," you said softly to Penny. "Are you all right?"

"No," she whimpered.

"Are you hurt or did you get nervous?"

Penny looked at you and then up to Baxter, who offered a stiff smile.

"Nervous, I think," she answered.

You checked her over and talked to her more to make sure she was really fine before standing back up, satisfied that the situation had resolved itself. She went back to playing, and when you turned around you saw that everyone had moved over towards you to make sure everything was OK.

When you moved towards Baxter, he took a small step back.

"I believe I'm just going to step outside for a quick breath of fresh air," he said, smiling weakly. "I'll be back in two shakes."

You moved to follow him, but Cliff held up a hand.

"Let me," he told you quietly. "I think I know a thing or two about what might be bothering him."

You stayed put as Cliff followed Baxter outside. Catching a glimpse of them through the window, you saw them begin a conversation.

"Mommy, will you play too?"

"Of course."

As the four of you played -- the seven of you, once Xavier and your moms finished up in the kitchen -- you kept an eye on the window. You saw Baxter wipe at his eyes a few times but since Cliff had such an earnest expression on his face, you decided not to interrupt them.

Once you glanced over and saw them hugging, Cliff clapping a hand on Baxter's back and smiling.

"Oh great, Dad adopted another kid," Cove quipped, coming up beside you.

Soon after, they came back inside, and not long after that, you decided to leave -- it was almost Penny's bedtime, a fact made apparent when she fell asleep before you left the neighborhood.

"You OK?" you asked when you were sure she was out.

"I am," he replied, once again putting his hand in your lap.

"What did you and Cliff talk about?"

He considered the question for a moment, then said, "He talked to me about being a father."

You waited for him to elaborate, and eventually he did.

"I believe you've noticed that I've still been feeling guilty about Penny's accident," he began, his eyes focusing on the road but his hand gripping yours tighter. "Cliff told me he felt the same way when Cove broke his arm. That he'd always felt so protective over him from the moment he was born, and how that's never gone away, even now. And how ... devastating it can feel when you fail in protecting your child."

You wanted to cut in, to tell him again that what had happened wasn't his fault, but you felt he was in the middle of something important and you decided against interrupting.

"I'm sure it also won't come as a surprise for you to hear that I've often worried about being a father ... that I'd fail," he continued, his voice quieter. "I never had a great role model for that, you understand. I've read all the baby books, all the parentings books I could find, but there's only so much the written word can express when it comes to matters like these."

He glanced at Penny in the rearview mirror and said, "I love her more than life itself. I would die for her with no hesitation. I fully plan on dedicated the rest of my days to making sure she and you have everything you ever want or need. But I ... I do sometimes fear I'm not good enough. That's what Cliff talked to me about."

"Did he help?" you asked.

"He did."

"Good."

The rest of the ride was spent in comfortable silence, his hand in yours. You could write books about how good Baxter was, and you definitely never let him forget that you thought he was the most amazing man in the world, but sometimes when he got like this, it was best to let things sit for a bit before singing his praises.

When you got home, you climbed out of the car as quietly as possible, and Baxter unbuckled Penny, trying his best not to wake her. You unlocked the door and held it up while he carried her inside, and she didn't wake up until he laid her down.

"Daddy," she said sleepily, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly when he tried to let her go.

"You're in bed, sweetheart," he whispered, gently placing her arms at her sides and kissing her forehead. "Go back to sleep, we'll play in the morning.

"I love you is all," she said before cozying up under her blankets and shutting her eyes again.

Baxter turned around again, smiling ear to ear. You both left your daughter's room, shutting the door softly behind you.

When you were in the hall, he wrapped his arms tightly around you, pulling you in close and giving you a long, deep kiss.

"What was that for?" you asked when he pulled back a bit.

"I love you is all," he answered, resting his forehead against yours.

[satureja13]

Today is Mabon. Known as the pagan Thanksgiving, Mabon marks the Autumn Equinox, when day and night are equal, making it a time of balance, equality and harmony. 

Modern Mabon celebrations are a time to give thanks for the abundance of Mother Earth - both literally and spiritually. It’s also a good time to reflect on the Wheel of the Year, recognizing your successes and letting go of the things that did not serve you during the past twelve months. (found -> here)

After the Boys rescued Guidry and Ji Ho's brother, Neynah took them over to the Shipwreck. An outlying place where they could send Ji Ho's brother to the other side and celebrate Mabon in peace. Jeb and Jack prepare food and drinks.

Saiwa: "Thank you, Neynah, for everything you did for us." Neynah: "I wish I could have helped them earlier, though." Saiwa: "Grieve not. You did the best you were able to. It all went well in the end."

Ji Ho is also sorry he didn't take action earlier. He should have done something after Tae Woon appeared to him for the first time or when he heard that Guidry went missing.

Guidry: "Ah, time is nothing for ghosts. I didn't even notice that already over a year went by. Don't worry. And look. Tae Woon isn't even fully aware of us - or time. As always. He never showed any reaction the time I spent with him. It's good he finally leaves. There is a better place for him." Ji Ho: "Thank you, Guidry."

Jack and Saiwa are too mad at Vlad to care about him. Even though all went well in the end, he could have killed Ji Ho by cutting the bond. Only Jeb seems to understand that Vlad did all this for Ji Ho and his friends and so he went over to him.

Vlad: "When I left the Castle after Wesley got killed, I swore to myself I'd be never that helpless again to protect my loved one. And here I am again. Blind and helpless. While I should kill that bastard from the brothel who made Ji Ho's life a hell. He made Ji Ho's mother a prostitute and wanted Ji Ho to work there too. Jeb - take me to the slums. I'm going to kill him." Jeb: "Vlad. Killing him would bring you to jail. Or a even a death sentence. Remember where you got the scars on your back from. Jack once told you the same. Ji Ho wouldn't want you to become a murderer. And it would change nothing for Ji Ho. The damage can't be undone by killing this bastard. Help Ji Ho to overcome this instead, hm?"

From the Beginning  ~  Underwater Love ~  Latest

The Sulani Chapter from the beginning -> here

[berrypass-de-murdler]

2 - 14 The Thanksgiving Dinner Murder

It's ok Logico, they can't all be puns

These episode titles tho, I legit imagine Logico painstakingly writing the entire book and then once he's done at some point at 3 AM he's just trying to title all of the cases

DON'T READ THE EPISODES WITHOUT READING THE BOOKS!!

It’s early in the morning, and Logico is fast asleep. He’s so tired! There’s an unpleasant knocking at the door. Unsurprisingly, Lady Violet is there. Eeby Gico rolls out of bed.

VIOLET: Rise and shine! It’s THANKSGIVING!! LOGICO: No it’s not!! It’s MAY! VIOLET: Remember? Holiday party? Today, we’re celebrating Thanksgiving!  LOGICO: W- VIOLET: Don’t worry, it’ll be Christmas tomorrow!

Vi leads Gico to a glorious dining hall.

VIOLET: For the Holy Republic, Thanksgiving celebrates the time where we annihilated a clan of peasants that was trying to overthrow us! Look!

The centerpiece decoration is a fake pie with a bunch of little dead human figures stuck in it.

LOGICO: How appetizing.

For no apparent reason, Father Mango and Steel are there.

STEEL: EW!! I thought I’d never have to see your short ass again! LOGICO: OH MY GOD, I hate you. MANGO: I’ve brought the wine! LOGICO: Of course you have.

They all sit down, awaiting their brown food to be served to them. After an hour, nothing happens.

MANGO: I have to go home now. VIOLET: NO WAIT!! I… I’m sure they’ll be out soon! 

She flutters to the kitchen. Can you guess what she sees? She screams. Logico runs over.

LOGICO: I probably could have guessed this happened an hour ago.

The first clue is a fork jammed into one of the human figures on the centerpiece. He tears it out and it’s stained with blood… but it’s nowhere near the dead chef. Are the human figures filled with blood????? Logico is about to vomit. He runs into the pantry instead. Mango is standing in the dark.

LOGICO: What are you doing? MANGO: Trying to figure out which brown food will go best with my gravy. 

He drinks some of it straight out of the pitcher. He gasps loudly!!!

LOGICO: … MANGO: I forgot I put arsenic in there. LOGICO: The fuck?? MANGO: It’s fine. I have God on my side.

He enters the kitchen instead and runs into Steel.

STEEL: Heyyyyy~ MANGO: … STEEL: I’d love a sip of that gravy.  MANGO: Absolutely not. STEEL: Ugh, I meant literally, but, if you wanna put it that way…

Mango kicks her across the room! Good thing too, because Logico cannot take any more of incompatible murdlers flirting with each other.

Irratino, restless, draws sketches of priests drenched in gravy. But his tears only make the paper bleed.

Logico quickly figures out that Steel is the chef killer. Makes sense, considering she’s one of the worst people alive.

STEEL: OH, YOU THINK YOU CAN CANCEL ME?! I CAN NEVER BE CANCELED!!!

She stomps around like the mature adult she is. 

MANGO: Now, I have the urge to kill HER…

Violet slams her hands on the table.

VIOLET: THAT’S IT! PARTY’S OVER! My GOD I can’t work with ANY OF YOUUUU

The end!

I hate steel so much

Look, baby sir rulean! He looks like a banana!

(I don't hate green bean sir rulean. I just hate armored sir rulean so I turned him into a green bean. wait what the fuck am i doing?)

The power of Goat Lord compels you!

See you next time murdlers!

[knighthelm-aes]

So anyway

Talked to my dad on the phone a couple days ago and laid out my holiday plans. They’re doing like 12 things in the next week, and I, who historically has dreaded this time of year due to being neurodivergent in multiple ways that make celebration very unenjoyable, said I would only like to see the fam for Christmas like we usually do, and nothing else. When I said this, and explained hey I am burnt out, my dad immediately said “Oh, so you don’t want to be around us?” And i said firmly “That’s not what I said.”

After this call I was really proud of myself for sticking to my guns and not letting myself cave to the pressure, especially after being hung out to dry for Thanksgiving. I wasn’t happy that my dad was disappointed but I know change is hard but like I’m almost 30.

I texted my mom my plans to keep her in the loop, and she started asking like is there anything I can do to help with your burnout, whats going on, etc etc. I explained I didn’t need anything and thanked her for her offer, and that I would text her the next time I wanted to go for coffee.

Queue 7am this morning I get a text from my anxious mom who is worried about me spending the holidays alone. I assure her I am fine, that I just want to protect myself this holiday from a lot of the pressure, that I only get two days off and it’s a hard and busy week at the clinic. She asks me for what makes Christmas hard and at this point I’m losing my patience because I feel like I’m being guilted into going.

I always feel like I have to justify how I feel or my reasoning for things; and when I was in therapy earlier today my therapist said that I really don’t need to justify anything and I can just feel the way I feel. And like I have never and will never be in a family that is okay with my feelings on the subject so like idk why I even bother explaining in the first place because no answer is ever going to be adequate.

So I told my mom historically this has been a time of year where there are more outbursts and social pressure in the family that I am trying to avoid. She asked for specifics and I finally just gave it to her straight: sometimes (almost every year) dad has had outbursts and I have also felt for the last number of times I have met up with him I feel very unheard and belittled. This is something I communicated to both my mom and sister so it’s not news to them. I then also said that my mom’s divorced side makes me miserable and that I have been begging us to do less over the holidays, but that it’s clear they want to do these things so I have to change how I go about these things.

I really can’t emphasize the fact that this has been a plea of mine for literal years since I was a kid. And later when I told my sister about all of this she referenced how “we are protective of this holiday” but that is mostly because of what I have been asking of them.

I also can’t begin to recount how many times this stupid holiday has ended in tears with various members of my family. For me, it is frankly a time of heightened emotional and verbal abuse. My parents did a lot of get me and my sister nice things but ultimately I would trade every single one of those things for time where we felt like a family, and not trying to force joy when my dad is raging in the other room because he imagined my mom had an attitude when she spoke to him, or the video camera couldn’t turn on, or one of us didn’t react correctly to a present, or my grandma is making our lives hell for not wanting to spend the whole day with her, or us wanting to see grandpa as well, or having to listen to my uncle verbally abuse his wife and daughter, or the political comments or an argument because my uncle doesn’t like the food or on and on and on and on. I can’t do it.

Anyway my mother is giving me the silent treatment, and I texted my sister like “well that blew up in my face” and she pretty much was completely unsympathetic, and despite being the one to encourage me to set a boundary she said this was “a lot more than I thought you meant” and that “i thought you were trying to get closer to them” and when I was anguished about how I feel our relationship (with my parents) is falling apart because we can barely hold a conversation anymore she literally told me that “i don’t think you can avoid talking about this” because it was that bad. So part of the last message I sent my mom had her wording in it and she told me this boundary that she literally encouraged me to set, and that she was going to try and set one herself as well, was too much. And when I pointed out that I doubt anyone would throw a stink if she said she wanted to spend part of the holiday with just her and her husband, she flatly disagreed.

So, I have no one in my corner ever, even if I take their advice. I am always wrong. I am always too hysterical, too antisocial, too mean, too harsh, too spoiled and undeserving of any compassion. Everything I do or say is taken in the worse possible light. I fought in my bed because it made me literally suicidal after I got off work and frankly at this point I know it would be a blessing to them. My dad could be even more conservative now that he doesn’t have a gay daughter, my mom would have less people to worry about and my sister would move on because she has plenty of friends and has never really seen me as her equal. I won’t do anything because maybe at the other end of this there is some way to come out more independent and stronger.

For now I just wait for whatever or whenever my mom is going to reply to my message and it’s going to be bad, so there will be an update soon; you can bet your bottom dollar on it.

[otx-l23]

"It's Christmas Eve!! " everyone's excited, well I guess I was, we don't celebrate Christmas in our beliefs but my mother's side was an exception, I'm literally just a diverse child with 2 different beliefs but I rather follow my father's beliefs because that has grown in me.

We do celebrate Winter break but it's more of a gathering thanksgiving in my father's side thanking God for another year He has given us while eating and blissfully having a conversation with families, which is somewhat, no, somewhat is an understatement because it's literally different we celebrate in a different way in my mother we tried "mamasko" and laughs while eating foods which we've purchased from our "pamasko" and it's quite more fun and engaging in someways.

Well that's just an overview of my Christmas Holidays actually, because one memorable moment we have was followed with a dark Christmas we've ever experience

Fireworks sparking my eyes sparkling from the great view above that you'll always witness in the winter Holidays with the motorcycle noises in New Year and many somewhat trumpet like toys kids play in the streets while singing "Joy to the World" and some kids selling lanterns, "That's the spirit of Christmas" that's what comes to our mind talking about those things but certainly we just got used to it in our own little thing, I'm actually what you call a boring one the one who can keep myself occupied if I want to then Socialize if asked to. "What a boring kid" "KJ" " This is just today" " Today is not everyday " well I've heard that enough but having you're family in the winter is really something that we think is normal until we lose it, something we tend to overlook and give appreciation until we lose it, something that we only see it's value ones taken away, and something normalize and not valued.

I often see winter break as pointless and Don't hold it value until I've experienced one of my best winter break, we played games till dawn, didn't sleep until 7am and ate food like it's gonna run from us, wasting our little time laughing and making a fool of ourselves then I realized that winter break is not half bad, then the next year we did the same it was especially special because all of my family members were present laughing, goofing around and eating food like some kid who hasn't eaten for days it was truly a bliss and that made me want WINTER BREAK, I found myself waiting for winter break, longing for winter break, and I see Winter Break as a gathering we have with my family to have fun, as a COMPLETE family, Not until one of the unexpected thing happened.

It was almost my birthday and I usually don't want to "handa" because I think it's quite embarrassing and just want a simple yet a complete and happy moment with my family. I was barely awake at that time when I heard sobs and cries coming down stairs since I was still half asleep, I tried helping myself get back to sleep but was awoken by the voice of some of my aunt, then I stood up and walked downstairs, I asked them, "what happened? ". Then they told me one of my cousin has died and it's one of my bestest cousin which I personally am close to and I was thoroughly hurt by hearing the news it was quite painful knowing we already planned what to do on Winter Hollidays, which all of my cousins will gather in the same house then just talk and have fun. The gathering was quite early but it wasn't for the Winter Holidays it was for my cousin's funeral, and it was hurtful to think that we would be spending our Winter Holidays incompletely without our "Ate" and that changed my perspective in many ways about Winter Hollidays, I thought Winter Holidays was about family gathering to celebrate a new year and the thanksgiving but it wasn't, but for me Winter Holidays is the time you spend time and bond with your family and just let time past while enjoying yourself, having a laid back conversation and many more. And now my family keeps gathering but it's not always about Winter Holidays but for the All Saints Day for both my Grandmother and our eldest girl cousin. Maybe I was quite stubborn and have taken for granted everything I have in the past few years so I probably would spend my Winter Hollidays with my family building memories and building bond with them until we still can 💙✨

[pumpkinsy0]

Can we get head canons of the Shepard/ Curtis gang thanksgiving that Ponyboy and Curly would inevitably and accidentally make happen

cant b thankful for SHIT w these two, we need them away from everyone else

•i wanna talk about pony and curly as adults who moved in together so thats the papercut we get this post god damn it,,,they wanna celebrate w their family

•is this where i come out and say i dont think the shepard gang is AS familial as the curtis gang??? like they have their moments and some of the shepard gang is closer to the actual shepards than others, bit not ALL of the shepard gang is seen as a family, just like 3ish and when it comes to curlys own gang, into his adulthood hes only rlly cool w one of them so hes in there too

•ANYWAYS, usually they pick a family to visit, butthe plan WAS that curlys part of the family would come over, but then most of em called in to cancel, so pony just invited his gang over

•howeverrrrr curlys family schedule changed so they COULD visit, but curly literally just forgot to tell pony, even HE somehow forgot they were coming over, and when they showed up at the front door when the curtis gang was already inside u can bet how confused they were

•especially the curtis gang (yes including pony), cause they can handle the shepards being there, thats fine, not expected, but fine!!! however whoooo r these random ppl w em and do they know them??? did they sneak in here for food🤔🤔🤔

•a big reason y everyone is even there IS for food so THANKFULLY both gangs brought some food and for a while everything was alright, but half of the mfs here have a blackhole as a stomach so the food could rlly only go so far

•bc of curlys fuck up hes the one who has to keep going outside to get the food n stuff, minus a turkey tho bc pony and curly tried doing that thing where u deep fry a turkey but they nearly blew the whole block up so thats just out of the equation, yknow what was the main dish??? mac n cheese of course and tim was the one who made it, thank god cause pony was gonna whip out the velveeta 😩😩

•if theres one things white americans can cook, its pies, and pony was in charge of em, so u know that things gonna b sweet as hell AND he had to hit curlys, two, and sodas hand away from stealing a taste before it was done

•just realized this also means everyone would have to see the dirty joke variation of the “kiss the cook” apron curly bought, just ruining everyone appetite,,,i hate them both,,,

•no matter what age, curly and pony will always go on that walk where u knowwww these mfs r just out to get high, and half the gang r totally smokers, so when it happened more than half the people attending just randomly left

•the fight over left overs was insane, that one vid w that guy going “THATS MY PLATE” its like that

[amberlynnmurdock]

Turnsgiving Day 1: Traditions

Day 1 (Nov. 23rd): TURNSGIVING!!!! Tell us how you spend your Thanksgiving (thanksgiving recipes/family traditions/tomfoolery) or how a character in the show might celebrate Thanksgiving!

First of all, happy Thanksgiving and TURNsgiving! This is my first time participating in this event. I became a YUGE Turn fan literally January 1st of this year, and when I got DEEP in the Ben Tallmadge tag (LOL) I saw Turnsgiving 2022 and was like damnnn, just missed it! So I've been looking forward to this for a while :) Anyways, today's prompt is so cute/easy so let me dive into how I normally spend Thanksgiving!

Growing up, it was always just my parents and I on Thanksgiving (I'm an only child). Although it was just the three of us, it was still a lot of fun and we always had a lot of food on the table. Turkey, mashed potatoes, pumpkin pie, the whole thing. Now that I'm older and in a relationship, I now get to celebrate two Thanksgivings: one with my boyfriend's family and one with my parents, so double the fun :) We've recently done brunch with his family and then dinner with my parents, and that's exactly what we did today. It's always joyous and warm and I love seeing everyone. I even said today we always get so lucky with having the BEST weather on Thanksgiving (so far!) It's always been a crisp, bright autumn day.

Now... how would I think a character in the show might celebrate Thanksgiving? I thought I might do Ben for this one bc I love him but to switch things up I think I want to focus on my favorite menace, Robert Rogers LOL. I feel like Rogers would just sit in the darkest corner of a dingy bar, beer in one hand and turkey leg in another, grumbling about something and barely enjoying his day, until he's finally had one too many and begins heckling people in the bar. What a guy lol.

HAPPY TURNSGIVING! Can't wait for tomorrow :)

[thisdreamplace]

Hi dream. it’s 😵‍💫 anon. always a joy to look at your page. honestly, life has been sucking as usual. opportunities have arose, but nothing came of it. I actually felt worse after the opportunities. sometimes it feels like there is no hope. the hardest thing is seeing someone I care for be sad like I am. now I’m trying to manifest for her as well. it’s like you can’t escape what makes you feel terrible. ugh. even though I’m down, I don’t want this person to feel the same as me but I can’t do anything for either of us. I just remember a time of crying and then being okay because of possibility but sadly, possibility isn’t enough anymore. seeing this person hurt kind of drilled it in me that I’m here….and I don’t know a way out seriously. I’m sorry for the negativity. I’m always trauma dumping here like a fucking dumbass. the only time I feel open is when I let it all out, but a part of me feels sucky for doing so here. I hope it’s not too much, dream.

I’m just babbling but I went black friday shopping. I kind of found out that I have been buying shit for a second of relief. I get happy that I have something to look forward to. is it retail therapy?? I bought some skincare products so hopefully they work out. for some reason, every time I do skincare, everything just sits there on top of my skin or it burns. like damn 💀

this entire message seems like I roller coaster like you started off sad and then straight into skincare lol? I guess I feel lighter after releasing my words. right now I’m about to go stuff my entire face with leftover Thanksgiving food. happy Thanksgiving btw if you celebrate it. if you do celebrate it, did you do anything? any black friday shopping? it’s really hard not to fall victim to sales 🥲🤣

hiiiii my lovely 😵‍💫 anon <3

its never too much, so don't worry. it saddens me to read how you've been feeling though, especially in regards to your friend. its lovely you want to help them, but truly, you deserved to be help first in your life. you've gotta make sure you're good, then you're best able to help others too.

dont feel too bad about shopping like that. literally, a lot of us has been there. i literally had a shopping addiction a couple of years ago, without realizing it. luckily, i was able to get out of it. hahah so really, its just one of them things sometimes. lol theres nothing wrong w a lil retail therapy though, i mean why not treat yourself ? i hope the skincare works out <3 any product recs ??

and thank you <3 i hope you had a great thanksgiving !! i just spent the time with friends and family, and actually had one of the best thanksgivings i've had in a while hehe and i made a new friend ! i did go black friday shopping, but i mainly shopped deals online which have ~finally~ started arriving recently and i love them sm. youre so right tho, but i was like hey i could def use some things and the deals truly were irresistable in that moment LOL

anyway, i hope youre feeling better now and im glad youre able to come here and vent, and leave yourself feeling lighter in that moment ! <3

xoxo