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sweetcomicval · 2 months ago

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pairing: jeong jaehyun x fem!reader song choice: silver bells - dean martin word count: 1.5 k PEACH & PINE MASTERPOST

It is the day before Christmas Eve, and the family is preparing to visit your in-laws for a special holiday gathering tomorrow. Jaehyun carefully sifted icing sugar into a large bowl while you leaned over the counter, rolling out cookie dough with Teo by your side. The kitchen buzzed with energy and the smell of vanilla and cinnamon.

“Teo, do you want to cut out the stars or the trees?” you asked, holding up the cookie cutters.

“Stars!” Teo shouted, grabbing the cutter with more enthusiasm than precision. His hand wobbled a bit as he pressed it into the dough, and you smiled at him and his determination.

Jaehyun glanced up from his sifting, watching his son in action. “That’s a solid star, buddy,” he said, placing a tray next to Teo, though his grin suggested otherwise. Teo’s apron was smeared with flour and hung slightly crooked; it was a gift from his grandparents that was already seeing plenty of love. “These cookies will definitely be… unique,” Jaehyun chuckled, shaking his head as Teo went back for another star.

While the cookies baked, you got everything ready to prepare a pistachio dacquoise, one of Jaehyun’s favorite desserts. Meanwhile, Jaehyun and Teo were making icing of different colors for the cookies. After they cooled, you decorated them with icing and sprinkles. Jaehyun took a moment to reflect; in the hustle and bustle of your busy lives, this intimate family time was a treasure—the laughter, the messy kitchen, and seeing you and Teo smile.

“Mommy, can we make cookies for Santa too?” Teo asked, looking at you with his big and cute eyes. “Of course! He deserves the best cookies!” You replied, pinching his cheek.

Once the cookies were ready, you packed them in cute, festive boxes. The sweet scent wafted through the house, making your mouths water in anticipation. “Tomorrow is going to be amazing!” Teo exclaimed joyfully.

Just then, Jaehyun kneeled down to Teo’s level and said with a chuckle, “You’ve worked hard today, baby. I think you should have a bath. You’re covered in flour and icing!” Teo giggled, glancing down at his messy hands.

After helping Teo clean up and getting him to bed, Jaehyun headed downstairs to do the dishes while you were finishing up the things for the dacquoise. He dried his hands on a towel and turned to you. “Hey, love, how about a bath after all this baking?” Jaehyun’s voice was soft as he wrapped his arms around you from behind. “I can throw in one of those bath bombs you love and brew you a nice cup of tea.”

You leaned back slightly into his chest, sighing in contentment. “That sounds perfect. But maybe I need something stronger than tea tonight… How about a gin and grapefruit tonic?”

Jaehyun paused for a moment, a playful grin spreading across his face. “I’ll get that ready while you finish up here.” He pressed a quick kiss to the top of your head before heading to the kitchen.

Later, as you sank into the bath, the soothing scent of lavender surrounded you. Jaehyun walked in with two glasses, a playful glint in his eyes. “Here’s your drink, madam,” he teased, offering the glass with a slight bow. You laughed, rolling your eyes at his antics.

“Everything okay?” he asked softly.

“Yeah, perfect,” you said, your smile easing into something quiet and content. Reaching out, you gently tugged him closer, and he leaned down, meeting you halfway for a kiss that lingered just enough to make the moment feel whole.

As you sipped your drink, you said to him, “You always know how to take care of me.”

“And I love to take care of you,” he said, his eyes sparkling. “How about I join you?”

As stories and laughter flowed, the world outside faded away, leaving just the two of you in your little paradise.

Christmas Eve arrived with a fresh layer of snow covering the streets of Seoul, the kind that makes everything feel quiet and new. You, Jaehyun, and Teo bundled up in your winter coats, laughing as Teo attempted to catch snowflakes on his tongue outside Jaehyun’s parents’ house.

When you stepped inside, the warmth hit you instantly. The smell of cinnamon and apples mingled with the sound of holiday music, while Bomi the dog yapped excitedly, circling Teo.

Jihoon and Miyoung greeted you both with wide smiles and warm hugs. Teo rushed forward, carefully presenting the cookies to his grandparents. “We made this just for you!” he exclaimed, his voice brimming with pride. “Teo, these look wonderful!” Miyoung exclaimed as Teo showed them the cookies with pride, though a few were a bit misshapen from his enthusiastic cutting earlier.

“Merry Christmas Eve!” Jaehyun said, pulling his mother into a hug. His father ruffled Teo’s hair, laughing as the boy beamed up at them, clearly enjoying the attention.

“Merry Christmas Eve!” Miyoung beamed, ushering Jaehyun and you inside. “It’s so wonderful to see you!” She said to you, wrapping you in a hug.

“Happy Holidays!” Jihoon added with his dimpled smile. “We’re glad you could join us!”

The dining table was a beautiful sight, adorned with a festive tablecloth and decorated with a centerpiece made of pinecones and holly. The family gathered around and began setting the table together, placing the cookies and the beautifully decorated pistachio dacquoise alongside some Korean dishes, like tteokguk.

As everyone settled down for dinner, Miyoung began sharing heartwarming stories from their time in the US. Teo listened intently, with Bomi curled up at his feet.

As the warmth of the home wrapped around you all, Miyoung turned to you. “Sweetie, how’s your family doing? We’ve missed hearing about them.”

You smiled, your eyes shining with fond memories. “They’re doing fine, thank you! Everyone’s busy with their own lives, but we keep in touch. I really hope to see them soon.”

Jihoon nodded, encouragingly. “Send them our greetings! We wish them a merry Christmas and a great year. Any plans to visit?”

“Hopefully, yes!” you replied, excitement creeping into your voice. “I’m trying to plan a trip back home soon. We could go together; my house is big enough for everyone!”

Miyoung’s face brightened instantly. “That would be amazing! We’ve heard so much about your country—and the nature there, it sounds incredible!”

After the meal, Jaehyun and Miyoung decided it was time for some music. They moved to the grand piano in the living room, and as Miyoung began to play a cheerful Christmas melody, Jaehyun joined in, harmonizing beautifully. The music wove through the room, drawing everyone closer together.

As the night drew on, the house hummed with energy, the fireplace casting a soft, golden glow. Jihoon raised his glass, his voice calm and steady. “To family, to love, and to all the little things that make moments like these last,” he said with a smile, his eyes meeting each of yours.

Teo couldn’t sit still any longer. He hopped off his chair to start the gift exchange. One by one, the presents were unwrapped, each followed by laughter and playful teasing.

“Teo, you outdid yourself this year,” Jaehyun said as Teo handed out a final package to his grandparents with a flourish. It wasn’t the most neatly wrapped present, but the joy on his face made it perfect.

As the evening drew to a close, Jihoon and Miyoung gathered you, Jaehyun, and Teo in the living room for a warm goodbye. “Thank you for a lovely evening!” you said, your heart full. “We had such a great time.”

Once outside, Jaehyun gently carried the sleeping Teo in his arms while you held onto the bags filled with gifts. As you arrived home, you tiptoed into the living room to avoid waking the little one.

“Let’s put the gifts under the tree,” you whispered, a hint of excitement lighting up your expression.

As you carefully placed each gift beneath the beautifully decorated tree, you suddenly remembered something. “Jay, you have to eat the cookies and drink the milk!”

Jaehyun chuckled, his stomach full from the delightful dinner. “Baby, I can’t. I’m too full.”

You pouted playfully. “But we have to! Teo will get sad if he sees them untouched! I’ll eat the cookies; you drink the milk.”

“Why can’t you drink the milk?” Jaehyun asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Jaehyun, I can tell it’s whole milk,” you replied with a teasing smile. “I only drink plant-based!”

“Fine! I’ll drink the milk; you eat the cookies.” Jaehyun gave in, shaking his head with a grin.

With laughter echoing through the room, you carried on with the little holiday tradition—sharing cookies and milk and making sure Teo would wake up to a delightful surprise in the morning. The cozy warmth of the evening stayed with you, a perfect prelude to the magic of the Christmas ahead.

a/n: last week i was so busy i couldn’t post 😭 but i’ll try to post the rest when i can 💌 reblogs and comments are appreciated 🫶🏼

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la-femme-au-collier-vert · 4 months ago

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From The Library of Anne Rice (Part 1)

A list of books owned by Anne Rice including annotation information taken from auction listings at Bonham's, October 2024. Will continue in Part 2.

Frazer, James G. The Golden Bough: A Study in Magic and Religion (abridged edition).New York: MacMillan Publishing Co., 1963. She writes on the flyleaf in June of 2012: "When I bought this book I don't know. I know I read it or a copy of it in the 1980s when writing The Vampire Lestat. It is essential to me." On the jacket spine she has added "Sacred!"

Frazer, James G. The Golden Bough: A Study in Magic and Religion. 1981. Marked on the cover, "Gift to Stan from Anne 1985 / Save Always, AR," and internally reads in Stan's handwriting: "A gift to me from Anne because I've never read it."

Gaskell, Elizabeth. Tales of Mystery & the Macabre. Wordsworth edition, 2007. bears Rice's ownership signature to title page ("Anne Rice / May 29, 2012 / The Desert") and is tabbed and annotated throughout.

Gaskell, Elizabeth. North and South. Penguin Books, 2000. bears her ownership signature on the title page.

Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom the Bell Tolls. New York: Charles Scribner's Son, 1940. Original beige cloth stamped cover and spine, in facsimile dust jacket. First edition with the Scribner's "A" on the copyright page. With Post-it note to front pastedown indicating that the book was a gift "From Becket and Christina / Christmas / 2012."

King, B. B. & David Ritz. Blues All Around Me: The Autobiography of B.B. King. New York: Avon Books, 1996. First edition, inscribed to "To Anne / All the best to you / B.B. King / 10-18-96."

Montgomery, L.M. Anne of Green Gables. Cutchogue, NY: Buccaneer Books, 1976. Anne Rice ownership signature dated February 7, 2015, Palm Desert. Annotated on front pastedown; "It's immediately a pleasure, and making me want to write."

Montgomery, L.M. Emily's Quest. Oxford City Press, 2009. Anne Rice ownership signature dated February 21, 2015; annotated and tabbed.

Montgomery, L.M. Emily Climbs. Sourcebooks, 2014. Anne Rice ownership signature dated February 12, 2015.

Montgomery, L.M. Emily of New Moon. Ameron House, c.2015. Anne Rice ownership signature dated February 6, 2015, inscribed: "Reading the paperback and loving it so much I had to have a hardcover."

Montgomery, L.M. The Blue Castle. Sourcebooks, 2011. Anne Rice ownership signature dated May 12, 2015 to title page.

Puzo, Mario. The Godfather. New York: Putnam, 1969. Book club edition. On May 26 and 27, 2013, she writes, "Badly need this, Studying in detail" and on page 74 she writes, "Note how easily it flows." She has great praise for the nimbleness of the novel's p.o.v. and is often asking herself "how can I learn from this?" On p 225 she writes, "This is a most impressive piece of work and is masterly. Again I marvel at vocabulary, tone, and placement—organization of the book. I fight OCD as I write, I've come to see that, and this helps me to see what this novel accomplishes. Presenting the Don as a 'great' man, a 'genius,' without apology is a conscious approach that is so powerful."

Puzo, Mario. The Godfather. Another copy, later edition, lacking jacket. With Anne Rice's ownership signature.

Puzo, Mario. The Godfather Papers and Other Confessions. London; William Heinneman, 1972.

Puzo, Mario. The Fortunate Pilgrim. New York: Random House, 1997. Anne Rice ownership signature.

Wallace, Lew. Ben-Hur: A Tale of the Christ. New York and London: Harper & Brothers, 1908. Anne Rice re-read this copy of Ben-Hur in 2006, a used copy she picked up somewhere, leaving detailed marginalia throughout and summing up her thoughts on the first flyleaf: "12-12-06: This is an amazing achievement: a Judeo-Christian novel. Jewish history and honor are here! And a woman tells this history to her son! How did we get away from this to The Robe ... 12-15-06: I've spent over two days reading & studying this wonderful book. It does seem unique—and it covers an amazing amt of material including a physical description of Our Lord, the crucifixion, etc. It is not anti-semitic. It presents Jews as exotic, 'oriental.' It has a primitive quality ... why is the prose so difficult? so 'dated'? Compare to Dickens." Rice's notes in the margin often compare the novel to (presumably the 1959 version of) the film, finding the novel superior in every way, and commenting more than once on its structural similarities to Dickens: "the whole spectacle and the co-incidence" (p 166).

Cleland, John. 1709-1789. Fanny Hill or Memoirs of a Woman of Pleasure. New York: Penguin Books, 1985. Annotated and with ownership signature to the title page: "Anne Rice / January 2014 / Palm Desert." Rice underscores Cleland's descriptions of bodies and physical acts, and in particular, wonders about the novel's p.o.v.: on p 108 she writes in the margin, "Is this a man's view? A gay man? An author who is male and female?"

Clinton, Bill. Born 1946. My Life. New York: Alfred Knopf, 2004. Jacket spine with label "From the library of Anne Rice" laid down to tail. First edition, inscribed on the title page, "To Anne—After doing this book, I admire you even more—Bill Clinton." with: a note on the Office of William J. Clinton letterhead: "2/17 —Huma—For author ANNE RICE.—Thanks, Sally." When Clinton published his memoir in 2024, Rice was one of the VIPs to receive a presentation copy, in which he expresses his admiration for her work after having written a book of his own.

Bellman, Henry. 1882-1945. Kings Row. New York: Simon and Schuster, 1943. Annotated and with ownership signature to front free endpaper: "Anne Rice / June 27, 2013 / Palm Desert." Rice has carefully read and annotated this copy, complementing the writing (particularly when Bellamann writes about Father Donovan) and adds a long note on the rear pastedown: "Pages & pages of this book are about the mind—about how the mind learns, expands, grows, experiences." Sometimes her comments are in conversation with the text, as when, on p 153, she underlines the town of Auvergne and writes "Auvergne, what a coincidence! As I plan a trip there and write about Lestat!"

Dickens, Charles. David Copperfield. New York: Penguin Classics, 2014. With ownership signature of Anne Rice dated June 11, 2018, tabbed and annotated throughout. On the preliminary leaf of Copperfield, Rice writes, "Again with my beloved David, and my beloved Dickens. I have just read Claire Tomalink 'The Invisible Woman' and her later bio of Dickens. I'm writing my new novel in my head."

Dickens, Charles. Great Expectations. New York: Penguin Classics, 2008. Signed and dated June 15, 2018, tabbed and annotated throughout.

Rawlings, Marjorie Kinnen. South Moon Under. New York, London: Charles Scribner's Sons, 1933 (undated later facsimile edition).

Mitchell, Margaret, Gone With the Wind. New York: [Simon and Schuster], 2011. Rice reread this copy in March of 2015, tabbing dozens of pages and commenting in the margins.

Tolstoy, Leo. War and Peace. New York: Alfred Knopf, 2007. The first date on this copy of War and Peace is June 30, 2010, and Rice writes: "The Desert / Being reborn in Tolstoy, studying at his feet—Searching for the Christ who is bigger than religion." In a different ink, Rice adds at the top of the same page, "Revisiting 7-16-17—Having seen much of the new BBC series with Lily James as Natasha." Rice has tabbed the pages throughout this volume and made extensive notes on character development and theme. On the rear flyleaf, she adds, "'Life is everything...' p 10064— use for L" as well as "The guiltlessness of suffering (do we make ourselves suffer to be guiltless)?"

Tolstoy, Leo. Anna Karinina. Translated by Rosamund Bartlett. Oxford: Oxford University Press, 2014. Signed and annotated February 19, 2015. Heavily tabbed, especially in the center part of the novel, and noted on the front flyleaf: "Reading chunks of the story of Levin & Kitty / So beautiful and smooth—"

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periracha · 1 year ago

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☾ pairing: Dad!Chan x Mom!Reader ☾ wc: 2k ☾ genre: fluff, boring domesticity (gasp) ☾ cw: Christmas themes, kids, suggestive jokes, me trying to be funny idk, language, chan being chan ☾ summary: the bangs get in the holiday spirit! ☾ a/n: wanted to get a whole aesthetic and masterlist up for this blog before i posted anything but this little idea had my brain in a chokehold all day so,,,,enjoy ! also, let me know if I should continue writing this family so i can give them names, etc. yes this piece is fluff but this blog is 18+, MDNI

Ripples start to splash against the inside of your mug as you set it down on the coffee table that has been pushed aside for the evening to allow enough room for you and your husband.

“Clearing the living room floor the second both kids are down and out?” Chan asks with a wiggle of his eyebrow.

“Bit risky but I can work with this” he says while straining his neck and pulling his left arm across his chest in a stretch in preparation.

You look up at him when a scoff falls from your lips, “ha yeah you wish. Now get the wrapping paper from the closet”

“Please” you add with a sarcastic smile and sweet like honey tone.

He blinked at you silently for a split second before he huffed out a big sigh, “Oh thank god. I don’t think my back could handle these hardwood floors like it used to” he finishes as he makes his way to the hallway closet.

“Mmm unfortunately the only action these floors have been getting lately is spilled juice and probably some dusty cheetos the kids kicked under the couch” you joke as Chan meets you on the floor with wrapping supplies and gifts.

A quiet laugh in agreement leaves his lips.

“She’s gonna love this” Chan says with a grin so wide it meets his eyes.

He’s holding up a Bluey plushie that plays a few catchphrases from the show when its paw is squeezed.

“She better…. I’m running out of reasons why she can’t buy it every time we go to the store” you say as you cut wrapping paper big enough to wrap the doll and hand it to him.

Your daughter had wanted this little plushie for months now, always asking to stop by the toy section whenever you visit your local department store. You quickly learned that simply telling her the store didn’t have anymore wasn’t gonna fly with her. She always found a way to swindle you into the toy aisles, finding the plushie every time. Distracting her with books or other small toys could only get you so far; luckily Christmas was only a few days away and you both would soon see the joy on her face when she opened her gift.

“How do you even wrap these things??” Chan huffed out with a bewildered look on his face; his brows drawn tight and his eyes wide open. The piece of wrapping paper you had given him was creased all over, and covered in way too many pieces of tape that didn’t actually do anything to keep the paper together.

A giggle started in your chest but you choked it down with a fake cough. Chan was used to being good at almost anything he put his mind to.

Dancing? Easy.

Singing? No Problem.

Writing thousands of unique songs that differed in their own ways? Piece of cake.

Sports? Absolutely.

Wrapping a small gift for his three year old daughter? Not so much.

Carefully, you took the small doll from his hand and replaced it with a box of bath toys for your son.

“Here, let me handle this…and you wrap these” you said nonchalantly as soon as you made the switch; immediately working on your new task at hand.

Chan gawked at you with a goofy smile on his face, “You don’t think I can do it?...you’re demoting me to only wrapping boxes?” he laughed while feigning offense.

“No no no!”, you waved off, “you’re just soooo good! Better than me! The best actually!” you rushed out while trying to contain your laughter but ultimately failing.

Chan looked at you with pointed eyes, but had a wide smile plastered on his face the entire time. He looked like he was going to say something in retaliation but decided against it, letting out a small chuckle and shaking his head instead while he got to work on the box.

Many presents later you were both feeling the ache deep in your lower back from hunching over on the floor.

“Okay that's enough for me, I’m tapping out,” Chan said stretching his back with a yawn.

You yawned and simply shook your head up and down in agreement, thinking about how you were too tired to even keep your eyes open.

You got up and gathered all your wrapping supplies to store away.

“Oh! Can you take all those and put them under the tree?” you asked him while pointing to the group of gifts.

He hummed a quick mhm and started gathering them in his arms.

“Make sure to put Bluey on top of the one of the taller presents so they can’t get to it” you called out as you made your way to your room.

“Yep, got it” Chan quickly responded before placing all the presents down and making his way to follow you to your bedroom.

The next day went blissfully as usual; waking up way too early to cries before the sun is even fully out, only to finally get your son back down and you barely back in bed before your daughter barges in demanding French toast stat.

Did you even have all the ingredients for french toast?

You already got one kid handled, Chan could handle this one.

You lightly kicked him in the leg as he laid beside you to wake him up before you made yourself comfortable to fall back asleep.

When you did wake up, you grabbed your son and met your husband and daughter in the living room, setting him down to crawl around the rug.

“Good morning love”, Chan greeted you with a kiss to your cheek and sliding his arms around your waist in a loose hug.

You hummed a good morning back before resting your head against his chest.

“My turn! My turn!” your daughter yelled entirely too close to your eardrum as she stood on the couch in an attempt to be as eye level as she could with you.

“Coffee?” Chan asked with a smirk as he let you go and made his way to the kitchen.

“Ohhh yeah” you answered before turning your attention fully on your daughter.

She puckered her lips and stood on her tiptoes in an attempt to copy her dad’s previous actions. You bent down and she kissed your cheek, “Good morning, mommy!”, she giggled before flopping down on the couch.

“Oh it is a good morning!” you smiled back to her before tickling her to get some hugs in.

Chan met you back in the living room with your fresh cup of coffee as you both sat on the couch, watching your children play together in the early morning hours.

Your son crawled towards the christmas tree and before you could get up to grab him he had already bumped into a few presents, causing one of them to go off.

“Hello! Hehehe”

The noise immediately caught your daughter's attention and her head snapped towards the tree before her eyes widened. You could see the wheels starting to turn in her head to try and make sense of what just happened when you looked over at Chan who was sporting a mortified look. Jaw hung open and downward, eyes widening and moving around the room at everyone’s faces.

The damn Bluey doll had gone off and one of her most wanted presents was most likely spoiled now.

“WHAT WAS THAT?” she rushed out, walking closer to the tree.

“Your brother!” Chan blurted out way too quickly before tightening his lip into a flat line, realizing what he just did.

Your daughter stopped dead in her tracks and looked at the both of you.

“What???” she asked again, her eyes darting between yours and Chan’s a few times.

“He can talk??, “ she screamed, bewildered at the new information being thrown at her all too quickly, pointing at him and eyes wide as saucers.

You let out a huff of air and forced yourself to take a sip of your coffee, hoping to buy you some time, waiting for your brain to kick on. It was too early for this.

Chan looked at you waiting for you to come in and save the conversation but you had nothing. How were you supposed to convince a 3 year old that her 8 month old brother could now speak when he’s never done that before.

You’re on your own here. You thought to yourself as your eyes met Chan’s again. His face still stuck in the same shocked expression.

“Uhh…yeah..yeah…?” Chan tried to get out nonchalantly but it ended up coming out more like a question and high pitched tone, before clearing his throat.

Your son had now crawled toward your daughter and started grabbing at her legs to get her attention.

You needed a moment to think but your daughter would absolutely follow you wherever you went to…. Unless…?

You coughed into your arm dramatically, “ooooh mommy needs medicine, I will be right back” you said before quickly standing up and making your way to the hallway cabinets before she could stop you.

Even the possibility of being around cough medicine, seeing it with her own eyes, was enough to keep your daughter from following you. She was not about to risk having to take that, yucky grape stuff, as she likes to call it.

Chan followed after you, staying in the open area to keep an eye on the two kids.

“So our 8 month old is saying full words now is he?” you asked, raising your eyebrows when he got closer to you.

“I panicked okay!”, he screamed in a hushed tone.

“So you blame it on the baby?!” you asked in disbelief, a laugh starting in the bottom of your throat. You tightened your lips in an effort to stop the smile you knew was coming.

“What else was I supposed to say it came from?” Chan asked with a strained laugh, “you were no help!” he accused, pointing his finger and narrowing his gaze.

“I don’t know Chan! The TV? Your phone?” you huffed out off the top of your head and throwing your hands in the air.

“Hm. yeah that would’ve been good”, he said staring at the floor, realizing just how easy those would’ve been to explain away to a child.

He stepped back from you to get a better look at your kids a few steps away. His brow furrowed so you stepped forward to see what he was looking at.

Your daughter was sitting directly across from your son with a serious expression on her face, no more playing going on in sight.

“What..what are you guys doing?” Chan asked loud enough for your kids to hear.

Your daughter looked back at him, “Waiting,” she said matter of factly before refocusing her attention back on her brother.

“Waiting foorrr?” Chan asked, raising his eyebrows as you both took a step toward them.

“Him to talk again” she answered without bothering to even look at Chan this time, her serious gaze never leaving her brother's face. He was babbling and drooling while playing with the legs of her pajama pants.

You both couldn’t contain the laughs that came from your mouths. Today was going to be a long day.

You couldn’t wipe the smile from your face as you thought about your family’s antics. Never a boring day in the Bang household, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Hey Chan, what did you do with the matching talking Bingo we wrapped last night?”

“Shit”

©periracha, 2023.

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roseofdarknessblog · 1 year ago

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Christmas baby | Levi Ackerman

You’ve always loved Christmas and everything that came with the holiday season. But for the last couple of years, Christmas has been special thanks to your partner. Since Levi was a Christmas baby, as you loved to call him, the holidays became even more remarkable to you.

Making everything perfect for Levi and his special day was your priority every single year. He didn’t like big noisy celebrations or people making a fuss out of his birthday. So every year, you made sure to spend the 25th of December in a calm and loving atmosphere. Sometimes at home and sometimes away on a little vacation somewhere nice.

„Good morning, sleepy head,“ you said with a huge smile when Levi walked into the kitchen. It was bright and early, the sun was only coming up, making the thick layer of snow outside sparkle in the sunlight. Your whole house was full of warm yellow glow, making everything seem extra cozy. „Breakfast is almost ready.“

Levi shook his head with a sleepy smirk, coming up to you and hugging you around the waist from behind. His lips pressed a warm kiss behind your ear, while you were finishing up with the special breakfast for your most beloved.

„Happy Birthday and also Merry Christmas,“ you said joyfully, looking over your shoulder to meet his lips in another tender kiss. His grip around your waist tightened a little, keeping you close.

„Thank you, love. Merry Christmas to you too.“ He rested his head against yours, watching you finish his favorite French toast with pieces of fried bacon. It was a lovely combination, mainly with Levi’s special winter-flavored caramel tea. „Do we have any plans for today?“

„No, not really. Maybe we could go for a walk if the weather stays nice. I love how quiet and peaceful the world outside is during the holiday season.“

„Yeah, that sounds nice. Maybe we can visit my mom, too.“

„I talked to her yesterday, she’s coming over for lunch tomorrow. And she’s expecting us for dinner today.“ You and Kuchel had an amazing relationship. She truly was a saint, who always had so much love for both you and her son. Even her brother Kenny liked catching up with you when he came for a quick visit or if you met at Kuchel’s house.

As you kept talking, both of you sat down at the dining table and enjoyed breakfast together. While you served the food, Levi made tea. Since there was nowhere to hurry, you could truly enjoy each and every moment, cherishing the time spent together on this very special day.

The house was nice and quiet, and all you could hear were the sounds of nature from outside. When you looked out the window, you saw tiny snowflakes drifting around and making the outside scenery even more lovely. It was such a huge contrast to everything you saw around you in the house – the Christmas tree, all the decorations and the fire peacefully burning in the fireplace, making the house warm and cozy.

The day of Levi’s birthday nor Christmas were ever about giving one another a huge amount of gifts. The best thing about the entire holidays were actually the days leading up to them. When you found time to decorate and bake together. Dance around the house to gentle Christmas music and fool around the kitchen, making a huge mess in the process and then cleaning it all up while tasting your sweet creations.

Yes, the actual holidays were beautiful and filled with love and gratitude, but those very last days before them had some unique kind of magic you looked forward to every single year. And Levi too. He adored helping you get everything ready. Despite all the tasks, he found it relaxing and assuring in a way. All the hustle before the holidays made him feel grateful that he had a special someone to share all of this with.

„What?“ Levi asked, when he caught you looking at him with a smile on your lips, while he was still finishing his breakfast. You shook your head and looked into your already empty plate. „No, tell me. What’s the matter?“

„Nothing, I just... I love you.“ He smirked at your shy expression as you said that. Almost as if you were saying it for the very first time. „And I’m so grateful that we can celebrate another holiday together,“ you added, reaching out your hand and stroking his cheek lovingly.

Levi slightly turned his head and pressed a kiss into your palm, leaning into your touch a bit more. The calm and content expression on his beautiful face made you feel all the joy in the entire universe.

„How about showing me just how much you love me?“ he teased and before you knew it, he pulled you over to sit on his lap, his arms wrapping around your waist tightly.

„Don’t you want to unwrap your presents first?“ you asked, playfully running your thumb over his lower lip. With a smirk, Levi’s hands slipped under your shirt and onto your lower back, his touch warm and gentle.

„Hmm, there’s one very special gift I can’t wait to unwrap,“ he mumbled in a low voice, his lips gently brushing against your mouth. One of his hands traveled up your back underneath your shirt, holding you close. His eyes locked with yours, full of love and hunger for your body. „Maybe we could get to it now, so later we can go for that walk you mentioned earlier,“ he continued teasing you, while his other hand slipped out from underneath your shirt and into your hair.

„It’s your special day. So you’re the one to say that we’ll be doing.“

„Trust me, I’ll enjoy this fact very much,“ he whispered into your lips and stood up, lifting you off his lap. With your legs wrapped around his waist, he made his way back to the bedroom, your lips staying pressed together in a passionate kiss for the entire time.

It was his birthday, after all. So it was only fair to grant him every little pleasure his heart desired.

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prettyplumpkitty · 2 months ago

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What gifts did the family get this year?

Ahhh, thank you for asking!

This year was huge on instruments. One son got bongos & a new drum throne & drumsticks & accessories for his drum kit. Another got an expensive synthesizer/vocoder & a bass guitar. The eldest boy got harmonicas with a cage for them & a capo & an ebow for his guitar. It was an amazing Christmas Day, hearing everyone jam in their own unique styles.

I got mister a deluxe Ghostbusters cardigan. He got me the most righteous pair of mid-heel electric guitar shoes.

All in all, a great holiday.🌲

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peggy-sue-reads-a-book · 1 year ago

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Friends, Romans, mutuals!

My sister will be home for Christmas from her job at a children’s home in a third world country (I will not specify the organization in the interest of the children’s privacy). All the toys in the home are secondhand and hard plastic. That is to say, the toddlers are able to choose violence, which no one wants. There are no soft toys nor any personal belongings for the youngest children. Between now and my sister’s return, my goal is to handmake 25+ teddy bears to send back with her. I will not be able to send these fuzzy bois by mail because American goods are taxed too heavily. The clock do be ticking and also like this bear is such a little guy.

My heart is as full of love as my bank account is full of cobwebs. Consider help my dumb broke ass buy yarn by contributing any amount to this fund.

However, certain contributions will come with the following rewards:

$5 USD — 10 HCs for a mythical/folklore ship of your choice, including self ship.

$10 USD — Single page minimum one-shot, again, ship of your choice OR editing service for a 1k word fiction.

+ $10 at least two pages of your silly little scenario you twiddle your thumbs to at night. I see you over there. Yearning. Alternately, I can help you with a 2k word piece of your own.

Again, I do not chose to reveal look-upable info on the children’s home, but any and all contributors will receive a picture of their sponsored 🧸 in their ask box as online (read: eternal) evidence of their legitimacy and good-personhood. The Theodore Bears (named for my youngest son) are an original pattern I wrote myself and will be handmaking. Please consider what it means to a child to have a unique gift, purely to call your own.

Even if you are not able to contribute, (we get it) it would mean so much to us were you to share or blaze my post for a quick signal boost.

Much love to you all,

Peggy

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(Suggestion from @shouldwemaybe)

Isle Christmas traditions

The Isle of the lost isn’t a place many would consider “merry”…quite the opposite actually, joy is an unknown emotion to most residents of the Isle, schadenfreude sure, but not any forms of Joy or merriment. When winter rolls around, and when Auradonians start getting ready for the holidays, Isle residents find their own ways to celebrate…though that term is used loosely, more so “things done to make the winter more bearable”.

The pirates often found winter to be the ample time for “caroling”, or more accurately “getting drunk and singing sea shanties at the top of your lungs to distract yourself from the frostbite” (pirate ships aren’t exactly known for being warm places to sleep). This was a tradition that the lost revenge crew found themselves partaking in during Uma’s absence (Uma wasn’t very fond of the tradition as the pirates drunken singing often drove away customers). Harry, as de facto captain in Uma’s absence, was definitely a leader in this intoxicated choir, because if he drank enough rum and sang enough shanties…who’s to say his fingertips weren’t turning dark blue? Severe frostbite? No! You’re just drunk! (Safe to say Uma was less than pleased once Gil spilled the beans after she asked him where all the new scars on Harry’s hands came from)

The Tremaine’s were a more sophisticated lot, often decorating their apartment above the salon with whatever tossed out and broken ornaments from Auradon that came in on the barges, Anthony doing his best to make a nice dinner with whatever food was the least spoiled, and little Dizzy making gifts for her family, often taking inspiration from what she saw Evie wearing on TV and daydreaming about when she would get to Auradon and would be able to give her grandmother a broach made of real emerald or give Anthony a new coat not made from leather scraps

If you were of the more religious variety, Claud Frollo often held church services from inside the crepery (a church to some), though attendance tended to be low since most people abandoned their gods once they realized they were on the isle. The Tremaine’s were often in attendance, on occasion Captain Hook would be there if the sober guilt started getting to him, maybe a couple goblins wandered inside. Claudine didn’t mind her father’s sermons, it was nice change from him berating her and calling her a sin and disappointment. She always sat at the register listening to her father speak as she continued to serve customers that weren’t there for religion

The Legume family had their own traditions. Gaston would take his sons on a “hunting trip” on the far side of the isle, well…except Gil, he was too busy making sure no one had to cut off Harry’s hands because of the frostbite he refused to acknowledge. This hunting trip usually consisted of picking off whatever wildlife managed to survive on the isle and then taking it home for Gaston’s wife to cook into…they wouldn’t call it a feast, more so the only decent food the Legume boys are gonna see for a while. Gil’s stepmother, though married to Gaston, wasn’t terrible, she always saved a little bit of meat for Gil for when he came home, it wasn’t much but, better than nothing

Overall, the Isle of the lost is far from merry or very festive but…people adapt

Hope you liked this! It’s kinda short and admittedly not my best work (it’s kinda hard to come up with unique traditions while keeping the Isle’s normal levels of overall shittiness) I’d love to flesh out some of these ideas though so let me know if you have one in particular you’d like to see made into it’s own story! And feel free to keep giving me festive writing prompts!

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themculibrary · 2 months ago

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Christmas One-Shots Masterlist 2

part one

70 Christmases To Make Up For (ao3) - Team_Free_Tardis_Deduction steve/bucky G, 6k

Summary: Steve had spent Christmas alone each year after he'd awoken from his 70 year slumber; now, with his best bud Bucky back, they have a hell of a lot of Christmases to make up for.

A Merry Merc For Christmas (ao3) - Nrem511 peter/wade E, 7k

Summary: After Peter gets invited to a Christmas Eve party at Stark Tower, Wade feels left out, but then help arrives in the form of a familiar face who lets Wade in on a secret about Tony Stark. A fluffy Christmas Spideypool story, with a side order of spicy fun.

An Avengers Christmas (ao3) - CactusSquid loki/mobius, steve/bucky, pepper/tony G, 1k

Summary: Mobius and Loki’s first Christmas is spent with the Avengers.

Family, fluff, and chaos in ensues.

a unique spark of interest (ao3) - Orange_Coyote steve/tony G, 2k

Summary: Steve and Bucky make their way to the annual Christmas dinner put on by their friend Sam, but this year a new person joins their little group. Steve doesn't make the best first impression, but he hopes he more than makes up for it in the long run.

A Year-end Miracle (ao3) - ElectrumMonsterRhapsody loki/tony T, 4k

Summary: Since the birth of his son, Tony has done everything he can to make him happy and spend as much time with him as possible but, with Christmas approaching, he's going to need a little help. Fortunately, he may have just found the right person. Tony just had to remember not to fall in love with the gorgeous babysitter.

Christmas Cookies (ao3) - JBankai89 steve/bucky E, 3k

Summary: Bucky is baking up a storm in Avengers Tower. Steve is feeling neglected.

Christmas fairs and playful moods (ao3) - Writerofthelorde steve/bucky G, 1k

Summary: Modern AU of skinny Steve and pre war Bucky walking down a christmas fair while being in a hilarious and playful mood. Playful Steve, who's secretly pining for his best friend, sees an opportunity he can't ignore.

Frost Burn (ao3) - WindChimeGhost G, 4k

Summary: After repairing Jolnir/Santa’s house, Loki is held by the Light Elves until the big man returns to finish out the trickster’s punishment.

Gifts (ao3) - Micktrex jemma/daisy G, 17k

Summary: (Sequel to Scare Tactics) Christmas approaches while Skye struggles with her new feelings for Jemma, only to have them overshadowed by an event that changes her forever. (Skimmons)

Gloves Exist in Pairs (ao3) - ReiVreeKa sam/bucky G, 2k

Summary: A one-shot story about Sam's struggle with one of Bucky's nightmare episodes and how it ignited his desire to love and cherish Bucky and be with him through thick and thin for the rest of his life.

Home for the Holidays (ao3) - petertheparkerpus_mjmonogram mj/peter G, 2k

Summary: The holidays after the reveal

If Only In My Dreams (ao3) - ElisabethMonroe bucky/sarah G, 3k

Summary: When a threat takes Sarah and the boys away from home on Christmas, Bucky finds a way to bring a little bit of home to them

I Hunger for Your Touch (ao3) - DogOverMyAnkles katy/shang-chi M, 2k

Summary: It's Christmastime in Shangqi's new apartment. After staying the night as she's done before, Katy wakes with a sore shoulder from training. Shangqi discovers her in the living room as she's watching the pottery scene from Ghost, and things get heated.

Lover (ao3) - BrokenBookAddict phil/melinda T, 1k

Summary: After all the festivities, the team enjoy the last few hours of Christmas day.

Lucky to be Alive (ao3) - Captain_Danvers16 G, 2k

Summary: What happens when a dog owner attempts to kill another dog owner, then finds out they’re a fellow dog owner.

Rockin Around the Christmas Tree (ao3) - Blondie2000 loki/sylvie T, 2k

Summary: "Sylvie." This time he said it more clearly but his voice shook with emotion. She gives him an reassuring smile.

"I'm here Loki."

"But...What are you...What are you doing here?"

"What does it look like?" She opens the box. "I'm here to decorate the bloody tree."

"Tree?"

"You turned this Godforsaken place into a freaking tree and as it's Christmas I thought we should decorate it."

"Christmas? Tree?"

"Christmas tree you got it."

Secret Santa (ao3) - Glittercat34 harley/peter N/R, 2k

Summary: The Avengers are doing a Secret Santa! Harley needs to find the perfect gift for Peter...

This December (ao3) - crazynoona darcy/loki G, 1k

Summary: In one particularly early morning, Darcy woke up to find her scattered gifts were already wrapped and a certain god was reigning over her kitchen.

Tony Stark is Killing It, In Terms Of Husbands Talking About Problems (ao3) - Dillian loki/tony T, 1k

Summary: My favorite part about Thor Ragnarok was how it looks like Thor and :Loki are starting to get past their differences, and reconnect with each other as brothers and comrades-in-arms. This story comes out of that.

A story about myself: One time my ex and I were visiting my sister and her husband. Afterward my ex was all mad, because she said my sister and her family had been being "mean" to me. I loved her so much for being a protector, and taking my side. In this story, Tony is being the protector, and wanting to take care of his husband, who's big brother was so "mean," when he was visiting for Christmas.

Understanding My Language (ao3) - BurdenedWithPointlessPurpose bucky/clint E, 6k

Summary: Sometimes a different outlet is needed and over the last few months Clint has helped Bucky Barnes find one. How truly different is superhero work from vigilante work anyways? In their opinion not much. A similar mindset that has led them to a beautiful secret relationship. The kind where brooding is foreplay and arson is a turn on.

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13 brillantes maneras de celebrar Hanukkah en Los Ángeles

🇪🇸 Hanukkah 2024 se celebra en Los Ángeles del 25 de diciembre al 2 de enero, coincidiendo con Navidad y ofreciendo una gran variedad de eventos para disfrutar de esta festividad. Entre los más destacados se encuentran las ceremonias de encendido de la menorá en lugares como el Fashion Island de Newport Beach el 29 de diciembre, el centro de Santa Mónica del 25 de diciembre al 1 de enero, y en la playa de Venice con una divertida fiesta de latkes y sufganiyot el 25 de diciembre. También se destacan las actividades en el Farmers Market de Los Ángeles, donde se podrá disfrutar de la construcción de menorás de Lego y cantos típicos. Si te gustan los latkes y los dulces tradicionales, hay restaurantes como Canter’s Deli y Charlie’s Kosher Delicatessen donde probar estas delicias. Además, para los más activos, hay un evento de patinaje sobre hielo con una menorá gigante en el Toyota Training Center de El Segundo el 25 de diciembre. Los mercadillos navideños también son una excelente opción para encontrar regalos únicos. Estos eventos reflejan la alegría y la luz que caracteriza a Hanukkah, ¡perfectos para compartir con la familia y amigos!

🇺🇸 Hanukkah 2024 is celebrated in Los Angeles from December 25 to January 2, coinciding with Christmas and offering a wide range of events to enjoy this holiday. Some of the most notable events include menorah lighting ceremonies in places such as Fashion Island in Newport Beach on December 29, the Santa Monica center from December 25 to January 1, and Venice Beach, where there’s a fun latke and sufganiyot party on December 25. Other activities include the Farmers Market in Los Angeles, where you can build Lego menorahs and enjoy singing. If you love latkes and traditional sweets, restaurants like Canter’s Deli and Charlie’s Kosher Delicatessen are perfect spots to try these treats. For the more active, there’s an ice skating event with a giant menorah at the Toyota Training Center in El Segundo on December 25. Holiday markets are also a great place to find unique gifts. These events reflect the joy and light that define Hanukkah, perfect for sharing with family and friends!

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noisycowboyglitter · 6 months ago

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Best Bartender Ever: How to Create an Unforgettable Bar Experience

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the Winter Ones: Folkloric Figures of Winter, Yule, & Christmas

by Keziah

The winter holidays are ebbing ever closer for those of us in the Northern Hemisphere. With each passing year, more and more practitioners of witchcraft and/or followers of pagan paths have looked to taking up the customs of their ancestors or incorporating those customs into their practices in some way. Holidays have become a popular way of embracing such traditions, traditions that can make diasporic practitioners feel a little closer to home, traditions that can bring one nearer their ancestors, traditions that can aid in making one’s practice and customs truly unique to them.

Winter has many customs and traditions, and those practices differ from region to region. One of my favorite aspects of winter is the amount of figures associated with the season – folk figures unique to the regions from which they hail. For many people, if you ask them about figures they associate with winter, you’ll hear Father Christmas, Krampus, and maybe even a nod or two to Hans Trapp, but there are so many more winter figures out there! In this post, we’ll meet a variety of these folk spirits, and we’ll learn a bit about their tales. It’s my hope that readers of this blog may find a new way of incorporating beliefs or customs of their ancestors or of their homelands (for our readers who are members of diasporic populations), and that, in doing so, their winter holidays may be brighter for it. Now, shall we dive in? Who to meet first…

GRÝLA, JÓLASVEINAR, & JÓLAKÖTTURINN

Grýla, the Yule Lads, and the Yule Cat

(Icelandic Folklore)

A prominent feature in Icelandic Christmas and Yule folklore is the tale of a mountain-dwelling family that descends upon Icelandic communities during the Yule season, or during the 13 days leading up to Christmas. This family consists of –

Grýla – a large, frightening giantess, ogress, or half-troll/half-ogre (depending on what version of the tale you hear) who feasts upon naughty children;

Jólasveinar / the Yule Lads – Grýla’s thirteen thieving, tricksy sons;

and Jólakötturinn / the Yule Cat – Grýla’s pet cat, a massive, vicious, people-eating creature.

According to lore, throughout most of the year Grýla and her crew keep to themselves in some isolated mountainous area. If not in the mountains, it’s often said that Grýla and co. live in Dimmuborgir (lava formations in north Iceland). During the Yule or Christmas season, though, Grýla and her brood leave their domain behind to bring a bit of terror to the inhabitants of Iceland.

For thirteen nights, Grýla’s sons, the Yule Lads, will leave gifts for (and party with, play games with, and perform for) well-behaved children, and leave tricks or warnings for naughty children, but this version only came about after a shift in the tone of the tale. Most sources state that the Yule Lads were once purely horrible and simply wreaked havoc for the thirteen nights leading up to Christmas. Why the change? Well, apparently the original lore was so terrifying that the parliament of Iceland officially outlawed its use as a scare tactic against children. Thus, the brighter lore of playfully mischievous Yule Lads was born, differing greatly from the ‘creepy and revolting’ ways exhibited in the earlier tales.

As the stories go, one-by-one, the Yule Lads go into inhabited areas of Iceland and sow a little terror and chaos, each carrying out his own special form of mischief. They could only do their deeds at night, and were quite terrifying to behold – large, dirty, and ‘humanoid and bestial in equal measure’ (though now most depictions of the Yule Lads feature cheerful, bearded men with woolen clothes and pointed hats). The Yule Lads arrive (one per night) starting thirteen days before Christmas, and each continues their mischief spree for thirteen nights, only then departing (again, one per night).

The Yule Lads are:

Stekkjastaur ‘Sheep-Cote Clod’ – from the 12th - 25th of December, Stekkjastaur sneaks into pens and stables to harass sheep, attempting to suckle them all, though this is made difficult by his long, stiff, wooden legs, which don’t allow him to bend his knees and kneel on the ground.

Giljagaur ‘Gully-Gawk’ – from the 13th - 26th of December, Giljagaur hides in the gullies near homes until all the household has fallen asleep. Then, he makes his way to the cowsheds to steal milk.

Stúfur ‘Stubby’ –Stúfur will, from the 14th - 27th of December, steal into homes and nab anything leftover in the pans. Some versions say he steals the pan itself, for he likes to eat the ‘crust’ left behind on them from cooking.

Þvörusleikir ‘Spoon-Licker’ – from the 15th - 28th of December, Þvörusleikir sets about his diabolical task of breaking into homes and licking all the spoons (in particular, the wooden spoons).

Pottaskefill ‘Pot-Scraper’ – from 16th - 29th of December, Pottaskefill breaks into homes to steal unwashed pots so he can lick up all that’s left, be that the remnants of sauces, broths, and gravies, or leftover bits of food. He’s also said to eat any unfinished foods from plates.

Askasleikir ‘Bowl-Licker’ – from 17th - 30th of December, Askasleikir hides beneath beds, lying in wait for anyone to set their askur down. An askur is an Icelandic wooden bowl with a lid, which, according to these Yule tales, would sometimes be carried off to bed whilst one was enjoying a late-night snack. The bowl would then be placed on the floor beside the bed or just under the bed, where Askasleikir would be waiting to scarf down whatever is left in the askur.

Hurðaskellir ‘Door-Slammer’ – from 18th - 31st of December, Hurðaskellir starts his rounds, going around slamming doors. He finds it even more fun to do whilst everyone is sleeping.

Skyrgámur ‘Skyr-Gobbler’ – from 19th of December - 01st of January, Skygámur commits the heinous act of robbing any and every pantry or refrigerator he can find of skyr, a traditional Icelandic dairy food similar to yoghurt.

Bjúgnakrækir ‘Sausage-Swiper’ – as if Skyrgámur’s antics weren’t enough, Bjúgnakrækir is a rotten old sausage thief. He sits in the rafters of homes, waiting for everyone to go to bed or to look away. Then, he steals as many sausages as he can manage. Bjúgnakrækir makes his arrival on the 20th of December and leaves on the 02nd of January.

Gluggagægir ‘Window-Peeper’ – perhaps the creepiest of the lot thus far (though someone licking all the spoons is the stuff of nightmares), Gluggagægir makes his rounds from the 21st of December - 03rd of January, peeping through windows into homes, hoping to spy something to steal.

Gáttaþefur ‘Doorway-Sniffer’ – from the 22nd of December - 04th of January, Gáttaþefur, lured to your home by the scent of freshly baked laufabrauð (‘leaf bread,’ a traditional Icelandic Christmas bread), arrives to one’s doorway and will attempt to steal the laufabrauð.

Ketkrókur ‘Meat-Hook’ – from the 23rd of December to the 05th of January, Ketkrókur would find a way to steal the meat from your kitchen. He’d hide in the pantry, behind doorways, in the rafters, up the chimney, and he’d use his long, hooked staff, or meat hook, to quickly snatch away the meat either while it was being prepared or from the holiday table itself.

Kertasníkir ‘Candle-Stealer’ or ‘Candle-Beggar’ – from the 24th of December to the 06th of January, Kertasníker, the last of the Yule of Lads, steals candles, especially from children. Candles were once typically made from tallow and were edible, and some lore states that Kertasníker would steal the candles to snack on.

Nowadays, the Yule Lads are said to leave candies and small gifts for good children, placing the goods in the shoes that kids leave on their windowsills in hopes of finding them later filled with presents. Bad children, however, are said to be left nothing but rotten potatoes.

As for Grýla, well… Grýla comes and kidnaps naughty children, loading them into her sack and carrying them back to her husband, Leppalúði (who most sources say is quite lazy and prefers to stay in his cave than to go with Grýla and the Yule Lads to terrorize Icelandic children). Grýla and Leppalúði then eat the naughty children, cooking them up in Grýla’s giant pot or cauldron. Though Grýla and Leppalúði are known to have a particular fondness for eating children, some sources also warn that they’ll eat adults caught outdoors on their own during those long, dark winter nights.

If Grýla and her husband weren’t bad enough, you still have the Yule Cat to worry about, especially if you didn’t receive any gifts of new clothes for the holidays. It’s said that the Yule Cat, on Christmas night, eats anyone it catches that isn’t wearing at least one new item of clothing.

LA BEFANA

(Italian Folklore)

With particular association with Epiphany Eve (the night of the 05th of January), La Befana is witch in Italian folklore (sometimes called, fondly, the Christmas Witch). She’s said to fly around Italy on her broom on the night of Epiphany Eve, when she visits each household with children and fills each child’s stocking with gifts or punishments, depending on whether they were well or poorly behaved. Well-behaved children receive gifts and sweets, while those who were naughtier receive a coal lump, black rock candy, or a stick. Some tales also say that La Befana (who is obsessively tidy in some variations of her origin story) may sweep or clean your house before she leaves.

La Befana is said to be a very old woman with a cheerful, kindly disposition. She dresses simply, usually wearing a shawl either around her shoulders or tied over her hair (sometimes both), and her clothes are soot-covered, as the tales say she flies into each home via the chimney. She carries a wicker basket or cloth sack filled with all of the gifts and sweets she must deliver.

In some Italian regions, bonfires are burned on Epiphany, and those bonfires sometimes feature effigies of La Befana. Many people dress as La Befana at various Epiphany events and festivals in Italy.

ST. NICHOLAS & KRAMPUS

(Central European Folklore)

On Saint Nicholas Day (observed on the 5th or 6th of December, depending on the region), many children throughout Europe (and in diasporic communities around the world), wake up excited to check in their shoes or under their pillows for gifts from St. Nicholas. St. Nicholas, is a tall, lean, cheerful old man with a long white beard, usually depicted as being dressed in fine vestments, including a cape or chasuble, and almost always wearing an ornate miter atop his head. In Central European (and some Eastern European) folklore, though, jolly old St. Nicholas does not work alone.

The Krampus travels as Saint Nicholas’ companion. Usually depicted as a large red, black, or brown demon with cloven hooves and the legs and horns of a goat, pointed ears, a long, pointed or forked tongue, and a frightening, human face with a crazed or menacing expression, Krampus is truly the stuff of childhood nightmares. Saint Nicholas and Krampus make their rounds on Krampusnacht – the night of the 05th of December. While the well-behaved children received gifts from Saint Nicholas, naughty children meet punishment at the hands of Krampus. The punishment varies from one tale to the next – some say that Krampus switches the children with birch branches; some say that Krampus devours the children, often swallowing them whole; and still other tales say that Krampus nabs the children, loading them into the basket or pouch he wears upon his back and taking them to hell.

Despite attempts by the Catholic Church to ban Krampus, belief in the goat demon is very much still alive, with festivals and parades dedicated to Krampus, such as Krampuslauf, booming in popularity.

BELSNICKEL

(Germanic Folklore)

Belsnickel (also often spelled Belschnickel or Beltznickle) is a figure of Germanic folklore that finds its origins in Rheinpfalz, a historic region of Southwestern Germany. The belief in Belsnickel finds life still yet in some areas within this region, as well as in diasporic German peoples (and the descendants thereof) in Pennsylvania Dutch communities (birthed from settlers from the Rheinpfalz region) throughout the US.

Belsnickel is a man dressed in tattered, dirtied furs and clothes. In some versions, he also wears a mask with a long, pointed tongue. Belsnickel travels around at night (usually on the night of Christmas Eve), wielding a long switch in one hand and carrying a sack filled with cakes, candies, fruits, and nuts in the other hand or on his back. Poorly behaved children would receive a switching, while well-behaved children would be given sweets from the sack.

Brown’s Miscellaneous Writings features a first-hand account (having taken place around 1830) of one Beltznickel tradition from Maryland, USA –

‘One hand would scatter the goodies upon the floor, and then the scramble would begin by the delighted children, and the other hand would ply the switch upon the backs of the excited youngsters – who would not show a wince…’

In some Pennsylvania Dutch communities, it’s said that Belsnickel arrives one-to-two weeks before Christmas to ‘check in’ on how the children were behaving, punishing the bad children and serving as a frightening warning and reminder that they had better correct their ways before Christmas.

PERCHTA

(Alpine Folklore)

Known by many names, such as Pehta Baba (in Slovenian lore), Frau Perchta, and Frau Faste (in some Swiss and Slovenian lore), Perchta is a goddess associated with winter, spinning, and folk magic, particularly in Germany and Austria.

Perchta’s association with winter bears particular emphasis on midwinter and Twelfth Night. It’s said that Perchta would enter homes during the twelve days between Christmas and Epiphany, and she would dole out rewards and punishments. Children and servants of the home who had worked hard throughout the year and who had been good people would wake the next morning to find a small gift left by Perchta (usually a coin or trinket, though some modern customs say she may leave candies).

Her punishments, however, were far greater than her gifts. For children and servants who had been poorly behaved, unkind, and lazy, Perchta enters their bedrooms while they slumber, cuts them open, and replaces their stomach and guts with straw. Some tales say she does not replace one's entrails but simply fills the stomach with straw. It’s also said in some tales that Perchta delivers this same punishment to those who on the night of Perchta’s feast day eat something aside from the traditional foods of her feast day (those foods being fish and gruel).

Perchta’s association with spinning also comes into play in some variations of this tale, in which Perchta’s punishment is reserved for those who did not complete their spinning by the time of her visit. She was also said to trample or set fire to any half-spun fibers she discovered.

Perchta’s links to midwinter come from her ties to the legend of the Wild Hunt. Some tales of the Wild Hunt feature Perchta as the leader of the hunt.

As for Perchta’s appearance, there are two main versions. Perchta is sometimes described as a beautiful, young woman, with white or very pale hair and fair skin, usually dressed in white or silvery white hues. This Perchta differs greatly from that featured in some old depictions, which describe a hag woman dressed in rags, with a wrinkled face and a large beak-like nose made of iron. Some descriptions say this woman carries a cane, and many depictions feature her keeping a knife or blade beneath her skirts or robes.

The difference in these two depictions of Perchta is also reflected in the two variations of Perchten – a term that is used to apply to both the masks worn at festivals and processions honoring Perchta, as well as to figures associated with Perchta and seen as her subjects or helpers. Of these figures, there are two types –

Schönperchten: the beautiful, bright Perchten dressed in silvers and whites, said to deliver blessings of wealth and good luck during the Twelve Nights,

and Schiachperchten: the monstrously ugly Perchten with fangs and tusks, horns, tails, and beastly, fur-covered faces. The Schiachperchten are said to drive away evil spirits, ghosts, and demons.

SPILLAHOLLE

The Spillaholle – also known as Mickadrulle / Mickatrulle, Popelholle (‘Hooded Holle’), Zumpeldrulle – is believed to be a regional variation of Frau Holle or Perchta. She is said to be a very short old woman dressed in ragged, tattered clothing and a hood, and is, in some tales, said to carry stinging nettles with her.

The Spillaholle appears in towns and villages during winter, especially nearing Christmas or during the Twelve Nights of Christmas. The Spillaholle, who is strongly associated with spinning, is said to travel through town, peeking in the windows of each house to check to see ‘if the children and spinsters are spinning diligently.’ If their spinning hasn’t been taken care of by evening or nightfall, it’s said that the Spillaholle will dole out punishments. It’s even said that the Spillaholle will take the lazy spinsters away, beating them with the stinging nettles she carries with her. As for those who have finished their spinning, instead of a punishment, the Spillaholle leaves a blessing of protection – a single nettle is left upon the stoop or at the threshold of the home, a nettle that shall protect the house from various misfortunes for the next year.

MARI LWYD

(Welsh Folklore)

The origins of the Christmas tradition of the parading of the Mari Lwyd are up for debate. Some say it’s an early Christian practice, while many others believe that it’s a surviving pre-Christian tradition that’s been Christianized throughout the years. Believed to have come from a wassailing custom, the Mari Lwyd (said by some to mean ‘Grey Mary,’ ‘Holy Mary,’ or ‘Blessed Mary,’ and by others to mean ‘Grey Mare’) is a hobby horse, puppet, doll, or effigy that is paraded through town, carried from door-to-door by wassail-singing groups. This is done during the Christmas season, often ‘between Christmas Day and Twelfth Night.’

The head of the Mari Lwyd is usually a skull of a hoarse (and in most cases, the same skull is to be used each year), though there have been accounts of a head being carved from wood or shaped from a pillow. The skull (or makeshift horse head) is beautifully decorated with flowers and ribbons (the ribbons usually making up the Mari Lwyd’s mane), and has lights, baubles, or bottle glass for eyes. A white cloth is draped from the horse’s head down over the base of the Mari Lwyd, concealing the carrier of the doll underneath. A spring or stick is usually attached to the lower jaw of the skull, so that the jaw can be made to open and snap shut.

The parade is to begin at dusk or sundown. Singing and dancing is to be enjoyed whilst the Mari Lwyd makes her way along. At each door, the Mari Lwyd procession would perform traditional songs, and the household was to reply (usually through the closed door) with improvised, taunting poetry, usually delivering some kind of funny insult. A competition then ensues, a back-and-forth between the Mari Lwyd party and the household (this is a ritual called pwnco), until one side was bested and gave up, having no reply. Should the Mari Lwyd procession singers lose, they leave empty-handed. Mari Lwyd winning and entering the house, though, is believed to be a blessing that will bring good fortune to the household for the coming year.

The Mari Lwyd is said to be mischievous as well – chasing people, gnashing her jaws to scare children, and even trying to steal things or knock things about when she enters a home.

DED MOROZ & SNEGUROCHKA

(Slavic Folklore)

Ded Moroz (also called Dedushka Moroz – and other variations of Grandfather Frost – and Morozko) is familiar to many as Russian Santa, but Ded Moroz is much, much more than that. Ded Moroz finds his origins in pre-Christian Slavic paganism and folklore as a great magician and wizard of winter. Belief in Ded Moroz and customs surrounding him were banned during the early Soviet era. Nevertheless, Ded Moroz not only lives on, but has become a winter icon in East Slavic culture and is now the main figure associated with Novy God, the secular Christmas-like Russian celebration of New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day.

Ded Moroz – a tall, old man with rosy cheeks and long white beard, who dresses in a floor-length fur coat and fur hat, and usually wields a magic staff – travels about (usually depicted travelling by a horse-drawn sleigh) delivering gifts to children. Some tales say that he delivers gifts all through December as well as on New Year’s Eve night, when he places the gifts under the New Year Tree whilst the household is sleeping.

One aspect of Ded Moroz’s tale that is rather unique is that of Snegurochka – Ded Moroz’s granddaughter who helps him make his deliveries. Snegurochka (also called Snegurka and the Snow Maiden), unlike Ded Moroz, doesn’t find her roots in pre-Christian Slavic lore, but rather in 19th century Russian fairytales. Snegurochka wasn’t depicted as Ded Moroz’s granddaughter until after 1935, when the holiday of Novy God was permitted by the Russia Federation. From then on, Snegurochka became Ded Moroz’s granddaughter and assistant, and has since been more commonly depicted as wearing wintery silver and blue cloaks and a fur hat (sometimes a crown made of glistening snowflakes).

SOURCES & FURTHER READING:

Þjóðsögur Jóns Árnasonar - the Collection of Folklore of Jón Árnason The Icelandic Yule Lads and their evil mother Gryla A Journey Around the Figure of the Befana – Manciocco, Claudia; Manciocco, Luigi Krampus | Definition, History, & Facts The Origin of Krampus, Europe's Evil Twist on Santa ‘the Krampus and the Old Dark Christmas: Roots and Rebirth of the Folkloric Devil’ – Ridenour, Al The Winter Goddess: Percht, Holda, and Related Figures: Folklore: Vol 95, No 2 ‘Deutsche Mythologie’ – Grimm, Jakob Holda: Between Folklore and Linguistics Who is Belsnickel in Pennsylvania German Christmas lore? ‘Brown’s Miscellaneous Writings’ – Brown, Jacob Yes Helen, there is a Belsnickel ‘A Dictionary of British Folk Customs’ – Hole, Christina The Mari Lwyd ‘Ritual Animal Disguise: A Historical and Geographical Study of Animal Disguise in the British Isles’ – Cawte, E.C. Mari Lwyd, a Welsh Christmas Tradition ‘A Tour Through Part of North Wales, in the Year 1798, and at Other Times’ – Evans, J. ‘Perchta the Belly-Slitter and Her Kin: A View of Some Traditional Threatening Figures, Threats and Punishments’ – Smith, John B. Felix und Ulrich Mueller - Percht und Krampus ‘the Old Magic of Christmas: Yuletide Traditions for the Darkest Days of the Year’ – Raedisch, Linda "Дед Мороз и Снегурочк��" (Grandfather Frost and the Snow Maiden) –Dushechkina, E. B. ‘Encyclopedia of Russian & Slavic Myth and Legend’ – Dixon-Kennedy, Mike

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It was a Saturday morning, and since neither you nor Jaehyun had to work, you both decided to spend the day doing some Christmas shopping. Jaehyun hadn’t gotten anything for his parents yet, and you had only managed to order a few gifts for friends. Teo’s gift was still pending.

“Jay, are you sure we’ll find everything today?” you asked, glancing at the shopping list in your notes app. Jaehyun was searching for a jacket in his closet. “Hopefully. We just need to be strategic. And if we don’t, we can buy the rest online or make another trip later.” He walked over and planted a kiss on your cheek.

“Are you ready, Teo?” You called out to your son, who had mentioned he needed to use the bathroom after breakfast. “Yes, mommy!” he replied.

“I’ll go get the car,” Jaehyun said, not wanting to wait any longer. The days were short, and he didn’t want Teo exposed to the cold. As he headed to the garage, you waited for Teo so he could walk down the stairs with you.

A moment later, you and Teo stepped outside to find Jaehyun waiting by the car, smiling brightly. “Let’s hurry, or we won’t find anything!”

Snow had fallen the night before, leaving the streets covered in a fresh, frosty blanket. Fortunately, you had decided to head to the mall instead of shopping on the high street. Once there, the three of you began your mission: to find the perfect Christmas presents. Jaehyun was hunting for something special for his parents, and you were helping him with presents for your mutual friends. Meanwhile, Teo was focused on finding a gift for his Secret Santa at daycare, little Eunji, Doyoung’s adorable daughter.

After a while of walking around the mall and buying some presents, you spotted the Tag Heuer shop. Jaehyun had been considering a watch for his dad, so you all stepped inside, where a friendly salesperson guided you through some options. Jaehyun was drawn to a sophisticated model, and you moved to a display with the watch in various colors. “The green one is so cool—Grandpa will love it!” Teo exclaimed. Jaehyun agreed, noting it was unique for his dad. With your encouragement, he confidently chose the steel watch with the pastel green dial. As the associate packaged it, everyone felt happy knowing it would be the perfect gift.

“Let’s get my mom’s gift and then grab some lunch. I’m a bit hungry." Jaehyun proposed, his eyes scanning the bustling mall, searching for the perfect shop.

You entered an elegant jewelry shop, filled with refined necklaces, bracelets, and rings gleaming under the soft lights.

"Hi, could you help us find a gift for my mother-in-law? We're looking for something delicate and unique, hopefully niche," you requested from the salesperson. She replied, "Hello, welcome! We have a lovely range from a Brazilian designer that I’m sure you’ll like."

She led you to the display, and a swan necklace caught your attention; it’s elegant and artistic. “Jaehyun, look at that swan; it’s gorgeous!” You exclaimed, and he agreed, thinking it’d be perfect for his mom. “Let’s get it then. Teo, do you think Grandma would like it? He asked him, wanting him to feel included too. “Yes, it’s pretty!” Teo nodded in approval.

Jaehyun's gaze swept the store, landing on you with a cheeky smile, dimples and all. "What about something for my wonderful wife?"

You smiled at his endearing expression but declined politely. "Thanks, love, but I'm fine. You already spoil me too much."

“Not even matching bracelets? Look at those with lapis lazuli.” He pouted at you, “That blue would look amazing on you, darling.”

You admired the bright color. "It’s a beautiful color... it reminds me of home," you said, falling into the temptation.

“We’ll also take two of those lapis lazuli bracelets, please.” Jaehyun quickly addressed the salesperson before you could say no to her.

With Teo nestled in his arms, Jaehyun asked him, “Teo, what do you want for lunch?” his stomach rumbling after the long morning of Christmas shopping. “Cake! I want cake!” he exclaimed, his face beaming.

“Mmm, we could go for a sandwich and then cake,” Jaehyun said, trying to hold back his own cravings. “Or a brownie with ice cream.”

With an overwhelming amount of bags, the three of you headed to the car and then made your way to a cozy café. It was decorated with garlands, twinkling lights, and festive red and green ornaments. You chose a table by the window with a view of the snowy street. Jaehyun and Teo sat together while you took a seat across from them.

The server soon brought over your sandwiches and drinks, and everyone began to eat. Jaehyun, however, seemed amused by the way you were looking at him. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes twinkling at you. “Why are you staring at me like that?”

Caught off guard, you raised an eyebrow, a small smile tugging at your lips. “Like what?”

“I don’t know,” Jaehyun replied, leaning back in his chair. “But you’ve been staring, and you even stopped eating.”

You chuckled softly. “Have you noticed how your dimples disappear and reappear when you chew? It’s the same with Teo, but it’s more obvious when he swallows.”

Jaehyun glanced at Teo, who was happily munching his avocado sandwich, his dimples showing every now and then. Feeling a burst of pride, he ruffled Teo’s hair.

Teo, completely absorbed in his meal, looked up in confusion, his cheeks smeared with avocado. “What happened?” he asked innocently.

“Nothing, baby. It’s just that you’re a mini version of your dad,” you said warmly. Jaehyun smiled and gently wiped Teo’s face. “Are you having a good time?” he asked, his tone soft and affectionate.

Teo nodded. “The best!” he replied, smiling widely before returning to his food.

“Teo, let’s take some pictures! My parents said they want to see how you’re doing,” you said, pulling out your phone.

Teo put down his sandwich, his face brightening at the mention of his grandparents. “When are Granny and Tata coming to visit?” he asked, his words slightly muffled by a bite.

You took a sip of your ginger and apple infusion, the warmth spreading through you. “I don’t know, maybe in the spring, sweetie. We’ll have to wait for the weather to get a bit warmer so they can travel comfortably,” you replied, hoping to satisfy his curiosity.

Jaehyun's lips curved into a sly smile. "We could go to Jeju. They're going to love it," he said, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"We’ll see," you replied, though your heart swelled at his enthusiasm. You slid over to sit next to him, and he immediately lifted Teo onto his lap, making room for you. Teo giggled and snuggled into the warmth of his dad's embrace.

You leaned against Jaehyun, feeling the comfort of his arms around you both, and he whispered, "I just want them to see how precious our family is to me."

"They already know," you assured him, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek.

With Teo still snuggled in Jaehyun's arms, you began snapping pictures. "Now one with aegyo!" you said playfully, holding up your phone again.

Teo laughed, making finger hearts while you and Jaehyun playfully poked his dimples. The camera captured the perfect picture of your little family, radiating happiness and love.

Looking at the pictures together, Jaehyun smiled. “Send it to our group chat!” he said.

Outside, snow began to fall lightly, adding another layer to last night’s snowfall. Bundled up in your coats, you all headed to the car.

On the drive home, you recounted the day’s adventures in a cheerful chatter. In the midst of your banter, Teo gasped, “We forgot something for Bomi!” He couldn’t believe he forgot his beloved grandparent’s dog.

You and Jaehyun exchanged amused glances, and you turned to reassure him, “It’s okay, baby. We can get her something another day.”

As Teo relaxed, the car fell into a cozy silence, each of you reflecting on the day's special moments. The holiday season was in full swing, and you knew it would be a Christmas to remember.

a/n: they didn’t get anything for teo 🥲 this is the watch i picked, and the necklace !!! as always, the divider is from @enchanthings. reblogs, comments and feedback areappreciated 💌

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