#first christmas

[cursio-neptune]

First Christmas

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Sun and Moon being left off when not in use was explained early on in More Lore. Eclipse watching through the cameras was explained during Cookies. Sunflower (Flower) and Moonjelly (Jelly) are first seen in Replaced. (Replaced is also when the giant hole in the wall happened, in the second panel). This is a continuation on the "Christmas arc", the beginning of which starts here, when Eclipse first brings in the mysterious bags.

[whiskeyandcigarsmoke]

Let's play a game

What do you think Wade gets Logan for their first Christmas???

I'll start

A giant bottle of whiskey and some fresh game meat for Logan to scarf down on

[vavoom-sorted-art]

Of Kings and Kids - Chapter 3

It‘s getting a bit romantic, folks! @gaiaseyes451 and I wish you a nice Christmas Eve!

Chapter 3 on Ao3

Clear as a trumpet across the countryside, the piercing cry of a newborn baby rang through the night.

Crowley smiled, “that’ll be your newborn King, I expect.”

Aziraphale closed his eyes and exhaled, “yes, I suspect you're correct.”

“I should be going, have a feeling your work is just beginning.” Crowley squeezed Aziraphale’s hand once more and, carefully dislodging Jemimah, stood to begin his way down the hill.

Aziraphale watched him go. “Good night, Crowley,” he called down the hillside.

Crowley stopped and looked over his shoulder, Aziraphale could hear the smile in his voice even though he could not see it. “See you tomorrow, angel.” He said, then replaced his glasses and began the walk back to Jerusalem.

Aziraphale was sitting on the boulder watching the flock at rest when a blinding light appeared a few meters in front of him. He shielded his eyes from the radiance as a glowing figure emerged, arms lifted upwards in exultation.

“I say unto you,” boomed a voice from the light. “Today in the town of David a Savior has been born; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find the baby wrapped in a linen blanket in room seven of the Starlit Stays Lodge.”

Aziraphale bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. When he was quite sure he had mastered his face he responded as neutrally as possible. “Hello, Gabriel.”

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Thanks to @goodomensafterdark for the support! Merry Christmas!

[glitterdragonthegreatprotector]

Finally finished it

[quilteddreamz]

Advent Dates!

With December right around the corner, I thought I would share the release dates of each chapter!

Behold, the Advent Calendar Sheet!

It doesn't look awful, but Sun would definitely shred it.

It's made with canva, so excuse the inconsistencies in style.

Inside each box is a hint towards what the chapter may hold! It will be crossed off the night before each chapter is released. ^-^

While I'm here, I'll also mention the team I've whipped together for this project!

Our Artists!

@alynwrench, @monsteractialuna, @beetle-fettle, @gyxtar0luvs

And the beta-readers!

@midnight-mourning @monsteractialuna

Can't wait to show you all what we've been working on!

[ohmystarrynight]

What better way to get into the holiday spirit than giving it your all on all these traditions you’re learning about, agent Cassius?

It’s his first Christmas everyone be nice to him :)

[icycoldninja]

Can you write the DMC men with a reader who’ve never seen snow for once in her life so the first time they spent their Christmas together, she is extremely excited

To the point in which her first reaction to seeing snow for the first time is to dive her head first into the snow like a fox despite possible chances of brain freeze

The first time she saw a frozen lake, she immediately jumped down skating. Imagine a dog having zoomies, that’s basically her initial reaction to experiencing actual winter for the first time

She gets curious of everything like Christmas traditions, customs, what do people eat during Christmas, etc They have to remind her that it’s okay if she doesn’t have enough money buying Christmas stuffs because this will not be the only Christmas she’ll ever celebrate in her life

(Like a mom telling her kids that they’ll go to Disneyland next year, promising to buy merchandises and stuffs meanwhile the kid is worried that their mom is bluffing)

P/S: As someone who grew up in a Tropical country, there is basically no concept of Christmas other than the cool uncle cosplaying as the Santa, a worn down Christmas tree used year after year; the mall and the l thing I’ve got to experience that is somewhat close to Christmas is the Christian neighborhood and the local church 🙁

Oh that sucks, man. Where I'm from, we have snow 3/4 of the year. Some people don't even bother to take down their outdoor Christmas lights.

Sparda boys + V x Reader who has never seen snow headcannons

¤ Dante ¤

-Dante was used to snow, so he didn't think there was anything interesting about it.

-You, on the other hand, had never seen snow in your life, so the moment it began snowing, you beheld the scene like you were watching a new planet come into existence--and for you, it kinda was.

-He watched in amusement as you leaped into a nearby snowdrift, sinking into the powdery white and quite possibly suffering a brain freeze seconds afterwards. He laughed as you tried to eat snow, and laughed some more when you started rolling around in it, now drenched because of the snow that melted on your skin.

-Dante made sure to rescue you when you got stuck, however that happened, and spent the afternoon making snowmen with you.

-He also had you help him hang up the Christmas lights, even if the majority of your job was untangling the knots since he was too lazy to do it.

-Teaches you all the Christmas traditions like decorating the tree, making cookies, decking the halls, and such, but your favorite is drinking hot chocolate while cuddling up to a movie.

■ Vergil ■

-Vergil doesn't understand why you freak out over snow. It's just frozen water, what's so interesting?

-Oh, but it does entertain him to see you frolic and leap about with joy, so he stands there and smiles, arms folded tightly against his chest.

-Had to pull you out of a snowdrift because you don't understand snow isn't water and cannot be swum in.

-Snows you Christmas traditions such as baking, decorating, gift giving and such.

-You were a bit down when you learned gift giving was important to Christmas celebrations, as you didn't have much money to your name, but Vergil told you not to worry. Your gift doesn't have to be expensive, it can be something as simple as your presence.

-You guys have a lot of fun baking cookies together, that's for sure, even you're the one doing most of the cooking since Vergil is useless in the kitchen.

□ Nero □

-Nero thought it was so cute how you got so worked up over snow.

-He took you to a frozen lake nearby and watched as you tried to skate in your snowboots.

-Of course you fell down several times, but he was there to pick you back up.

-Made you hot cocoa while you watched movies after a long day of decking the halls, and now that's your favorite Christmas memory.

-He teaches you about the traditions and stuff, but tells you not to worry about giving expensive gifts. Handmade things or hugs and kisses suffice just fine.

-You guys ended up under the mistletoe once and both of you were blushing madly about it for hours, even though you're already dating.

● V ●

-It's V's first Christmas too, so you guys can be innocent little idiots together.

-Both of you were freaking out over snow, except you tried to dive in while he cautiously poked the surface with his cane.

-Neither of you know anything about Christmas traditions, so you hung out at Devil May Cry to soak up information.

-Had a blast helping Nero and Kyrie make the Christmas feast, as well as assisting the others with setting up the tree.

-You went out to a frozen lake, where both of you nearly died from fall damage when you slipped on the ice and fell down.

-Don't worry, other than being a little bruised, you guys are both fine and have been laughing about the incident ever since.

[fidjiefidjie]

Bon Matin❤️🌲🆕️🎅⛄️

Diane Keaton 🎶 First Christmas

[gaiaseyes451]

Of Kings and Kids - Chapter 3!

Excited to announce that Chapter 3 of @vavoom-sorted-art and my Good Omens Christmas collaboration is now live on AO3! Thanks for all the follows, subscriptions, comments and kudos on the first two chapters! Happy Holidays!

An Excerpt from Chapter 3 - Continue Reading on AO3:

Clear as a trumpet across the countryside, the piercing cry of a newborn baby rang through the night. 

Crowley smiled, “that’ll be your newborn King, I expect.”

Aziraphale closed his eyes and exhaled, “yes, I suspect you're correct.”

“I should be going, have a feeling your work is just beginning.” Crowley squeezed Aziraphale’s hand once more and, carefully dislodging Jemimah, stood to begin his way down the hill. 

Aziraphale watched him go. “Good night, Crowley,” he called down the hillside.

Crowley stopped and looked over his shoulder, Aziraphale could hear the smile in his voice even though he could not see it. “See you tomorrow, angel.” He said, then replaced his glasses and began the walk back to Jerusalem.

Aziraphale was sitting on the boulder watching the flock at rest when a blinding light appeared a few meters in front of him. He shielded his eyes from the radiance as a glowing figure emerged, arms lifted upwards in exultation. 

“I say unto you,” boomed a voice from the light. “Today in the town of David a Savior has been born; he is the Messiah, the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find the baby wrapped in a linen blanket in room seven of the Starlit Stays Lodge.”

Aziraphale bit the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. When he was quite sure he had mastered his face he responded as neutrally as possible. “Hello, Gabriel.”

*~*~*

A special thanks to @goodomensafterdark for supporting this collaboration and a warm thanks to @sohoscribblers!

[cc-cobalt-1043]

All I want for Christmas is you, (a bad batch modern au), Chapter 1:

Ages:

Trix: 31

Hunter: 30

Wrecker: 30

Katie: 32

Cobalt: 28

Martha: 30

Crosshair and Tech: 26

Omega: 10

Cynthia: 14

Sarah and James: 8

Boba: 13

Joey: 10

Daniel: 8

The kids were all sat together in Hunter's living room watching a Christmas movie on the TV.

However Omega had been silent throughout the entire movie, and the other kids quickly took notice.

"What's wrong Omega?" Sarah asked looking at her.

"Oh, it's nothing Sarah." Omega said a bit embarrassed.

"Cmon you can tell us." Joey said, the others nodding encouragingly.

"Well it's just, I've never celebrated Christmas before." Omega said.

"Never." James said in shock.

Omega shook her head.

Cynthia was silent before she got an idea.

"How about we throw a Christmas party, and we can all have Christmas together here." Cynthia said.

"You think Hunter would allow that?" Omega asked curious.

"We can ask him at least." Boba said.

They all got up and went into the kitchen where the adults were talking.

"Hey kids, what is it?" Hunter asked.

"Well, Omega just told us she's never celebrated Christmas before." Daniel said.

"She hasn't!" Wrecker said aghast.

"I'm not surprised, Nala Se wouldn't know fun if it bit her on the ass." Crosshair said bitterly.

"Anyway we were thinking, could we maybe throw a party and have Christmas here together?" Joey asked.

"As a matter of fact we were just talking about that." Hunter said.

"You were?" Omega asked confused.

"Yeah, as a matter of fact we'd been thinking about this for a while, plus it's also 20 years since our first Christmas with 99 when he took us in." Hunter said.

"So we thought of doing something special, but you clearly beat us to the chase." Cobalt chuckled.

"So can we?" Omega asked.

"I don't see why not, why don't you kids go decide on some people to invite." Hunter said.

The kids quickly scarpered off and Hunter chuckled watching them go.

"This is gonna be intresting." Trix chuckled.

"Yeah, but hey you only live once." Cobalt chuckled.

"Yeah, plus they deserve a good Christmas." Hunter said.

[enigmaticspy]

Merry Christmas

[theatrekidenergy]

In case any of you are having a bad day, here’s a picture of my cat Roosevelt when he was a kitten

[adrowningpoet]

the only gift i wanted this year.

[vavoom-sorted-art]

Of Kings And Kids: Chapter two!

@gaiaseyes451 and me present: Chapter 2 is live on Ao3!

A little excerpt from Chapter 2:

Crowley's eyes were determinedly fixed on the road below as he sipped the wine. “That them?”

Aziraphale followed his gaze and spotted figures on the road, approaching the town’s entrance. A young man was leading a donkey at a gentle pace, he was tall but slight and wore the plain roughspun garments of a tradesman. The animal, burdened with the standard saddlebags, was also carrying a young woman, even from this distance she was visibly pregnant and swayed with the donkey’s movements.

A quiet fell over them, the playfulness of the moment had passed. ”Yes, that’s them.”

“Look pretty normal to me.”

Aziraphale nodded, “that’s part of the point, I think. Humble beginnings, nothing outwardly to indicate they’re particularly special.”

“Then why them? What’s so special?”

Aziraphale could feel Crowley’s eyes on him but he continued watching the party’s slow progress toward town. “Well, they fulfill the prophecy that the Messiah will come from the line of King David. They’re both descendents – distant cousins, not that it matters, in this case. She – Mary – is pure of heart and deeply faithful. Joseph understands his role, the importance of the child he will adopt.”

“Hardly seems fair,” Crowley gruffed.

“In what way? She is showing them tremendous favor. Entrusting them with Her only son, to be the Earthly guardians of the Messiah.” Aziraphale’s voice was steady but it lost some of its conviction as he met Crowley’s gaze. “They are the most favored humans to have ever lived – who will ever live.”

“Sure, they’re favored. But…but, they’re people. Humans.” His voice was intense even though it was barely above a whisper. “Musta had some idea for their lives, some hope for what it’d be like, being married, being parents. Now what? Caught up in Her plan, but what about theirs? And the kid, his entire purpose is set before he’s even born!”

This wasn’t the first time Crowley had questioned Her plan to Aziraphale; he knew his answer would be wholly insufficient. “It’s ineffable.”

The demon snorted. “It’s unfair.”

The sun was sinking into the late afternoon as they watched Mary and Joseph finally arrive in Bethlehem

*~*~*

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[glitterdragonthegreatprotector]

Another wip, just need the wisemen

[winter-dayz]

Moments of Christmas

Pairing: Im Changkyun x Reader First Christmas Together Genre: Fluff Words: 1073 Warnings: strong language

Masterlist | 12 Days of Ficmas Masterpost

Taglist:  @soobin-chois

“Changkyun, did you remember to get the cinnamon?” You shouted from the kitchen. The man stopped his task of decorating the tree and blinked owlishly. A fond expression overcame your face, and it only took another moment before a chuckle forced its way past your lips. “I can’t even be mad when you look so upset about it.”

“I swear I put it in the basket… But now that you mention it, I don’t remember checking any out.” He said with a pout. You wiped your hands on a towel and entered your small living area. “Do you want me to go back to the store?”

You shook your head, wrapping your arms around his waist and leaning up to peck his lips. He reciprocated, though a little confused, and wrapped his own arms around your form.

“It’s okay, the cookies will just be normal instead of spiced.” The tree looked to be coming along nicely. He had spaced the lights out well, and it wasn’t looking cramped or overwhelming. “Did you end up picking out colored lights or the white twinkly ones?” You asked, still eyeing the half-decorated tree.

“Twinkly ones. You liked those better; your eyes lit up when we passed the display.” His answer came so nonchalantly that it shocked you. Changkyun had always been decently observant but never had someone so easily been able to understand you like he could.

🎄

“Hey babe,” you called over with a cheeky smile, pointing above you. He looked up from his phone to see you standing under a bundle of holly. He tried to hold back a smile at your antics, but he could feel how quickly he was failing by the quivering of his lips. “Better hurry up or someone else might beat ya’ to it.”

Despite no one else being in your shared home, he instantly stood and moved over to you. His hands rested warmly on your hips, and he stared down at you with tender fondness and something dark swimming behind his eyes. He dipped down slowly until his lips just barely ghosted over your lips, breath gently falling against your skin.

“That’s holly, love, not mistletoe.” But his lips melted against your own anyway. His tongue gently swiped over your bottom lip before he pulled away. Then he moved back over to the couch and sat down, resuming his scrolling like nothing had happened.

You stood there for a moment longer, simply staring at him in a lovestruck shock. Your eyes glanced up to the plant hanging above your head. You decided you much preferred holly to mistletoe anyway.

🎄

“Ready to go?” He asked from the doorway. You were double-checking your skates. You hadn’t pulled them out in a few years and knew they would still fit, but you wanted to be sure they were in okay condition. Breaking your ankle or busting your ass was not on your Christmas bucket list.

“Yeah, let’s go.”

The ice-skating rink was about an hour drive from where you lived, but boy was it worth it. Changkyun wasn’t the worst skater you’d seen, but he certainly wasn’t good. Despite the gap in time from the last time you’d skated, you’d picked it back up quickly—much like they say about riding a bike.

Changkyun managed not to fall, but you couldn’t say the same for flailing. Arms were everywhere except for beside him. Eventually, you offered to help him, taking his hands and showing off a bit as you skate backwards, guiding him.

“Easy– just think of it like dancing… you’re good at that, you just need to center yourself. Find your balance.” That seemed to click in his head a bit, and he didn’t wobble nearly as often after that. He never let go, though, finding much more joy in clinging to you and using his poor skating as a perfect excuse.

Then when you were done skating, heading back to the car, he was content with using the cold as his new excuse. His hand held tightly to yours, fingers intertwined, and stuffed inside the warmth of his coat pocket.

Your other hands each held paper cups of hot chocolate from a stand you passed on the way to the car. It was not the tastiest but worked great as a hand-warmer, and the company made it all the more bearable.

🎄

Shiny red and green wrapped boxes sat off to the side. You were working on wrapping the final present. It was more a monstrosity than present in your opinion. All the other presents had come out so neat, tidy, and pretty. But you’d underestimated the amount of paper you needed and had to settle for wrapping this one in a frankenstein fashion of half-red, half-green horror. Every side of the present had ugly tape, the folds were not even, and you’d ripped part of it with your fingernail on accident.

You were tempted to unwrap it and get more paper, or just give it to him now and save yourself the trouble. But when you saw the pile of poorly wrapped, but obviously thoughtfully tried, presents nestled under the tree addressed to you, you couldn’t find it in you to care what any of the presents looked like.

He had tried his best and that was all you could ask for, so surely he wouldn’t give a shit if one of his presents looked like it’d survived war.

Even cuter, the presents were wrapped in a glittery version of your favorite color. You knew you should’ve warned him about all the videos you’d seen about how that paper was actually quite impossible to wrap.

You organized your presents with his, arranging them under the tree prettily. It was endearing to see them all intermingled together, just like both of your lives had come to be over the past year. Your heart swole at the thought, and you smiled down at the presents like a fool in love—which you were.

Arms wrapped around your waist from behind, and a chin settled comfortably on your shoulder, nose nuzzling into the side of your neck. A ginger peck was placed and then a pleased hum sounded from your boyfriend.

“Merry Christmas Eve.” You reached up to run your hand through his hair, your other hand resting on his hands on your stomach. “Merry Christmas Eve.” You responded softly, turning in his arms to face him with a bright smile.