#happy holidays quinn

[inkshadow]

HAPPY HOLIDAYS, @decadentias​ !!! WE LOVE YOU !!!

      ❝ i think at this point and with the amount of time that we've been together, you have just about everything under the sun but... i hope you like it all the same. ❞ there were a plethora of gifts under the tree for arya from just andrei alone, and even more from the rest of the family. but from him specifically, there were a multitude of skincare products in the smaller, neatly wrapped presents, accompanied by larger presents like lingerie, handbags that she'd been eyeing over the holiday season, nice bedroom and bath robes, and upgraded baking utensils for the kitchen. there was also a playful voucher in there for her to use whenever she wanted to get away from the children. andrei settled a hand at the small of her back and kissed her temple. ❝ i know that tradition is that we open christmas morning but i did not slack off this year. ❞

     ❝ and neither did i, ❞ chimed altair from the hallway, entering the room with a single tiny present. tiny, in form of something akin to a CD, but hopefully held enough sentiment for the mother of three ( plus five ). ❝ worked really hard on it, hope you like it mom. ❞ inside was a piano recording that he'd done all by himself at the studio of an original composition that he thought of upon missing home one winter evening. but specifically, it was inspired by his mother, his favorite star in the whole world.

     elsewhere, duri had prepared a lovely dinner for erin, one that he'd surprised her with when he phoned her asking if she could come over and help him rearrange a few things. obviously sounded proud and hurt on the phone, as though he was distraught not being able to move larger pieces of furniture by himself because it required two people to get it off the ground. she'd bought it, assumed that this was her chance to really rub it in his face that he couldn't do everything by himself but boy was she wrong. instead, she was greeted with a candlelit dinner exhibiting duri's softer side, a side that he only showed to nari, and in the hopes that it would make her feel somewhat... normal. human. just two fucked up, lonely people in the world enjoying each other's company when they needed it most. the spread was divine, with tenderly cooked steaks, several side dishes both american and korean, and his best wine reserve label. for her present, he'd bought her a new clutch purse and inside was a wallet sized picture of the only picture they'd ever taken together, with duri giving a rather grumpy face as she pinched his cheek to further annoy him. appropriate, he thought. ❝ i promise i didn't poison your food. merry christmas, erin. ❞

     one other pair decided to do something a bit brighter for the season, though really it was insu's attempt to get lee out of the house during her finals week. sure, perhaps it was a bit reckless and other days, insu would have absolutely left her alone but this was the only free night he had and he somehow managed to pull it off. there the couple stood after about an hour of bickering and fighting over how finals were more important than doing anything christmas related but thanks to her stubborn nature, she didn't notice where they ended up and her back was turned around to it. surrounding them were lights all over the park dedicated to holding light shows but what stood beside them was the largest christmas tree in the city, decorated with what seemed like hundreds of ornaments, wrapped around with large sashes of glittery fabric, and a large crystal star at the top. he rested hands at her shoulder and turned her around, letting her bask all of its glory as he leaned down to wrap arms around her waist, his chin at her shoulder before turning his head just enough to kiss her cheek. ❝ maybe if you stopped being huffy about school for a second, you can take a moment to just enjoy this. i know you work hard, but you're allowed to play hard too. thanks for coming out with me tonight, even though i know it pained you to do so. i love you, lee. merry christmas. ❞

[emo-batboy]

Harley: Happy Hanukkah, Brucie!!! Here's your present :D Do you like it? I hope it’s the right size.

Bruce, openly weeping as he holds up an I am Kenough hoodie: It's fine.

[kowachi]

Harlivy: Mistletoe 💋💕

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

[pageofqueens]

[current-comix]

Reilly Brown

[soranatus]

Happy Holidays! ✨ By Mindy Lee

[kamitrendz]

Loved this Sophie look. What other dresses and looks should we do? Taking ideas and concepts from the Bridgerton fandom for Bridgerton holiday designs @kamitrendz on @redbubble.

Check out Kamitrendz on @redbubble for more Bridgerton art designs and merch like this one! @redbubbleartists KamiTrendz.redbubble.com #bridgerton #netflix #christmas #christmasdecor #holiday #holidaydecor #holidayseason #sophiebridgerton #sophiebaek #benedictbridgerton #benophie #yerinha #lukethompson #anofferfromagentleman #chirstmasgift

[blurryflurryz]

❄🧣Matching Sweaters🧣❄

[jonathan-cranes-mistress-of-fear]

Imagine all of the rogues spending the holidays together. Harley bring a menorah to the iceberg lounge to celebrate Hanukkah with everyone alongside Christmas (should they line up that year) Edward hanging mistletoe everywhere for prime kiss opportunities. Pamela decorating a fake tree and Catwoman wrapping presents. Lots of food made by Penguin’s staff and it’s so much that there’s something for everything from gingerbread of latkes. Waylon dressed as Santa and Jervis as the elf. Everyone envying each other and a trice so no one starts a fight. All except for Jonathan who begrudgingly has to play the Grinch.

Just let the rogues celebrate and be merry.

[spider-quinn]

🎶 Where the Love light Gleams 🎶 🎄🎅🏻🎁☃️❤️💚❄️☃️🇬🇧

POV: y/n and Joe Quinn spend Christmas in London 🥰❤️

[houndfaker]

continuous curve tool just saved my life. bunny kikuno blast

[sheena-is-a-punk-rocker]

Ringing in the new year with three soldiers, an insurance agent, and a criminal who sucks at geography and spelling

Got a prompt for a New Year's fic in which Harley meets Rick's army buddies and they try to wrap their heads around the fact that their friend is dating THE Harley Quinn. Happy New Year, motherfuckers!

Rick’s sitting on the couch in a rented cabin in the woods—sipping a beer and catching up on life with his two closest army buddies that he hasn’t seen since his ill-fated reunion trip that was interrupted six months ago. Harley’s with him this time, so no chance of anything bad happening.

“Dude, you’re dating Harley Quinn?” His buddy, Kane, asks incredulously.

Apparently he hadn’t specified last time they hung out. Whoops.

“Isn’t she wanted in like seven countries?” His other friend, Ramirez, asks.

“Not anymore,” he replies. Actually, that might not be true, now that he thinks about it. They have immunity from Waller and her bullshit, but not necessarily any foreign governments. Best not to take any international trips, just to be on the safe side.

“Wasn’t she with the Joker for like, a really long time? How has he not killed you yet?”

“Oh, I don’t think Mistah J is gonna be a problem for us anymore,” Harley slurs as she makes her way into the living room—plastic glass of champagne in her hand. She plops down on his lap and pats his cheek. “Ain’t that right, baby?”

He chuckles and pulls her closer. “How many glasses of champagne have you had, Harls?”

“Um… I lost count?”

“How many bottles have you had?”

“Oh! Two!”

He grabs the glass out of her hand and downs the rest of it. “Okay, that’s enough of that for you.”

“They weren’t big bottles!” Harley whines.

“Wait wait wait,” Kane interjects. “You can’t just drop a bomb like that and not elaborate. Did she kill him, Flag?”

“Wasn’t me!”

“You killed him?”

Rick contemplates his answer very carefully. These are his ride or die best friends who have been through the worst with him so he’s pretty sure they won’t turn him into the cops.

“Seriously maimed him,” is what he ends up landing on.

“With his bare hands!” Harley says proudly, with a wet kiss to his cheek.

There’s awed silence for several moments as what he just revealed sinks in. He doesn’t see what’s so surprising about it. It’s not like he hasn’t killed before. He’s killed so many people, in fact, that he’s lost count. Besides, Joker isn’t really that scary.

Ramirez looks like he’s getting ready to say something about the whole thing when Kane’s wife, Rachel, makes an appearance. She has beer and a glass of champagne with her—the latter of which she offers to Harley, who makes grabby hands at it.

He grabs it before she can and sets it aside on an end table out of her reach. “Awww, you suck!”

He chuckles and kisses her temple. “You’ll thank me later when you’re not puking your guts out at midnight, Harls.”

That seems to satisfy her and she relaxes into his embrace.

“So,” Ramirez says. “This is the same Harley who almost burned the apartment down trying to make mac n cheese?”

“That was one time!”

“Three times, Harls. And then there was the time you set off the fire alarm making cookies.”

“That was one time!”

“And the time you—” she claps a hand over his mouth before he can finish his sentence.

“I think they get it! Now can we please change the subject?”

Rachel does the honors, as she comes back to the living room with her own glass of champagne. “So, Harley, what do you do for work?”

“Oh lots of stuff! Rob banks, murder dictators, yell at doctors. I have a card!”

She shoves her hand in her pocket and emerges with her handwritten business card. It’s covered in glitter and the ink is smudged. She hands it over to Rachel, who doesn’t really know what to make of the whole situation.

“Oh. I just… work in life insurance,” she says awkwardly, before attempting to read the card.

Rick snorts and tries to cover it up with a cough. People never quite know what to make of Harley when they first meet her.

“Does that say… ‘mercerany’?”

“It does,” he says with a laugh. It’s a running joke at this point. She’s in his phone under the name “Mercerany #4 (Harls)”.

“I was six margaritas and about five shots of tequila deep at that point, so sue me.”

“You also just suck at spelling even when you’re sober, Harls.”

“Fuck off!”

Rachel squints at the smudged handwriting. “Finder of lost things?”

“Oh! Yeah! I’m great at findin’ lost shit! If ya lose somethin’, I’m your gal!”

The alcohol keeps flowing as Harley launches into her story about her time with the Birds of Prey and Roman Sionis. Before Rick knows it, Rachel is lamenting about her asshole coworker who’s been making her life a living hell.

“And HR won’t do anything about it!”

“Oooh, want me to show up and set her desk on fire?”

Rachel laughs and almost chokes on her champagne.

“She’s serious, you know,” he feels the need to clarify. And then adds, “Maybe don’t go straight for arson, Harls? You’d probably get your point across just fine by yelling at her.”

“Can I at least use the giant hammer?”

“Sure, why not,” he says, before downing the rest of his beer.

“God, you are so cool!” Rachel gushes. She’s at least a full bottle of champagne deep at this point. “Can we be best friends?”

“Yes!” Harley agrees. “Ooooh! You should do roller derby with me!”

“Harls, they live in Montana.”

“Where the fuck is Montana?”

“Across the country, Harls. The state we’re in right now, in fact.”

“Oh. Well that sucks.”

The women settle for getting each other’s phone numbers and promising to text each other every single day.

Rick checks his watch once Harley starts losing steam—five minutes to midnight. He nudges her awake and tells her, “C’mon, wake up, you’re gonna miss it.”

She’s wide awake once the countdown starts.

Ten! Nine! Eight!

She quickly stands up and pulls him out the door to the front porch—where they’re surrounded by a blanket of snow.

“Happy New Year!” they hear from inside the house.

Harley rolls up on her toes and pulls him into a kiss. “Happy New Year, baby,” she says, forehead pressed against his.

“Happy New Year, Harls.”

They share another kiss as the snow starts falling again.

[snapiphany]

Happy Valentine’s Day!

[superawesomesamuraitime]

Tis the Season to be Freezin’ #1 

December 14, 2021

[current-comix]

[onlymyqueen]

Happy Holidays!

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