#merry christmas maya!

[vennilave]

@kdramaspace + @userdramas YEAR IN REVIEW 2022 | Stocking Stuffers: tag a friend or someone you’re thankful for/admire and create a gift of some of their favorite shows/characters/ships/etc of 2022

Sita Ramam (2022) dir. Hanu Raghavapudi | for @foolgobi65 <3

[ot3]

Part 17 || Comic Archive

[macrolit]

Singin' and Swingin' and Gettin' Merry Like Christmas Maya Angelou This is 1 of 12 vintage paperback classics that comprise our current giveaw@y.

[tudirkulosis]

blah blah blah merry almost christmas

[arainmorn-art]

Merry Christmas, kittens! Wish you best of things ^^ (Yes, this is illustration from Deciphering, that’s why Edgey is not on the “photo” ^^)

[hypanova]

merry christmas & happy holidays! 🎄❤️

[yogurtea]

Christmas with the Wrights

[cut-aare]

She STILL teases him about it...

[mitchythekiddoodles]

The Lakeside Trio wishes you and yours a very Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! 🎄☃️🎁

[doyoueverjustwomen]

hi I got a little too excited and the Christmas spirit possessed me. Merry Christmas🔥🔥 (new pfp btw)

[deweyduck]

to maya @cascadeoceanwave from your @maisiepetersnetwork secret santa 🎁

YOUR FAVOURITE MAISIE LYRICS

[faustycakes]

Merry Christmas

[rizzkisworld]

I'm officially getting over my sickness!!! I'll try to answer asks either today or tomorrow my loved

[soleilnmity]

Media - ペルソナ2 ～罪が与えし罰～ 下巻 [Eng]

Title: 罪が与えし罰 (Punishment given by Sin) Volume: 下巻 (Second Volume) Written by: 南原 順 (Jun Nanbara) Illustrations by: 上田信舟 (Shinshu Ueda) Publisher: Square Enix/G-Fantasy Novels (Label) Summary: The story follows from the first volume. Except this time, instead of being specifically character-focused, it follows a bigger narrative, involving many other characters to expand on the worldbuilding of the world of Persona 2. The focus still revolves around the same of the first volume (Tatsuya, Katsuya, Maya and Ulala, Nanjo) but this volume mentions Lisa Silverman, Jun Kashihara, Eriko Kirishima, Noriko Katayama and Chizuru Ishigami. This is the second and final part of the two novels. The first novel can be found here

Google Drive link (Included in the folder are: The translation PDF, scans of the cover and the illustrations inside the novel in 600dpi resolution, and credit pages present in the novel) Personal Note:

Merry Christmas!

I'm sorry that it took me this long to finish the second volume. But I can assure, that it's definitely worth the wait. I recommend this one a lot, it contains a lot of interesting details that otherwise aren't shown or said in the games. I wanted to get this novel done specifically for christmas, so I did my best to get it finished! It's also much more text heavy than the previous one, although not by too much. The first novel serves as an introduction, setting up the groundwork as to "what's next to come", so the Tatsuya of then was still the one native to This Side. This second novel, as Tatsuya's already awakened, is a bit more in-line with the game Tatsuya. If you're curious to see more of Tatsuya in that way, I'd recommend reading this novel. Of course, reading both is best. It may not be necessary to read both, but it enhances the experience specially if you care about the characters. Now finally, I hope everyone can get to enjoy these novels for the first time.

[petaltexturedskies]

But the true nature of the human heart is as whimsical as spring weather. All signals may aim toward a fall of rain when suddenly the skies will clear.

Maya Angelou, from Singin' and Swingin' and Gettin' Merry Like Christmas

[russellsppttemplates]

Santa Claus has been (George Russell)

A sneak peek into Christmas in the Russell household

Note: english is not my first language. Before New Year comes around, let me get the holidays is somewhat of an order!

Thank you so much to everyone who likes and reblogs, your feedback is appreciated 🤍 and I'm taking requests so if you have any ideas or concepts you want to share, feel free to do so as I'll try to get to them the best I can!

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"Do we have all the supplies we need?", George questioned as Arthur set the glue down, "yes, we're ready, daddy! Can you help me make sure I'm writing it correctly, please?", the little boy asked. While Olivia was fine to write on her own, Arthur had started second grade a couple of months before, and sometimes he still had a little slip here and there.

" 'Dear Santa, my name is Olivia Russell, and this year I have been a good girl. I have always helped mummy and daddy around the house, and I only hurt my brother, Arthur, once and it was an accident because I didn't think I was that strong when I threw the ball at him. ' Do you think that's good, daddy?", your daughter wondered, wanting to know her father's opinion.

"That's good, darling. Now you go on to tell him what you'd like to get from him", George praised, turning his attention back to Arthur's letter, "That's good, well done! Just this one here, it's two 's' and not just one", he pointed to the spot in the paper.

"Are you and mummy also writing a letter for Santa?", Olivia asked once she was finished, hands already holding glue and glitter as she bedazzled her letter, "Me and mummy got eachother a gift and that was it, we have everyhting we need already", George said as he kissed both of their heads, "but I do think Santa is bringing something for mummy as well, but it's a secret between me and him, so you guys can't tell her!", he mused.

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"Do you think he knows we're coming?", Arthur wondered as you walked along the Christmas themed park.

"Of course he does, daddy spoke to him, didn't you?", Olivia reasoned back with her brother, "he told us he knew him because he spoke to him!".

"Does daddy know Santa, hm? I didn't know that!", you looked at your husband, quizzical look as you silently wondered where the kids got the idea.

"Daddy knows a lot of people, don't I?", George urged as they walked, winking at you as you made sure you didn't lose anyone in the sea of people, missing the way Olivia apologetically looked at her father, whispering "sorry, daddy!", as she realised she nearly outed her father's secret.

"The line isn't that long", you commented, seeing three families in front of you, "I have your letters here", you fished them out of your bag, handing them to each kid who held onto them.

"Do you think he'll remember us from last year?", Arthur wondered, "well, you two have grown a lot, maybe he'll have some trouble first", you reasoned, not sure what to say and knowing the kids would ask the person in the red and white costume.

"You guys are next!", a young woman dressed in her elf costume clapped, "do you have your letters ready?", she added.

"Merry Christmas! Oh, look at you! What are your names?", the old man in costume asked as he received them inside his house.

"I'm Arthur", your son said, sitting in the bench as his sister followed, "and I'm Olivia!", your daughter cheered, "and that's mummy Y/N and daddy George!", she introduced. "We wanted to bring Maya and Winston", Arthur explained, "but mummy and daddy said that they could get scared so they stayed home, but they're out family too!".

"Do not worry, my friends, I will make sure I leave something for them when I go by your house, I'm sure they've been good this year too", the man winked, gathering them so they could take a picture and talk a little about what they wanted for Christmas.

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Leaving things for Santa

"So, we have cookies we baked, a glass of milk if he's thirsty, and then some carrots for the reindeer!", Arthur said, checking if nothing was missing for your visitors.

"Now we have to go to bed, or else Santa won't stop here!", Olivia said, putting a few extra cookies in the plate.

After putting the kids to bed, you and George began to work on your plan. Grabbing the boots, you sprayed them with oil and then dunk the sole in flour, attempting your best to create footsteps, "it's not snowing outside though", George pointed out, wiping the remnants of flour in hopes of making it realistic enough, "Lapland has snow and he still had some on his feet", you shrugged, continuing your task while he filled the stockings and put the big presents under the tree.

Just as you were about to fall asleep, a tiny thought came to your mind, "love?", you called, checking if your husband was still awake.

"Yes?", he acknowledged your call, "I wrapped all of the presents with the same wrapping paper. Which means our presents on the stocking and the presents from Santa Claus are going to be wrapped in the same paper. And we have very observant children!", you hissed.

"We'll just say that Santa's Elves and daddy and mummy have the same taste", George cuddled you, rubbing his lips on your forehead, "sleep, darling, you and I both know we'll need it as much as we can".

You slept for about four, five hours, you guessed until you were woken up by footsteps.

"I heard the door, they're coming here", you groaned into your pillow, feeling George's arm around your waist squeezing you closer to his body, "you're just listening things, darling", he replied.

"Oh yes? Why did you wake up too, then?", you snickered, looking the moonlight peaking through the curtains, "the sun is not even out, George, my goodness", you muttered, snuggling further into your husband as you heard the door open, "Winston can't do that", you grumbled, "neither can Maya", George reasoned with you, making you both groan in unison, "it's the kids".

"Mummy, Daddy", Arthur was the first to speak, "we think Santa has been already, we heard his footsteps on the roof!", Olivia said as she climbed in bed with you, "can we go and see? Please!".

"Don't you guys want to wait a little bit? Warm up in bed with us?", you attempted, hearing the huff from both kids, "we really want to go, mummy, please! We can sleep later!", Olivia reasoned.

Getting up and grabbing a fluffy robe, you and George followed the kids, seeing the grey cat look at you weirdly, "they probably just heard you, Winston, there isn't actually someone else in the house", you petted him as he followed you to the living room, seeing Maya at the corner of your eye who huffed, not understanding why her humans were up that early.

"You can go to sleep, Maya, although they're probably going to start squealing soon", George petted her caramel fur.

"HE HAS BEEN! LOOK, OLIVIA! He ate all the cookies, and the carrot is bitten!", you heard your son excitedly say as he looked for his presents with his sister's help.

"It's your genetics that make them get up this early, I think I'm still asleep", you murmured against your husband's clothed chest, hugging his waist as they unwrapped and gasped at what they got, "my genetics also make them incredibly cute, along with your genetics that make them irresistible, so that's how we do this", George kissed the top of your head.

"Mummy! Santa thought you were a good girl this year, too, look! You have a big present!", Olivia said, "Oh, I'm the best girl, specially for being up at this hour!", you chuckled.