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santaverse · 2 years ago

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@spirits-of-nature16 liked for a Scott Calvin Starter!

Being Santa Claus was a full-time job!

Toys were constantly created and tested throughout the year, the Naughty and Nice list consistently updated, it was all work and with the year coming to an end, that meant there wasn’t a lot of time to play around. Scott didn’t like that last part, one bit.

Peering out of a nearby window, Santa noticed the fresh snowfall and pondered an idea. “ Everyone- Everybody, stop what you’re doing! “

Machines and gizmos whirred to a stop as the elves brought their attention towards Santa from their workstations.

“ Look, I know we’ve all been working hard. We’re pretty on schedule for this year, so... “ He clapped. “ How’s a break sound? For the whole day? “

Gasps and gleeful murmurs erupted throughout the workshop. “ You mean it, Santa?! “ an elf asked.

Scott put his hands behind his back and took a few steps, nonchalantly. “ Oh, I dunno... Maybe I’m just kiddi- LAST ONE OUTSIDE IS A FRUITCAKE!! “

Just like that, everyone (Santa included) came gleefully charging out from the doors of the workshop and into the snowy outdoors! Once outside, the elves immediately started playing in the snow; creating snowmen, making snow angels, running around, but most importantly...

They began a snowball fight.

“ SNOWBALL FIIIIGHT!! “

Right then and there, the exterior of the workshop became a BATTLEGROUND. Smushed together piles of snow were thrown back and forth from all sides of the field. Poor Scott was trying his best to keep up with everyone, throwing snowballs to anyone who ran past him, but as soon as he’d throw a snowball, he’d be pelted by another!

“ Ooh- Ack- Gah! No fair! I’m a big target!! “ Scott playfully remarked. He tried to continue his attempt of a counterattack, but it was futile. So, Scott opted to run for cover. He shielded his face and ran for the nearest cover; the mailbox near the entrance of the gates.

“ Phew...!! “ Scott happily exhaled. “ This is just what they all needed! But... I’m not sure if this is what I needed! “ As Santa joked to himself, he suddenly felt something was off.

...You know that feeling when someone’s watching you? Yeah, he felt THAT. Scott turned around and was greeted by an unfamiliar presence (which is rare for him- he’s Santa Claus!!). He nearly jumped back!

“ AH-- I mean uh, hello! “ He awkwardly waved. “ ...Who are you? “

#spirits-of-nature16 #PART OF THE SANTA CLAUSE || ( scott calvin! )#[ you have been waiting for this for AGES- i had to do this one first! ]#[ hope it didn't disappoint! ^^ ]

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notjustabooksims · 5 years ago

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Snowball fiiiight! 😁❄️

#ts3 #ts3 gameplay #ts3 legacy #westfield legacy #sim: cress westfield #sim: lewis westfield #love cress' cheerful dodge

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angelbeamz · 2 years ago

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Joshua Smirked when he Saw Neku shield his Face. Although not Quite the Reaction he was hoping for, he was Glad that it Means None got in his Eyes or Anything. After all, making Neku Blind was Never on his To Do List...

Yet his Eyes Widened when he Saw the SnowBall being Thrown at him. He Turned Around So his Back got Struck. At this Point, he couldn't Hold back his Chuckles. However, these were Different. They weren't Mocking, or Cocky. They were Chuckles of Enjoyment! It's been a While Since he had Childish Fun...

"I'm Certainly gonna get You, SnowBall Master Neku..!"

And as he Spoke, he moved to Roll Up a Ball of Snow. Time won't Wait for him! He did the Best he could, trying to make the Weapon SnowBall as Tight as he could make it So it wouldn't Collapse Mid Throw before Throwing it at Neku.

@angelbeamz

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Sometimes Joshua’s history lessons were genuinely interesting, but they were also so long, and Neku didn’t particularly care about this one in the first place. He was well aware of how rare snow in Shibuya was, he’d lived here his whole life.

He’d already tried to tune Joshua out but he just kept talking, so eventually Neku had enough and tossed a snowball in his direction to shut him up. It worked, and Neku couldn’t help but laugh when he saw the look on Joshua’s face. The only thing rarer than snow in Shibuya was catching the Composer off guard like that.

“Oh? Think you can beat me in a snowball fight- Hey!” He only laughed more as he quickly lifted an arm to shield his face from the handful of snow that was thrown at him, and then he reached down to scoop some snow into another snowball.

“This is how you make a snowball,” he said before throwing it at Joshua.

#pleeeease su #they're having fun #just the legendary player and basically a god playing snowball fiiiight #limitlesspossibilities #reblog #ic #v; NEO

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rwby-prsm · 3 years ago

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“SNOWBALL FIIIIGHT!!”

“A-are you sure this is a good idea?”

“Lighten up, Kira~! Hee get it? Light.... Anyway, this is just, like, for fun, right? Don’t get too competitive and you’ll totally have a great time~!”

“Alright.... I’ll try.”

#dash commentary #apricus au #nightlight #safyra draco

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spnsisimagines · 7 years ago

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Day 7: Snowball Fight

Warnings: Dammit is said once Characters: Sam & Dean Winchester, Sister Winchester Reader, Castiel Summary: SNOOOWBALLLL FIIIIGHT Reader’s Age: Any Word Count: 1034

Y/N: Your Name

A/N: SNOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW. Enjoy!

25 Days of Christmas Masterlist

You shuffled into the library in an oversized fuzzy sweater with a cup of hot cider warming your hands. You sat down next to Sam who was reading.

"What'cha doin'?" You asked, peering over his shoulder.

Sam kept his eyes on his book, "Reading," he replied.

"What'cha readin'?" You retorted.

Sam sighed and closed his book, shoving it away as he leaned back in his chair. "Can I help you with something?" He asked.

"Nope," you took a sip of your cider. Sam smiled and patted your shoulder. A few seconds of comfortable silence passed before the bunker's door opened.

Dean walked down the steps covered in snow. "It's really coming down out there," he commented as he set a few bags on the map table, followed by him walking into the library.

"It's not light and fluffy snow either, it's compacting snow," Dean spoke as he took his coat off.

"Rea-a-lly?" You stretched out the word in a high-pitched voice, taking a sip of cider with a slight smirk showing.

"Yea-a-h," Dean mocked your voice. You stuck your tongue out at him which he gladly returned.

"I'll be back," you declared, setting your mug on the table, getting up and dashing out of the room.

You grabbed your coat, gloves, and a bucket and sprinted outside. You collapsed into the snow and started forming balls out of it, placing them into your bucket.

You picked up your bucket and went inside. You squatted down behind the railings and waited for your first victim.

You saw Sam leaving the library. You picked up a snowball and chucked it as hard as you could, hitting him in the head. Sam dropped the book he was carrying and looked up to find the assassin.

You burst out laughing as you reached for another snowball. Dean came out of the library as you threw the snowball, it hit him square in the chest. He didn't seem to flinch, his eyes just looked at his chest, but then slowly rose to you.

"Uh-oh," you mumbled to yourself. Dean smirked as he slowly walked away. You were expecting more of a fight, but if you just got away with a free hit then you got no reason to complain.

You decided to get more bundled up and go outside, maybe make a few snow angels?

You walked outside and leaped into a pile of snow. You moved your arms and legs back and forth when a sudden voice startled you. "Hello, Y/N," you lifted your head and saw Cas standing by the door.

"What's up, Cas?" You sat up, being careful not to ruin your creation.

Castiel looked up, "The sky, some clouds-"

"Cas," you pursed your lips, "I meant what's up with you?"

"Oh," Cas shuffled awkwardly, "I just wanted to stop by,"

"Okay... Could you help me up? I don't wanna ruin this," you held out your hands.

Cas took your hands and you jumped up, making sure not to ruin it. You walked over to the head of it and drew a little oval in the snow. "Look, Cas, it's you," you pointed with a big smile on your face. Cas tilted his head before giving you a warming smile.

Silence filled the air before it was broken by a very loud, "ATTACK!" that echoed throwout the area, catching you off guard. You spun around and saw Sam and Dean charging at you with arms filled with snowballs. They ducked behind a giant pile of snow and started launching snowballs over it. You ran over and tackled Cas, landing behind some bushes.

You rolled off of Cas and peeked your head over the bushes, seeing a snowball fly straight towards your face, but luckily, you ducked just in time. "Okay, Cas, we gotta beat those guys, are you with me?" You asked as you compacted snow into little balls.

"I don't quite under-"

You cut Cas off, "There's no time to explain, soldier! You're rather with me or you ain't! So, tell me, are you with me?" You spoke in a drill sergeant voice.

"Uh, yes," Cas nodded.

"That's great to hear, soldier! Now start making more ammo! We're gonna need it!" You instructed. Cas nodded and began creating more 'ammo.'

As Cas made snowballs you threw them over the bushes, hoping to hit one of the enemies. "Okay, soldier, I'm gonna have to sneak around, we ain't gonna hit them from here. You're gonna have to listen to me, I may not make it out of there alive, so if I do fall, you have to pick up where I left off and avenge me. Can you do that?" You grabbed Cas' shoulder. Cas nodded. You patted his cheek before looking over the bushes, "It's clear," you said mostly to yourself. You grabbed some ammo and snuck around the bushes. You then went into a full sprint when you realized there was no more cover.

You leaped over the enemies barriers, throwing a snowball in mid-air, successfully hitting one of your targets. But, sadly, the other one threw a ball at you. It hit you as you fell into the snow.

"MAN DOWN!" You screamed, "CASTIEL! AVENGE ME!" You said with your final breath.

The one that killed you yelled something along the lines of, "SAMMY!" But before you knew it, everything went black. That is until you peeked your eyes open to watch the final battle.

Cas emerged from the bushes, locked and loaded. He was throwing snowballs everywhere. Dean hopped over the barrier and started throwing snowballs as well. Then, they both threw one at the same time, successfully hitting each other. They both went down with a huge thud.

"SO WHO WON?" You yelled as Sam helped you up, seeing as you were almost buried in snow.

"IT'S A TIE!" Dean yelled back as he stood up.

"Dammit..." You mumbled to yourself. Sam gave you a look that you knew meant to 'watch your language' but you didn't care and he didn't seem to mind that much.

"What do you say we get inside and drink some hot cocoa to get warmed up?" Sam suggested. You all nodded and went inside.

I hope y’all like this one! I’m open for tips on improving!

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