#where’s the jolly st. nick fandom

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Merry Christmas gu- (little elf runs past) woah, guys did you see that?…..

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once again- oKAY FELLOW NON-INDIGENOUS PEOPLE, LISTEN UP. ESPECIALLY THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE IN THE HAZBIN HOTEL FANDOM.

......Stop it. Just STOP it. 

now listen I’m not here to “cancel” Alastor. I’m not here to “cancel” Vivziepop or Hazbin Hotel.

HOWEVER!!!!!

I would like to make it VERY clear

that if you would like this fandom to NOT be a racist trash fire

that we should get something clear about Alastor- specifically, what he IS.

this is because (if this fandom is not a racist trash fire) we know WHAT. HE. IS. NOT.

....anyway

These are traditional Krampus masks/costumes. 

Krampus is a folk spirit/entity from eastern/northeastern Europe. He is often described as “Evil Santa Claus” but it is more accurate to say the Krampus and St. Nicholas are co-workers, or that St. Nick is Krampus’ boss. Krampus has a variable appearance, but a few things are fairly stable:

hooves

horns (these can be goat horns, ram horns, layered horns/multiple horns, demon horns, horns all over his head, I’ve even seen a good amount of antlered Krampus)

big shaggy figure

EXTREMELY exaggerated grin or snarl

red colors, bells and chains

Eats People, adults, kids, whatever, in some tellings it’s only if you’re naughty, in other tellings he will eat whoever. Most versions of Krampus have him as a straight-up demon, but other version of “evil santa’s helpers” that are conflated with Krampus are canonically former human cannibals. 

Krampus’ preffered METHOD of killing and eating people (usually kids) is to hit them with a birch switch/bundle of birch sticks, throw them in a burlap sack or cage over his shoulder, DRAG THEM DOWN TO HELL, AND MAKE THEM INTO STEW.

Also, while it’s unclear whether the original folklore is referring to Krampus as an individual... given the sheer amount of these guys at Krampus runs, there are obviously quite a few Krampus active at any given time in the modern cultural consciousness. 

so to repeat:

a Krampus is a 

Hooved and/or horned

Shaggy, unkempt and frightening creature with a taste for human flesh

with an exaggerated grin/snarl and a red/black/metallic color scheme

Wielding a cane,

and often portrayed as a twisted version of St. Nick’s

Toy-gifting

Jolly

Holiday

“Entertainer” persona

so Alastor isn’t just a Krampus. He’s an EXTREMELY UNSUBTLE KRAMPUS. 

now the only question is... what the FUCK is a Krampus doing running around hell, taking power and eating DEMONS? that isn’t exactly their role (though they do seem to LIVE in hell during the rest of the year, so he may just Live There) 

well... here’s where it gets interesting. 

Because many modern interpretations of Krampus place him as a relative, servant, or otherwise having some close ties to Hel.

wait, I hear you asking, what does Hel, the norse goddess of the underworld and dishonored dead, have to do with this?

well

....I’ll just leave yall with this picture  and let you do your own research. 

tldr god damn Krampus are so cool

and Al is a Krampus

that is WHAT HE IS.

DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME HAZBIN HOTEL FANDOM.

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25 days of Christmas Drabbles/Day 24 Christmas Eve.

This special challenge is by @cherrytrinkets and can be found here.

This comes from a almost long since lost rp with a partner back from my short stint in the Tokyo Ghoul fandom where I did Hide with a friend’s Kaneki, I still have no forgotten that story and am very much so attached to it. Special thanks to my friend Ash @pastel-anime-lover for this inspiration even almost two years after this rp ended.

Also tagging my friend @leonhart-ani, thanks for sticking with me through this challenge.

Drabble Challenge: Yes 25 days of Christmas Day: 24/25 Fandom: Tokyo Ghoul Pairing: KanekixHide/Hidekane/Kenhide (IDK which it is so all three) Setting: Canon divergent au

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Here he was, unfortunately working on Christmas eve. His boss really did have no soul, at least that is what it felt like. Hide just wanted to get home to his boyfriend Kaneki and their adoptive son Akihiko. This would be little Akihiko’s third Christmas with them, and their third Christmas together thanks to that special little boy they had been blessed with that Kaneki found just three years earlier.  That little boy had brought them together and much closer than either could have ever imagined, even through a few ups and downs, which really did help them in a long run of everything. He looked towards the clock on the wall, still another two hours of work. He sighed. He wanted to be home to tuck his little boy in and read him things such as “The Night Before Christmas” by Clement Clarke Moore. That was everything he wanted to do, but could not do while waiting for his shift to finally end and to be able to go home and spend this night with his family.

He shot Kaneki a quick text for the millionth time that day apologizing for not being home on what was supposed to be one of two amazing days off that he had been expecting to get. He always got back, “It’s fine Hide, really” of course Hide did not agree with that. He was always feeling guilty about things like this. Though he would be home to at least help slide the additional presents under the tree for Akihiko, and to stuff the stockings, but he wanted to do so much more with and for the boy. He really wanted to make each and every Christmas special for the kid, and his definition of special was to  be there at bed time to read him a story and to tuck him and promise that he would make sure the milk and cookies were placed out for Santa. He wanted to do all of this with his son the way his parents used to do for him. This always provided some frustration when he could not be there the way he wanted.

That is when his boss walked by.  The usual stone cold face seemed a bit sad. He looked around, then shockingly gave everyone permission to go home as no customers had really come in for half an hour. After a quick clock out, Hide jumped into his car and went off into Tokyo traffic. He played the Christmas music loudly, but it was not the same without his family in the car. He had grown used to hearing Akihiko as he sang along with the music, and Kaneki encouraging the boy as best as he could, even singing on a little himself, and then poking and prodding Hide until he finally gave in and joined in the singing fun. Of course he never really sang alone. He hated his singing voice. He wound up just driving awkwardly home, though it took an hour thanks to the traffic of Tokyo.

Once he finally got parked he was flying out of the car and into the building. The elevator ride was insufferable to say the least, but he managed to get up there and was flying down the hall within minutes. He managed to get right in the door and called out, “I’m home!”

That is when his and Kaneki’s three year old son Akhiko came running at him from the bathroom, already in his PJs. Hide’s heart broke a little. That meant not only had he missed the Christmas movie, but he had missed making the cookies. He managed to get a smile on his face and drop to a knee bringing the boy into his arms and spinning him around before just hugging him there.

“Hey baby boy.” Was all he said before nuzzling his hair and looking over to Kaneki, exchanging a quick kiss before he went over and set Akihiko down on the couch. “I didn’t mean to miss so much of Christmas eve, but I am here to at least read you a story before you go to bed.”

With that he pulled out the book and sat down, allowing Akihiko to find his way into his lap before he started.

“ 'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds; While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter's nap, When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window I flew like a flash, Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash. The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow, Gave a lustre of midday to objects below, When what to my wondering eyes did appear, But a miniature sleigh and eight tiny rein-deer, With a little old driver so lively and quick, I knew in a moment he must be St. Nick. More rapid than eagles his coursers they came, And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name: "Now, Dasher! now, Dancer! now Prancer and Vixen! On, Comet! on, Cupid! on, Donner and Blitzen! To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall! Now dash away! dash away! dash away all!" As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly, When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky; So up to the housetop the coursers they flew With the sleigh full of toys, and St. Nicholas too— And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof The prancing and pawing of each little hoof. As I drew in my head, and was turning around, Down the chimney St. Nicholas came with a bound. He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot; A bundle of toys he had flung on his back, And he looked like a pedler just opening his pack. His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry! His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry! His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow; The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth, And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath; He had a broad face and a little round belly That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly. He was chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf, And I laughed when I saw him, in spite of myself; A wink of his eye and a twist of his head Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread; He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work, And filled all the stockings; then turned with a jerk, And laying his finger aside of his nose, And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose; He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight— “Happy Christmas to all, and to all a good night!’“

When he finished reading the story, he noticed Akihiko had fallen asleep. “Darn, oh well, it is time for the all the good little boys and girls to be asleep.” He sighed and kissed his head before moving him to bed and going back to Kaneki.

“I guess we better get everything else ready, I’ll eat the cookies, I know it’s hard on you to eat regular human food now.” Hide said stealing a kiss when he pulled Kaneki under the mistletoe with him.

“Thanks, let’s just get this all out of the way, the sooner we sleep, the sooner we can see that smile on Akihiko’s face tomorrow morning.” Kaneki’s voice was soft, and neither of them really did stay up long after Akihiko was in bed anyways, often having school or work the following morning.

Hide quickly ate the cookies and drank the milk before stuffing Kaneki and Akihiko’s stockings. He then helped Kaneki stuff the extra gifts under the tree before they headed to bed. Kaneki had stayed behind to stuff Hide’s stalking, everything was supposed to be a surprise.

When Kaneki’s body finally feel next to his he rolled over. “You are going to give me Cuddles now Kaneki. Until morning.” He stole a kiss when Kaneki finally rolled over after whining.

“You are so demanding.” Kaneki joked a little and returned the kiss, settling into a cuddle at long last as they headed towards sleep.