OK so i was doing my yearly re-watch of How the Grinch Stole Christmas with my family, an i noticed something that i have never see discussed, never even seen acknowledged, and i believe that it should be… there is a lesbian couple in the move, and no its not background characters, they play a huge role in the movie itself its these two
think about it, they live together, a baby was SENT to them, and they proceeded to raise the Grinch together.
“Do you guys think I could rig up the office with traps like this kid does?!”
“If you do I’m not defending you in court Trucy.”k“Haha, we all know Polly’s gonna be the one to get into all of them!”
And here’s my secret santa for @miluotic!! I know you said you wanted some family fluff and being the grinch that I am I chose the only festive thing I’d ever done; watching home alone with the family.
Okay but for real, Bilbo is the person who turns on the Christmas music the second midnight passes on November first.
He is holly and jolly and firmly believes that November is Pre-Christmas and the entire month of December is Christmas until the twenty-fifth which is Christmas Proper.
Alternately, Thorin’s eye starts twitching if he sees tinsel before Thanksgiving.
Thorin is the guy who rants to whoever is unfortunate enough to go shopping with him about goddamn commercialized holidays, meanwhile Bilbo is in the next aisle over with Frodo trying to decide what color scheme the tree should have that year.
Bilbo puts up the Christmas tree on Halloween night, Thorin doesn’t do it until the week before at the earliest.
Imagine Natasha can't stand Christmas but knows her friends love it so she just uses it as an excuse to be extra sweet to them (I know I'm a grinch but Christmas my style sucks and I need someone who agrees)
(This is sooo late, and I’m very sorry. Have a blast of Christmas in…March. >.>)
While every Who down in Whoville may like Christmas a lot,
But Natasha who grew up in the Red Room did not!
Natasha hated Christmas, the whole Christmas season!
Now, please don’t ask why. We all know the reason.
Upon growing up, trained only to fight,
Natasha was never given time for Christmas, it was seen as a blight.
Now this reason is likely to appall,
But brave reader, please try not to bawl.
But however good the reason, Natasha did not want to be this way,
And stand here on Christmas Eve hating the day
Staring out at her friends with a thoughtful frown,
Wondering at the warm lights and smiles gracing them like a crown
And even though she had to grit her teeth,
Natasha stood up and helped Bruce put up a wreath.
Finally all the Avengers were dreaming sweet dreams without care,
And Natasha snuck back to the little display in the hall, and stood on a chair.
There wasn’t much time, indeed she was rather pinched,
But if Santa could do it, so could the redheaded Grinch.
Then she slithered and slunk, with a smile most pleasant,
Around the whole room, and distributed specialty presents!
And she slunk to the icebox, and pulled out the Christmas feast,
Made sure every last delicacy was preped and greased.
She cleaned out that icebox as quick as a flash.
Why, afterwards, Natasha even threw out the trash!
It was a quarter of dawn, all her friends still a-bed,
All the Avengers still dreaming on, when she pulled out her freshly made bread.
She surveyed what she had done in the night,
Checking to make sure everything was done up right.
Strewn about the room was their presents, their ribbons, their wrappings,
The tags, and the tinsel, the trimmings, the trappings!
She smiled to herself and whispered a dare,
Welcome Christmas, bring at least my friends their share.