“It’ll nearly be like a picture print by Currier & Ives…” (”Sleigh Ride”) The prints by Currier & Ives are a testament to life in the 19th century. A famous lithograph, from 1862, is titled “Central Park, Winter - The Skating Pond.” It portrays ice skaters, with the Bow Bridge in the background. While the Central Park Lake is no longer used for ice skating, the Bow Bridge remains beautiful in the 21st century:) (Photo taken on February 6, 2014)
Winter is every vampires dream come true, the long night and the cold air. Not having to explain to mundanes why they’re pale! But for Raphael and Simon winter is their only chance to really go out and do couply stuff.
They visit the Bryant Park winter village constantly. Holding hands while they browse the shops filled with pointless artifacts that were too overpriced.
They never miss the Rockerfeller Christmas tree lighting
Or the ball drop on New Years eve
Walking through Central Park right after a snow storm with Coffee cups filled with warm blood as they recount holiday stories from their childhood.
Simon learning about all the Santiagoes Christmas traditions and telling Raphael about Hanukkha
And also Raphael wearing Simon’s oversized sweaters because he loves the feel of the fabric against his skin, even though he can’t feel the cold, something about wearing Simon’s sweater while wind is howling mercilessly outside.
They’d have a little fire going in the fire place while they watch Home Alone and other holiday specials.
They’d always try to one up each other with Holiday presents until they just decide to buy each other fuzzy socks
Matching: ‘All I want for Hanukkha/Christmas is you’ sweaters
@xofemeraldstars requested: it’s the first snow since simon became a vampire and is back at the hotel. and he can’t wait to get out and play, build a snowman but doing it alone aint fun. how is he gonna convince raphael to join him?
knew it was a snow day, not just because he checked the weather app that was
now useless on his phone, or the distant buzzing of the news constantly playing
the weather forecast on the televisions on the other vampires on his floor.
was the howl of the wind as it whipped along, he could picture it, the snow
falling peacefully before being picked up off the ground by a gust of wind,
spiraling and swirling before settling to the ground again, it was the
occasional cheer that was loud enough to carry through the barren streets.
laid in bed and remembered the days where he’d hold tightly to his fathers hand
as they shoveled the drive way. The hot chocolate he’d drink with his sister,
stealing her mini marshmallows when she wasnt looking. He remembered he the day
he sneaked out with Clary because she wanted to paint Central Park while it
had long come to terms that he had a new life now, new family. And though his
new life was restricted he swore to make the best of it.
the sunset early that after, Simon found himself dressed in coats and hats he
didn’t need but had to wear for appearance sake.
didn’t ask any of the night children to join him as he left the hotel, though
he got along with most of them, he was a baby to them, someone naive that held
on too much of their mundane life.
trek to Central Park was quicker now, with empty streets and his vampire speed
to aide. It was much lonelier as well, no giggling Clary spilling her cocoa in
the snow and sliding on ice.
sat on the bench and watched, people skiing, building snowman and having snow
ball fights. Simon begrudgingly returned to the hotel in search of the one
person he knew he’d be able to convince to go out in the snow with him.
sat with his back to the door, facing the window, the curtains drawn back, the
full moon and flurries on full display “what can I do for you
fledgling?” He asked without turning around.
another time Simon would demand Raphael explain how he knew who it was, demand
to be taught how to do it himself but right he had more important matters at
Rapha” he began, chuckling nervously. Raphael always made him nervous,
though he didn’t know why, now that Simon had came back to the hotel, the two
have developed a friendship, Raphael laughed when Simon called it that -which
caused Simon chest to feel tingly-but Simon knew they were friends.
Raphael turned around to face
“it’s stupid and I won’t do it” Raphael had grown accustomed to
Simon’s silly and sometime outrageous request. And though he eventually gives
in, he loves the defeated pout the fledgling wore and his persistence.
haven’t even told you what I wanted"
Simon countered and Raphael smirked.
me then” Raphael gestured for Simon to continue.
want someone to go to the park with me so I can build a snowman?” The
words sounded unsure to Simon as they left his lips, he was pouting before he’d
even finish, knowing that Raphael’s answer would remain unchanged.
stupid and I won’t do it, don’t you have something better to do?” Raphael
sighed. It’s been ages since he’d played out in the snow, maybe since his own
turning, if he didn’t count that one drunken night with Ragnor and Magnus,
stumbling and slipping on ice. A fond smile pulled on his lips at the memory.
Raph, it’ll be fun and we won’t need gloves or anything, I’ve always wanted to
touch snow without gloves, I did it once but I got frost bites, Dot had to hide
me and Clary in her apartment for an half a day until it wasn’t blue anymore, I
might actually be able to make a proper snowman, I’ve ne-”
watched Simon rant on and on about the things he’d never gotten to do and Clary
and blah blah, Raphael was too caught up with how cute Simon looked, pacing the
floor, his hand tugging at his roots of his hair and then gesturing wildly to
actual listen to whatever it was the fledgling asked for.
dios just shut up” Raphael groaned.
what?” Simon gaped.
go, for half an hour, don’t expect me to part take in your nonsense either,
just shut up” Raphael glared because he wouldn’t be Raphael Santiago if he
quickly agreed, he’ll see to the stipulations later. His stomach did that thing
again when Raphael put on a soft wool beanie on to cover his hair.
talked a mile a minute as they walked more slower than usual to Central Park.
Raphael nodded along and added his bits and pieces as they went.
trekked there the park until Simon found the perfect spot of untouched snow to
lay down on.
won’t die of hypothermia now” he cheered as he moved his arms and legs in
motion to make a snow angel.
watched him, slightly amused by Simon’s antics. A fond smile forming on his
really just going to stand there?” Simon questioned and Raphael nodded.
“You’re not fun” he mumbled and moved on from making a snow angel to
building a tiny snowman.
am fun” Raphael countered.
Rapha, keep telling yourself that” Simon smirked and turned his back on
Raphael to make other tiny snow man to match the first.
frowned his eyes and grapes at Simon, he’ll show that damn fledgling who he can
have fun, Raphael silently bent down and scooped up a hand full of snow,
rounded in off into a nice ball before tossing it at Simon.
no fun huh?” He called as Simon shirked.
Santiago did you just throw a snowball?” Simon looked at him with wide
Raphael responded by
tossing another snowball, this one hitting Simon in the face.
“Oh, you’re on, Santiago”
Simon yell and began to scoop up snow. Raphael broke out in a run and gathered
snow ball as he sprinted around the park.
Central Park became their
playing field and Simon was happy for his vampire speed and the darkness of the
night. Raphael’s company was reassuring and comfortable and Simon was himself
and he was happy. He paused for a quick second to gaze at Raphael, laughing and
Simon wonders if they
will be like this again, or if when they return to the hotel, Raphael’s mask will
be on again, static and unreadable, cold and distant.
“I didn’t think you were
the type to give up easily, baby” Raphael called from where he was hunched over,
his hair hanging in front of his eyes, snowflakes stuck to it.
Simon didn’t know if he
believed in angels but goddamnit Raphael Santiago came close to being one. “I’ll
let you catch your breath, Santiago” he yelled.
“We’re vampires idiota” Raphael
said while he flung a snowball at an unexpected Simon “we don’t need to breathe”
“That’s dirty play
Santiago” Simon ran after Raphael.
Raphael dropped the balls that he was carry
and began to run from Simon “I trained you better than that Simon” Raphael
turned to yell at Simon, ignoring the stomp of ice. “Whoa, oh” he yelled as he
“Raphael” Simon raced
over to see Raphael sprawled out of the floor laughing “are you okay?”
“Damn that was fun,
tomorrow night we’re going ice skating”
Summary: Reader and Bucky want to make new traditions for their first Christmas together with unexpected results.
Warnings: Fluff mostly, implied smut? Maybe? I dunno. :D
Word Count: 1654
A/N: This was written for @themercurialmadhatter (previously murialweathers I hope? That’s the name I received originally) or do you prefer @buckysplumfondler ? I’ll just tag both. :) I’m your Secret Santa!! I know you requested Bucky fluff/smut but I’m not a smut writer. This does have a little bit of heat in it, though! I really hope you like this.
“Let’s see,” you recalled, counting on your fingers as you spoke, “Tree lighting ceremony? Check. Ice skating at Rockefeller Center? Check. Window shopping at Macy’s? Check. Walk through Central Park as the snow falls? Now we can check that one off!”
“Yeah, but was it worth it, doll?” asked your favorite Super Soldier, settling down next to you on the couch in the common room.
You sniffled, snuggled up in a blanket as your attentive boyfriend handed you a mug of hot chocolate to warm you. The park, while beautiful and romantic as you strolled arm in arm with Bucky, it had also been absurdly freezing and now you could not get warm enough.
“Yes, it was!!” you assured him, curling into his side to steal his heat as well.
He let you pick the movie and slowly your body temperature rose to normal, empty mug of cocoa resting on the coffee table. Halfway through the movie, Clint came waltzing in to the room with something in his hands.
“I don’t mind getting wet. Actually, Paris is the most beautiful in the rain.” (”Midnight In Paris”) This wonderful movie also reminds me of New York City. Both cities are extraordinary. While I believe NYC is the most beautiful in the snow, Central Park was especially serene on this rainy day:) (Photo taken on October 24, 2017)