christmas is cancelled

psychedemigod  asked:

I thought of something with dragon Michael. So Jeremy and Michael visit the beach and Michael is pumped right? They spend the day doing regular beach stuff, then they go back at night. The moon is reflected in the water and Michael jumps for it. When he finds its not there he just looks up at Jeremy like someone told him Christmas was cancelled. Jeremy comforts him while the only thing Michael says is, "The moon was a lie Jeremy." Sorry this is weird hhhhhh

why say the moon was a lie when jeremy was right there the whole time

Washington: Christmas is cancelled.

Jefferson: You can’t cancel a holiday.

Washington: Keep it up, Thomas, and you’ll lose the Fourth of July.

Jefferson: What does that mean?

Washington: Alexander, take the Fourth of July away from Thomas.

masterlist of my smut

here’s all my smut in one place if anyone ever wants it ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

-Please Don’t Tease: Dan can’t come until he begs, which he most certainly will not.

-Push Leads to Shove:  Dan and Phil are known arch enemies. It’s a bit of a surprise that they end up fucking then, isn’t it?

-All Fun and Games: Dan and Phil play strip poker.

-Paper Cuts: Dan’s hands are covered in paper cuts, and masturbating has become entirely to difficult. Luckily Phil is there to help him.

-Valentine’s Desires: Phil knows that what Dan really wants is a rim job.

-Christmas Can’t Be Cancelled: Dan’s boarding school doesn’t allow the students to celebrate Christmas, so when they’re locked in their rooms for the day, Phil Lester makes sure to get locked in Dan’s room instead of his own.

-Mistletoe Miracles: Dan just wants to kiss Phil Lester under the mistletoe. And, okay, maybe he wants to do more than just kiss, but so what?

-Scarier Things:  Dan’s worst fear is being outed, and his boggart knows that. After being outed to his class, Phil shows him that there are scarier things than being gay (and maybe that wasn’t the smartest idea, but he’s a Hufflepuff, not a Ravenclaw).

-Sleepy Drawings: Dan is drowning is textbooks, and he can’t help it that he falls asleep in the library. Phil, an art major, can’t help it that he draws the sleeping boy, and neither of them can help the relationship that blooms.

-Trust Me: Phil gives Dan a handjob in class.

-Why You Should Wear Your Hearing Aids: Dan is deaf and doesn’t realize how loudl he’s being while he masturbates, which is driving Phil crazy (in a good way).

-The Gayest of Chickens: Dan and Phil play gay chicken.

-The Hickey: Dan’s a complete virgin and he’s never had a hickey before, so he asks his best friend for a favor.

—The Blowjob: (sequel to The Hickey) After asking his best friend for a hickey, and loving it, Dan asks for a second favor.

——The Sex: (Finale of the hickey/the blowjob oneshot series) Dan needs one more favor, and he knows exactly who to ask.

-I Know You’re So Pretty: Blind!Dan and Phil go to the bar and Dan gets horny when he’s drunk.

-Let’s Get Back To Hating Each Other: Hufflepuff!Phil hates Slytherin!Dan, so when they get in trouble together and decide to steal the documents that say they’re in trouble, he definitely doesn’t expect what happens next.

-Sleep Sex: Dan gets horny in his sleep and he lets Phil do what he wants with him.

-Risky Situations: Dan Howell and Phil Lester don’t like each other, but Dan had too much pride to turn down Phil’s dare, even if it was to masturbate during class.

-Thinking Out Louder:  (sequel to thinking out loud) Dan finds out about Phil’s ability.

-Sex in the Sex Store: Phil works in a sex store and Dan in a frequent customer. For once, he actually agrees to let Phil show him how to use his new toy.

-Misplaced Emotions: Dan Howell is a vampire who’s lost his humanity, and all he wants is to fuck Phil Lester, who just so happens to be a vampire hunter.

HOME FOR CHRISTMAS

Once again, Taehyung won’t make it home for Christmas.

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Sense8 and what it means to us!

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I woke up this morning to the news of Sense8 getting cancelled by Netflix. It’s all over now. I am not someone who gets too attached to films or TV shows. I am not someone who even re-watches series or films that often. But Sense8 was something else. It meant so much to me, and I’m sure it meant so much to many other people as well.

Sense8 made me feel visible. And it made thousands of others feel that their existence is valued as well. It was the validation a lot of us did not even know we needed.

These last two years have been some of the worst days of my life. I have never been more lonely. I have been hitting rock bottom after rock bottom in my personal relationships as well as professional life. I got diagnosed with depression, and this escalated the gravity of all my problems. Throughout this period, it was this show that kept me going. I’ll share a little story here.

Christmas 2016 was one of the lowest points in my life. I was alone in my apartment. Everyone had left the city to go see their families. The entire town was empty. I was alone and the loneliness was  crippling me with its paranoia. I was not going to see a soul until New Year’s, and was on the brink of losing all hope. Sense8 Christmas Special was a gift from heaven for me. I had it played throughout the holidays in the background. Listening to these characters’ voices calmed me down. When I saw them dancing at the party, I cried and I cried. But I told myself that one day I will find my cluster. The scene where everyone celebrates Christmas, I cried because I vicariously celebrated Christmas through these beautiful characters. I was as lonely as Sun was in the prison cell. I was feeling as empty as Wolfgang was after realizing that he will no longer have Kala. And this show helped me through it all. So yeah, when I say this show helped me survive, I am not exaggerating. 

Everything around me was making me lose hope. Trump, Brexit, ISIS, the casual racism, the atrocities being committed towards people from the LGBT+ community. My own country is lying in a pool of chaos and divisions since the past year. And when the reality got too bleak to face, when I needed an escape, when I wanted to feel something again, I’d start watching Sense8. It would wipe away my cynicism, and give me hope. Not many things are left in this world that can do that anymore. 

So while I am extremely mad at Netflix for snatching away this piece of art from us, I am also thankful to the cast and crew of this show. Thank you JMS and The W’s for letting me know that you see me. Thank you for all those moments of exhilaration. I will never forget this show. And neither will any of the fans. 

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Christmas with the Curtis’ headcanon

-Darry is beginning to loathe Christmas because the boys are even more immature than normal, he has to constantly sit them down and remind them not to lose their heads.
-From December the 1st until December 30th  Two-Bit insists that they all listen to Christmas carols.
-Every year they have a Christmas tree decorating contest. Steve, Two-Bit and Sodapop are in one group, Ponyboy, Johnny and Dally are in the other. Darry is the judge.
-Two-Bit usually steals the tree, but he tells Darry he bought it- Darry never believes him though.
-Darry picks up extra shifts so he can buy all the boys presents, because none of them get anything from their own parents. 
-Dally hustles people at pool to earn money for presents, Two-Bit steals them all, Steve and Sodapop co-buy and usually get everyone crappy presents, they then buy each other really awesome presents.
-Ponyboy draws a picture of the gang and Darry hangs it in a frame.
-Johnny can’t afford anything and he isn’t all that creative, so he tells the gang just much he appreciates each and every one of them.
-On Christmas Day Darry cooks mass amounts of food and makes each and everyone of the gang help, he will take a step back and smile at how much his big family is getting along… he is proud of each and every one of them.
-They all open their presents during the night, Darry makes a big pot of hot chocolate and they open their gift, they end the night by listening to Elvis presley’s Christmas Vinyl.
-The next day, Sodapop thought it would be a great idea to jump on the couch and onto the tree… it wasn’t. It fell down on top of him, he got a broken leg and needed 8 stitches in his head, he never did that again.
-Darry was pissed and said that Christmas next year was cancelled, everyone was pretty disappointed… but they had it anyway.

The Christmas scene

Sherlock*proud as hell of himself*: Jeanette!  Ah, process of elimination.

Molly entering from the door.

Sherlock:*What the…? Makeup! Hair down! A ridiculous silver bow! Oh No! Under this thick coat there must be …*

Sherlock*shocked*: Oh, dear Lord.

Molly*smiling and shining*: Hello, everyone. Sorry, hello… it said on the door just to come up.

Everybody is greeting her.

Sherlock (rolling his eyes): Oh, everybody’s saying hello to each other. How wonderful! 

Sherlock:*I need any distraction, I don’t want to see this coat taken off, I CAN’T SEE THIS COAT TAKEN OFF!*

John: Let me … HOLY MARY! 

Lestrade: Wow! 

Sherlock (annoyed):* yup I was right, there is a sexy dress under this coat, which means … NO NO NO don’t go there now … just skip it!*

Molly (sweetly): Having a Christmas drinkies, then? 

Sherlock:*ok stay cool and answer with a smile*

Sherlock (trying to sound cool and epic-ally failing): No stopping them, apparently. 

Sherlock (sitting):*yessss the best distraction is John’s blog … let’s see what case he ruined this time*

Mrs Hudson: It’s the one day of the year where the boys have to be nice to me, so it’s almost worth it! 

John to Molly: Have a seat.

Sherlock (laughing bitterly in his palace) : *oh don’t worry about that … she’s not staying for a long time … she got better things to do*

Sherlock: John? 

John: Mmm? 

Lestrade: Molly?  Want a drink? 

Sherlock (huffing): and suddenly everybody is caring about Molly (he rolled his eyes)

Sherlock (trying to distract himself again): The counter on your blog still says one thousand eight hundred and ninety-five.

John (mocking): Ooh, no! Christmas is cancelled! 

Sherlock *like I’m not suffering enough right now!*: And you’ve got a photograph of me wearing that hat!

John: People like the hat.

Sherlock *it’s ridiculous!*: No they don’t. What people? 

Molly: How’s the hip?

Mrs Hudson: Ooh, it’s atrocious, but thanks for asking. 

Molly: I’ve seen much worse, but then I do post-mortems.

Sherlock (crazily laughing in his palace):*oh my god that’s a good one*. 

Awkward silence

Sherlock (wide eyes): *alright maybe not for everybody’s taste*

Molly (apologetically): Oh, God. Sorry.

Sherlock (finally looking to her): Don’t make jokes, Molly.

Sherlock (eyeing her sexy dress and feeling his heart sinking)

Molly: No. Sorry. 

Sherlock (eyeing her bags and feeling his heart sinking more and more):*a present wrapped in the same color of her lipstick, this is worse than I thought*

Molly to Lestrade: I wasn’t expecting to see you. I thought you were gonna be in Dorset for Christmas. 

Lestrade: That’s first thing in the morning, me and the wife. We’re back together. It’s all sorted. 

Sherlock (beginning to lose control): No, she’s sleeping with a P.E. teacher.

Molly: And John. I hear you’re off to your sister’s, is that right? 

John: Yeah.

Molly: Sherlock was complaining. 

Sherlock (looking to her disappointed): *come on now that, was private between us*

Molly: … saying.

Sherlock (rolling his eyes and whining): *yeah yeah whatever, why are you even still here asking everyone how you’re doing, don’t you have a (mocking) date you need to attend*

John: First time ever, she’s cleaned up her act. She’s off the booze.

Sherlock (having an irresistible urge to ruin everybody’s day and letting himself): Nope. 

John: Shut up, Sherlock.

Sherlock: *ok time to put Ms Hooper out of her misery and let her reach the (mocking) date in time*

Sherlock (faking sweetly): I see you’ve got a new boyfriend, Molly, and you’re serious about him. 

Molly: Sorry, what?

Sherlock (boiling inside): *oh don’t play shy!*

Sherlock: In fact, you’re seeing him this very night and giving him a gift.

John (trying to stop him): Take a day off. 

Lestrade (putting a glass in front of him as another desperate attempt to shut him up): Shut up and have a drink.

Sherlock: Oh, come on. Surely you’ve all seen the present at the top of the bag  perfectly wrapped with a bow. All the others are slapdash at best.

He stood up suddenly, wondering which lousy wrapped present was his. 

Sherlock: It’s for someone special, then. 

Sherlock (blood began to heat): *more special than me*

He picked the gift suppressing the need to toss it in the chimney.

Sherlock: The shade of red echoes her lipstick either an unconscious association or one that she’s deliberately trying to encourage. Either way, Miss Hooper has luuuuuve on her mind. The fact that she’s serious about him is clear from the fact she’s giving him a gift at all.

Sherlock (fire surrounding him in the palace): *she’s putting effort in this relationship, she’s serious about it, it means she’s over me*

Sherlock: That would suggest long-term hopes, however forlorn; and that she’s seeing him tonight is evident from her make-up and what she’s wearing.

Sherlock (confused): *HOW IN THE HELL’S NAME DID I MISS THAT?! WHO THE HELL IS THIS MAN AND WHERE DID SHE FIND HIM?*

Sherlock (playing with the card of the gift): *now let’s see what is the name of the new psychopath you chose this time, I hope he won’t be worse than Moriarty.

Sherlock: Obviously trying to compensate for the size of her mouth and breastssssssssss … 

Sherlock (reading the card for hundred times, checking the name for thousand times): *Sherlock, my name is Sherlock, Sherlock is my name, this is my present, it’s me the luuuuve in her mind, god help me she’s putting three kisses, I’m the romantic attachment, love Molly, she loves me, me she loves, and  I just (suddenly freezing in the palace)  … ooooooh dear lord*

Molly (getting him out of his thoughts with her voice that felt like a knife stabbing deeply through his heart): You always say such horrible things. Every time. Always. Always. 

He tried to run as fast as he could, he wanted the floor to swallow him in this moment, but she was hurt, his Molly was hurt because of him, again.

Sherlock:*be a man and fix what you just ruined* (he admonished himself roughly)

Sherlock(trying to find his voice): I am sorry. Forgive me. 

He never apologized before, but the words didn’t feel weird, he was sincere.

Sherlock: Merry Christmas, Molly Hooper.

She was very near, he could smell her perfume and the cookies she was baking, he couldn’t resist.

He leaned down to kiss her slightly on the cheek, he never imagined he would kiss her one day, there was no need to do so before or even now, but he just did, he wanted to, nothing could prepare him for the warm he felt around his heart, she was soft and warm, she was closer than ever, it felt good, it felt right.

 An erotic moan heard around the room, pulling him away from his alien thoughts.

Molly (terrified): No! That wasn’t …  I didn’t …

Sherlock (trying to pull himself out of this path and forgetting what he just felt, deleting it from his palace but failing, he convinced himself because it was new): No, it was me.

Lestrade (surprised): My God, really?! 

Molly (still terrified): What?!

Sherlock: My phone.

He thanked The Woman internally for the perfect rescue in the prefect time.


DARK RP STARTERS
  • "You'll be fine."
  • "I'm afraid it's very fatal."
  • "These test results..don't make any sense."
  • "How far can your arm go before it breaks?"
  • "I'll carve your eyes out with a spoon."
  • "What does he have that I don't"
  • "Why did he choose her instead of me?"
  • "..Why?"
  • "Make as many stab wounds as you want."
  • "I am destined as your tool."
  • "The girl must die."
  • "The boy must die."
  • "I want to taste your blood on my lips."
  • "Where do we go from here?"
  • "These voices..cease to let me be."
  • "I..can't stop crying."
  • "Use me as you will."
  • "None of it matters now."
  • "Shadows fallow my every step."
  • "You've gone..completely mad."
  • "I'm barking mad."
  • "Winter is coming."
  • "I could kill you right now."
  • "You..You're dead!"
  • "May the lord have mercy on your soul."
  • "The mental ward let me out early this year."
  • "Oh how i miss the voices."
  • "Everyone is equal when they're dead."
  • "Cancel Christmas."
  • "Bring me more war."
  • "I love war."
  • "I piss on your traditions."
  • "I hate your heart."
  • "I hate your soul."
  • "I promise, you won't feel a thing."
  • "Bring her to me."
  • "Bring him to me."
  • "A few holes in the head give the madness more space."
  • "I hate everything about you."
  • "I will abandon you."
  • "What is that girl up to?"
  • "I am stretched on your grave."
  • "Kill me now.."
  • "If I fall from the grace of God where no murdered ghost can haunt me.."
  • "You are one in from the plank, don't make me push you."
  • "I don't care."
  • "Leave me behind."
  • "Everything you've told me was a lie!"
  • "Everything I've told yo was a lie!"
  • "How could you ever think to leave them behind?"
  • "Someone should nail your feet to the floor."
  • "My last breath will be your curse."
  • "He will KILL you."
  • "She will KILL you."
  • "I did noting."
  • "It was an accident!"
  • "You've killed your own brother!"
  • "I want nothing to do with him!"
  • "How can I possibly trust you?"
  • "Pathetic."