first christmas movie i watched this year

A movie I first watched last year, which I’m now considering making a “Christmas movie tradition” is Krampus. 

You all know I love horror. I love comedy-horror. And I’m always interested in seeing movies about legends that aren’t really explored much in movies - at least, not American movies. 

If you’re a horror geek, like me, I highly recommend it. If you want to ‘learn’ about different Christmas folklore stories then Krampus is a really good introduction to this really fascinating tale.

Christmas/Winter Starters:
  • “Guess who signed us up to go Christmas caroling?”
  • “Sorry, it’s not me, it’s the eggnog.”
  • “Don’t get mad, but I think I set the Christmas tree on fire.”
  • “What must Santa have been smoking to think his reindeer can talk?”
  • “If me and Santa got into a fight, who do you think would win?”
  • “I guess someone’s not getting any use out of that slutty Santa outfit they bought.”
  • “All in saying is no one would catch us if we chopped down a tree.”
  • “I tried to buy one of those singing Santas but I spilled water on it and now it sounds demonic.”
  • “You know, you remind me a lot of the Grinch. The only difference is in the end, his heart grows three sizes, but you stay an asshole.”
  • “Pleaseeee? Nobody else wants to play Santa!!”
  • “I forgot how much work gingerbread houses were..”
  • “Don’t tell me this is your first hot chocolate?!”
  • “I swear if Frosty the Snowman doesn’t melt in the next five minutes, I’m shutting it off.”
  • “Umm just so you know, I’m kind of stuck in the Christmas lights.”
  • “Looks like you’re getting coal this year.”
  • “I just took an online quiz and it said I was on the Naughty List!! If it was you I could see it, but not me!”
  • “Are you seriously crying over Rudolph..?”  
  • “We’re not watching Hallmark Christmas movies.”
  • “Cancel all your plans! We’re watching Hallmark Christmas movies!”    
  • “What the hell kind of Charlie Brown Christmas tree did you buy?”
  • “I lit the fire because I want to make sure Santa knows who’s boss when he comes down that chimney.”  
  • “What did you ask for this Christmas?”
  • “Will you help me go Christmas shopping?”
  • “Have you seriously never eaten a candy cane?”
  • “Is there some kind of old woman shop where they sell those weird Christmas trees made of strawberry candy?”  
  • “Hey, I bought a paint your own ornament kit. Let’s make some!”
  • “Is this your first time getting/giving a present?”
  • “I just called to tell you Merry Christmas!”
  • “Will you drive around with me to look at the Christmas lights?”
  • “Please stop singing Christmas songs.”
  • “Why aren’t you singing along to the Christmas carols?”
  • “If you ring those dumb jingle bells one more time, I will wring your neck.”
  • “Oh my god is that a mistletoe..?”
  • “What kind of Christmas would it be if we didn’t play in the snow?”  
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Peter: it’s been a year
Me: yeah, okay

BTS On Christmas Morning

Jin: You woke up with a light peck on the lips and the soft sound of Christmas carols playing through the house. You opened your eyes and saw your boyfriend staring down at you, smiling sweetly. He had a santa hat on and a tray full of breakfast in his hands. “Merry Christmas, beautiful.” He grinned, setting the breakfast he made for you, down on the bed. He kissed your temple and waited for you to dig in along with him. 

Suga: You had to drag Yoongi out of bed. It was already almost noon and he hadn’t budged from his place on the bed. He groaned and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you down on the bed. “I’d rather spend the day with you, in bed.” You turned over and kissed his head. “Yoongi, it’s Christmas.” He groaned and hugged you tighter. “Exactly the reason why we should stay in bed.” He whispered to you. Knowing that he wouldn’t let go, you relaxed and nuzzled in his arms. 

J-Hope: The both of you had woken up around six in the morning. The two of you were so excited to open the presents you bought for one another that sleep was not an option. You both wore matching pajamas as you rustled through your small Christmas tree. You handed him your first present and he opened it happily. His eyes widened as he saw the autographed album of his favorite artist. “Y/N, you shouldn’t have.” He cooed, overjoyed with your present. He set it on the ground and kissed your cheek. “Merry Christmas, love.”


RM: Namjoon couldn’t stop taking pictures of you in your big Christmas sweater that acted more like a dress on you. You smiled but pushed the big bag of toys towards him. “We should get to the nursery soon, the kids are anxious for their toys.” You commented, as he picked them up, a wide, dimpled smile on his face. He leaned down and kissed your head. “Thank you for donating these with me.” He said, a smile still on his face. You grinned and kissed his cheek. “It’s Christmas, it’s the time for giving.” He laughed and ushered you out the door. “I love you.” 


Jimin: You woke up to a wet, soggy feeling on your face. You cocked one eye open and saw a pair of beady eyes staring down at you. The puppy was adorable, but the fact that the animal was on your chest scared you. You picked it up and examined it closely. It was too cute. Jimin popped his head through the doorway and sprung towards you and the dog. “His name is Chestnut, he’s our son! Merry Christmas babe!” He leaned in for a kiss but you kissed the dog instead.  You smiled cheekily at him and hugged the dog. “I wuv you,” you cooed. Then you looked to Jimin and winked “And I love you too.” 


V: He woke you up with a mug of hot chocolate and a few DVDs in his hand. He closed the blinds that brought the too bright sunlight into your room. He set the mugs down and put the first movie into the DVD player. “Merry Christmas, my love. I figured we should start the day with Rudolph, maybe The Grinch next?” he smiled as he climb into bed with you. He brought you into his arms and began watching the movie with you. 


Jungkook: Kookie nervously drummed his fingers against the kitchen table, waiting for you to wake up. Once you clambered down the hall, groggy and tired, he shot up from his place at the table and dragged you towards the fully lit Christmas tree. “Good morning, gorgeous. On this date, two years ago, I met you. Two amazing years later, we’re here, right now. Soo…” He got down on one knee and stuck out his hand, a ring in his fingers. “You’re my Christmas Miracle, Y/N. Will you marry me?” Now full awake, you couldn’t be happier. 

Winter Wonderland - Finn x Reader (Holiday Fic Extravaganza!)

REQUEST: can you do one where finn takes you skating for a fun winter date??? 

I’ll do you one better reader and have Finn take you on a skating date outside in a winter wonderland! This is the first of many in my Holiday Fic Extravaganza (ya thats what I’m gonna call it!)

NOTE: I know that Finn isn’t old enough to drive but let’s just pretend for a moment okay?!

PLOT: Finn takes you on the cutest winter date!

WORD COUNT: 1100


Christmas was quickly approaching and you couldn’t be more excited! Your tree was set up by December 1st along with the rest of the holiday decorations. You were sitting at home in the cozy chair that was next to the fireplace drinking some hot chocolate to keep you warm. There was plenty of snow outside meaning that it was definitely going to be a white Christmas this year. A cheesy Hallmark Christmas movie was playing in the background but you were paying more attention to your phone since you were messaging Finn.

There’s so much snow outside! I can’t believe tomorrow is Christmas Eve!’ you sent.

‘I know! I love waking up and seeing all the snow!’ Finn replied. You started to reply but he sent another text first. ‘What are you up to tonight?’

‘Nothing really. Mostly watching cheesy holiday movies tbh’

‘Okay, so I’ll pick you up around 7 o’clock then?’ Finn asked.

In the few months you and Finn had been dating, he often liked to surprise you with little dates, not telling you what’s happening but only the time in which he’ll pick you up.

‘Can’t wait!’ you sent back and went back to watching your movie.

A few minutes passed before your phone buzzed again. ‘Oh and dress warm!’

It was 6:55 and you were standing in your foyer lacing up your winter boots when the doorbell rang. Knowing that it was Finn, you shuffled over and let him inside.

“I just need to grab my scarf then I’m ready” you explained. You had at least five layers on plus thick socks, a hat, mittens, and now a scarf. You were definitely prepared for the cold winter night.

“Perfect,” Finn replied. “That hat looks cute on you, by the way.” He added with a wink.

The two of you headed outside to his car and Finn opened your door for you. After thanking him you climbed into his truck before Finn started it up and pulled out of your driveway.

“So,” you started, “where exactly are you taking me this time?” You asked.

Finn smirked, quickly glancing to you then refocusing on driving. “You’ll see,” he answered, “I promise that you’re going to love it!”

You couldn’t help but wonder what it was that the two of you were going to do but you were excited either way. The drive took about thirty minutes and soon Finn was opening your door to help you out.

“Now will you tell me where we are and what we are doing?” You asked Finn with a hopeful tone.

“Sure,” Finn said, taking your hand in his and leading the way, “we are here and we are walking right now!” He answered with a grin, knowing that it wasn’t the answer you wanted.

“You’re the worst!” You laughed.

The two of you kept walking. You realized you were in a park in the city, surrounded by trees that were all lit up with colorful lights and decorations. It was snowing lightly and you could see a pink tint on Finn’s cheeks.

“Here we are!” Finn announced as he stopped walking. In front of you there was a skating trail all lit up that ran through part of the park. “We’re going skating!”

“It looks amazing! Finn this is great!” You leaned up on your tip toes to give Finn a kiss, his warm lips on yours.

You both rented some skates and helped each other lace them up tight. Once ready, you both shuffled over to the ice and hopped on. You started out slow, a little rusty from the last time you ever skated. Finn was apparently a great skater. He held your hands in front of you while he skated backwards to help you balance.

“You’re doing great, Y/N!” Finn cheered, “You’ll be skating circles around me in no time!”

“Wait, I wanna try on my own!” you said as you let go of Finn’s hands. You slowly pushed yourself forwards, skating on your own.

“Keep going, keep going!” Finn said enthusiastically and you kept skating. “Try going a little faster now.” Finn was still skating backwards while holding his hands out in case you needed him for balance again.

Moving your feet faster, you picked up a bit of speed. “Hey, look at me go!” You said, surprised at how well it was going. You tried increasing speed and everything was great until all of a sudden, the ice became uneven and you scrapped your pick on the ice, digging in and causing you to fall forwards. Finn seeing that you were going down, reached out to grab you but it all happened so fast that he got dragged down too!

You were laying on top of Finn in the middle of the rink, people having to skate around the two of you.

“Oops!” you said blushing, embarrassed that you just fell. “Guess I’m really falling for ya!” you laughed.

Finn smiled back, “I’m glad I was there to break your fall! Are you okay?” He asked helping you stand back up.

You brushed some snow off your jacket, “I’m okay, are you all good?”

Finn looked down at you and kissed your cheek. “Never better. But I think you should hold my hand from now on, you know, for safety reasons.” He winked at you with a smile.

“Of course!” You accepted and grabbed his hand in yours.

The two of you continued skating (free of anymore falls) until you couldn’t feel your toes anymore. You returned the skates and put your own boots back on. Seeing you shiver, Finn had an idea.

On your way home, Finn made a quick detour to the Tim Hortons drive thru, ordering two peppermint hot chocolates. The hot drink helped warm you up and it wasn’t long until you were back at home, Finn following you inside. You made your way to the couch grabbing all the blankets nearby and plopping down onto the cushions. Finn cuddled up close to you as you turned on the TV and chose a cheesy Christmas movie for you two to watch.

Finn wrapped an arm around your back, pulling you in nice and close. “Thanks for coming skating with me.” He said before kissing your head gently.

“Thanks for planning a perfect night” you replied leaning into his side.

“Anything for you, Y/N.”

You smiled knowing that the best Christmas present you could wish for was already yours and he was sitting next to you making you happier than ever.

Arranged Marriage

Summary: Dan and Phil’s marriage have been arranged by their parents, and neither of them are exactly thrilled about it. Dan’s younger than Phil and Phil had his whole life planned out but now things have changed. It’s December now, and Dan’s terrified he’ll have to spend Christmas alone. But he gets a surprise.

Word Count: 994

Genre: AU, Angst

A/N: This is the fic that I wrote for phan-drabble-advent-calendar but I never posted it on my blog and I haven’t wrote anything for awhile so here’s this.

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Originally posted by metal-armed-jesus

Originally posted by xmas-wonderland

The light from the fire cast a glow over everything it touched from its place in the hearth. The warm glow made the room feel cozy and the heat from the flames warmed the cold out of your bones. Outside the snow was falling silently, filling the streets and sidewalks with its wintery blanket of white as you and Bucky lay bundled on the sofa. 

Bucky wrapped the blanket snugger around the two of you to keep in the warmth. His fingers brushed through your hair, making you feel a bit sleepy as the motion sent you further into a state of serenity. 

“You still warm?” Bucky asked as he pulled you close into the crook of his body. Just the heat come from him was enough to keep you warm all on its own.

You rolled over to face him and placed a kiss to his lips. He reciprocated in turn, gently touching your cheek. “As long as I stay under the covers with you I am,” you said.

“Good,” he said as he kissed your forehead. “I can’t have my girl getting all cold.”

“I like the cold as long as I can stay in,” you returned.

The crackling from the fire filled the quiet of the room with its peaceful sounds. Looking out the window, you could see the snow was falling harder outside. It was like something out of a Christmas card and put you in the mood for the holiday season.

“I remember that first Christmas after we moved in,” Bucky said. “It was really cold that year, but we sure found ways to keep ourselves warm.”

You laughed at the memory of you two staying in bed all day, making love and watching old Christmas movies on T.V. It was like you two were the only two people in the world; snow days always made you feel that way when the world seemed so quiet and calm. 

“We do always find fun ways to stay warm,” you laughed. 

You laid your head back onto one of the couch pillows as Bucky leans down to kiss you again. His lips are so soft and warm it sends a chill through the core of your body.

“I think I’m getting a little cold right now,” Bucky smiles mischievously.

“You know,” you said, “I think I’m getting a little cold myself.” 

Bucky’s hand descends down through the blanket as the shadows from the light of the fire dance across his face.  

BTS at Christmas (Updated)

Kim Namjoon
- Namjoon probably wouldn’t be overly bothered about Christmas, and didn’t expect to come home to find you sitting on the floor with pieces of Christmas tree surrounding you
- “Uhm, Y/N?” He would of finally spoke, and you looked up with bright eyes and grinning.
“Hey Joonie! Come build the Christmas tree with me!”
- You would have begun to dig out decorations, getting Namjoon to help even out the lights and lift you up to put the star on top.
- You’d be a flurry of Christmas as you rushed around the house, throwing up tinsel on each mirror and occasionally putting a pottery Santa or snowman somewhere
- To be honest, Namjoon would just sit and watch, smiling at how cute you were
- At times though, he could actually get pretty excited for it
- “Let’s go to the Christmas market, babe, the food is so good!”
- Tired nights watching movies and drinking hot chocolate was necessary whenever Namjoon got back from practise
- He’d just go with it, enjoying the constant happiness you seemed to express at this time of year

Kim Seokjin
- Well this kid would freaking love Christmas
- Why?
- Your cooking was amazing at this time of year
- When you first made mince pies he was mindblown
- You hung some of those chocolate things on the tree? Yeah, they’re already gone
- He liked having all the decorations up. It just added to the atmosphere of your shared home
- “Jagiya, I can’t see my handsome face if you put decorations in the way of the mirror!”
- He’d be so flustered when he saw you wearing cute Christmas jumpers to be honest
- A E G Y O
- You’d come in to the studio and bring him a little gift every day until Christmas like a little advent calendar
- He’d show them off to the boys to make them jealous
- Jin would have a great time during Christmas

Jung Hoseok
- Hobi would be almost as bad at you at celebrating Christmas
- He’d buy so many decorations for the house, and he pretty much showed up wearing a different Christmas jumper every day
- Lights in every room, and several strings of them
- Christmas music 100%
- Bad Christmas dancing 100%
- Oh dear he’d be so adorable
- He’d find you even more adorable though, so the feeling was mutual
- He’d like to bake with you as well, but it would usually end up in throwing flour at each other
- Probably the most excited for Christmas day

Min Yoongi
- Bah humbug.
- Yoongi didn’t see the point in the whole thing. Never had, never will do
- “It’s just for commercial reasons. I don’t know why you buy into it.”
- Despite his attitude you’d try and get him into the spirit as much as possible
- You bought him a jumper, which he refused to wear but sometimes put on without you seeing because it was soft and smelt like you
- Christmas music? Too happy for Yoongi
- … But you still managed to make him write a rap about it
- Basically would just use it as an excuse to watch you being cute and trying to impress him as much as you could, and if you ever got discouraged he’d suggest watching a Christmas movie or asking what you wanted on Christmas day
- Singing romantic Christmas songs to him to try and get a blush, or a smile, or a giggle
- It certainly worked. More than once.
- He pretended to hate it, but he loved it all

Jeon Jungkook
- Bless his heart he’d be so excited the entire time
- Learning Christmas songs in your mother language to try and impress you
- When it came to decorating he’d be a little kid about it all
- “Every room should have some form of Christmas in it, I have decided.”
- Probably would buy you timberlands for your present
- He’d use the excuse of “but it’s Christmas!” repeatedly
- Organising a Christmas party at yours because why the hell not?
- You’d both always be eating some sort of seasonal snack
- Any family traditions from back home? He wants in
- Anyone who came to yours during December would probably go mad from the constant Christmas songs playing just off in the background
- Number one Christmas enthusiast

Kim Taehyung
- Turns into a little kid when he sees the decorations up and the presents under the tree
- Christmas movies are a must – Home Alone is his favourite
- He’d get you to buy so many Christmas snacks
- You’d come home to find him dancing to Christmas songs and singing along
- He bought an elf suit purely to amuse you
- Matching Christmas sweaters? Obviously
- He’d try and recreate Christmas movie moments in the snow
- Wants your Christmases together to be top quality


Park Jimin
- Jimin loves Christmas
- Pretty much carries mistletoe around everywhere just so he can pull it out at any moment
- Dancing together whilst he sung Christmas songs was a regular occurrence
- Turning on all the lights at the same time and him just wanting to sit and watch them
- Hot chocolate every night I kid you not
- An awful lot of cuddling listening to music, just relaxing in the dark with some candles and fairy lights on
- But he’d also be very excitable and be ready to do anything ‘Christmassy’
- He’s already got a whole bunch of Christmas jumpers ready for the month
- He’d make you an advent calendar so he could give you something every morning
- Pretty much Christmas + Jimin = so much fluff

Request: Could you do one where it is the first Christmas with your baby and he’s really into it? With Carter Hart?  

Note: 🎄 Carter Hart is a baby himself, so it was hard to picture him with a child. haha. But he seems so soft and sweet. I hope you enjoy! :)

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“Carter, I think we have enough photos.” you laughed, watching as Carter kneeled beside the tree, your new baby girl placed carefully in a Christmas stocking, lying under the tree.

“Babe, just one more.” he insisted, pulling a headband from his pocket, a bow carefully stuck to the band. He placed it on her little head before scooting back a few feet, grabbing the camera from around his neck and snapping a few more photos.

You sat on the sofa shaking your head, turning on the television, going to the recording of his favorite Christmas movie. He heard the opening music, his head snapping up to the screen. He carefully extracted her from the Christmas stocking, gently lifting her and settling onto the sofa beside you.

“Did you get the perfect shot of her?” you grinned, knowing that in the morning he would be sending oodles of pictures to his parents and yours; half wanting to make sure they saw their granddaughter, half wanting to brag that he had a part in creating the cutest baby on the planet.

“Every shot I took of her was perfect.” he said, leaning against the pillows on the sofa, carefully turning her over to lay on his chest.

“You’ve gone soft, Hart.” you told him gently.

“It started when I met you and having her pushed me over the edge.” he said, knowing there was no use denying the accusation.

“The two of you are pretty cute together.” you admitted.

“You should see her when she’s with you.” he countered, smiling at you warmly before glancing back at the television.


“Nooo, she fell asleep for the best part.” he groaned, looking down, her tiny eyes shut tight.

“She’s two weeks old, Carter. She’s not going to remember it.” you reminded him, walking back into the living room, setting two steaming mugs of hot cocoa on the coffee table.

“I know.” he sighed. “I just want us to have cool holiday traditions. Movies, making cookies, putting a train up under the tree…”

“Carter, when she’s old enough, she’s going to love doing those things with you. Right now, she wants to sleep. In a few years the three of us will be creating new traditions together.” you said, leaning down and pressing a light kiss to her hair.

“You’re right.” he sighed. “It’s just that it’s her first Christmas. I want it to be memorable. If not for her, for us.” he said, smiling up at you. “And she gets a kiss and I don’t?” he frowned, watching as you stepped away. You rolled your eyes, leaning in and catching Carter’s lips with yours before settling back on the other side of the sofa.

“Carter, this is already the most special Christmas I’ve ever had.” you assured him. “We finally have our little girl. And you’ve already done so much to make this season special. You got the tree, you decorated the entire house, you picked out her first ornament, you made plans with our moms to bake Christmas cookies together…” you smiled, thinking of the million other tiny things Carter had done to ensure your little girl’s first Christmas was one for the books. “You’ve made this holiday perfect, Carter.”

“I’m glad you think so.” he grinned, his eyes back on the little one snuggled against him. “I just love both of you so much, I want to make sure you know that.”

“We do, babe. I promise we do.”

artreider  asked:

I thought of one for Dec. 3. Queen family watches a Christmas movie and maybe argues over which to watch/is the best. Tumblr's new update wouldn't pull up our previous messages so it took me forever to be able to send this lol.

You’re a Mean One…

First off, I love this prompt. I mean it’s not my intention to make all the rest of the updates holiday themed, but this one had to get done. So Thank you.

“No,” Oliver replied, as Thea held a DVD up, giving her brother a pout. “I would literally rather face ninjas again than watch that movie.”

“Ollie come on it’s a Christmas tradition.”

“Jut because you whine to watch it every year does not make this a tradition.”

“You know I’m going to wear you down. So just admit it we’re watching it.”

“No.” 

Felicity and William entered the living room, Tommy was nestled into Felicity’s shoulder, their one year old, holding his mother’s shirt tight in one fist. He’d been going through a clingy phase for the last couple weeks, and no matter who held him, he had to have a tight grip on an article of clothing.

William carried a large bowl of popcorn in one hand, and another full of pretzels, he set them on the coffee table and rolled his eyes at his aunt. “I told you he was going to say no.”

“Who’s side are you on?”

“Dad’s obviously. I hate that movie.”

“Ha,” Oliver smiled reaching for his youngest and placing a kiss to Felicity’s lips as she slipped onto the sofa next to him. “Can you believe Thea tried to turn my child against me?”

“I’m surprised she didn’t offer him money, that’s usually how I get him to side with me,” Felicity countered with a grin. 

“A plus parenting there, dear.” 

“I think so.”

Thea clapped her hands in front of them. “Hey, lovebirds back on track here. We’re picking a movie not watching you two live one.”

“Actually Aunt Thea I think we’re vetoing one.”

“Why is this family against me?”

“Because it’s fun.”

She took a throw pillow and pushed it into William’s face causing the teen to laugh. Tommy followed suit and giggled at his brother’s outburst. But the sound just had Thea turning with a devilish smile on her face.

“Hey Tommy,” she crouched down smiling at him. 

“Speedy don’t even.”

“I’m just talking to my favorite nephew, since you turned the eldest against me,” she tossed William a mock glare but he just rolled his eyes. “Tommy buddy. What do you wanna watch, huh?”

“He’s barely a year Thea,” Felicity laughed, tossing some popcorn at her. “He doesn’t know the difference, nor does he care.”

“We’ll see about that,” she grabbed the DVD options and held them out to little Tommy. “Which one baby boy? This great movie, or this boring one.”

“Hey, do not diss Die Hard,” Oliver shook his head. “We respect classics in this house.”

“Which one Tommy? Come on pick one?”

Tommy leaned forward in his dad’s arms staring at his choices like he was truly pondering. He reached forward and grabbed for one with a smile.

“Yes,” Oliver and William cheered. 

“No, Tommy why?”

He giggled handing the DVD to Felicity. “Mama, play.”

“That’s my boy,” Oliver leaned in kissing Tommy’s cheek. “Good save kid.”

“This family is against me.”

“Thea I promise tomorrow night the boys will let you watch How the Grinch Stole Christmas,” Felicity said as she went to put the movie in.

“Why watch it when Mr. GA already established the plot over here?”

“You’re being childish,” Oliver settled against the cushions, Tommy leaning into his side. 

“You’re a mean one, Mr. Grinch,” Thea whispered under her breath. But then she smiled up at him. 

This was the kind of holiday’s they had wished for over and over again as kids. Family gathered around the TV, arguments over which movie to watch, snacks being passed around, while they all quotes and commented through the entire plot. It warmed his heart to no end how lucky he was to have these people in his life. His beautiful wife, an amazing sister, two wonderful sons. Oliver knew that as miracles went, he had gotten more than he ever thought he deserved. But he loved every minute of it.

Christmas Retaliation

Request: Would you be willing to write a christmas au with one of the prompts that @nadiahilker posted? If so can you write “YES I BOOBY TRAPPED THE PRESENTS BECAUSE YOU DO THIS EVERY FUCKING YEAR” with Daveed or Rafa?

I decided to use this wonderful Anon request for the second fic of 25 Days of Daveed (Featuring Rafa) This time I chose to make it a Rafa fic! I hope everyone enjoys it. 

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Sitting on the living room floor you excitedly handed your boyfriend his first gift of the morning. He took it from you and eyed it with slight suspicion, after four years he knew better than to underestimate your skills. Every year you came up with a new way to add some kind of trap in the gifts for fun, but this year the joke would be on him. When he opened the present and pulled out the new hoodie you had got him he looked all around in the box and saw not a single gag at all. He threw you a look raising his eye brows.

“What’s the matter Rafa?” You asked innocently.

“This isn’t laced with itching powder is it? You usually mess with the gifts….” He said sounding slightly nervous.

“Nah I decided not to this year.”

His face seemed to pale when you said you hadn’t done anything to the gifts and you saw his eyes dart to the gifts under the tree. 

“Well… that’s awesome! Thanks for the hoodie babe I really love it,” Rafa commented.

You scooted over to the tree and handed him another gift and picked up one that was labelled to you. If Rafa had looked nervous before, he looked almost terrified now as he watched you start to open your gift. Ripping the metallic green paper you noticed a sprinkling of fine sparkle fall out from the space between the paper and the box. Glitter. Once you had gotten the box open you looked in and saw nothing but a see of rainbow colors of glitter, confetti, and sequins. When you slowly looked up at him, he jumped and immediately started opening his own gift. 

Sighing you reached into the box and fished around feeling for anything else inside the box, but to no avail.

“Is there something in here?”

“Keep looking, it’s in there.”

As you dug through the box more glitter rained down all over the floor and your lap until you finally found a smaller box in the corner. Pulling that out you quickly opened that gift and discovered a little figurine from your favorite show. 

“Awe Rafa thank you,” you said with a smile before looking down at yourself, “Look I look like one of those shitty Twilight vampires.”

“Gross why do you have to ruin Christmas like that,” Rafa joked.


If you thought the glitter was bad, Rafa really had outdone himself. He had gotten quite creative with his wrapping. Your next gift had been cocooned in festive duct tape under the paper and the ones after that had been boxes stacked inside each other like nesting dolls with more glitter between each box. The present currently in your lap was in a gift bag and you could only imagine what was inside. Opening the bag you pulled out another box that was carefully wrapped in candy cane paper and zip ties.

“Are you serious right now?!” You growled starting to get annoyed.

“YES! I booby trapped the presents because you do it every fucking year!” Rafa declared dramatically before frowning, “If I had known you weren’t going to do the same then I wouldn’t have gone this far…”

You chuckled, “It’s only fair. At least I know why you looked so nervous after you opened your first present.”

“I’m sorry babe,” he said pulling you into a hug.

“It’s fine,” you relied grabbing the scissors and beginning to cut through all the plastic.


After everything was said and done your living room was a disaster. There was torn paper and glitter everywhere. After curling up on the couch to watch Christmas movies with Rafa and ignoring the mess for the majority of the day, you looked around and sighed.

“I guess we should clean this up huh?”

“Can’t we do it in the morning, ” you whined.

“You won’t want to help in the morning either so we might as well get it done,” Rafa laughed. 

“Fiiiiiine,” you said before heading to the kitchen to grab a broom.

Rafa turned on his Christmas playlist and started slowly gathering up the wrapping paper and the gift boxes. You hummed along with the song and started sweeping up the glitter and sequins from the hardwood floor. 

“Can we call it a draw on the booby traps? Maybe agree it’s not a tradtion we need?” You commented as you swept.

“I don’t know… I have three years of this to catch up on.”

“Rafaaaaaaa come on…. I’m sorry for booby trapping your gifts every year but we will be finding glitter in this room for the next ten years so don’t you think that’s punishment enough?”

“I’ll tell you what, I will never booby trap any of your gifts again if you answer my question.“

Leaning against the broom handle you thought about his comment for a few moments.

"Seems fair to me,” you said with a shrug and continued to sweep, “So what’s your question?”

Backing up to sweep more of the floor you nearly tripped when you bumped into your boyfriend who had crept up behind you.

“Whoa! Whoa!” You said as you turned around quickly with a scowl ready to scold him for almost tripping you but instead your mouth hung open and tears stung at the corners of your eyes.

“Will you marry me?”

October 16th: Black Cat

Day sixteen of the Drarry Halloween Fest @drarry-halloween-fest 


Five Times Harry was Superstitious and the One Time He Wasn’t

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“Draco wait! Watch where you’re walking; You almost went under that ladder,” Harry warned. Draco shifted his gaze between Harry and the ladder. Some muggle was fixing their store sign and they left the ladder out as they went to fetch something. 


“What on earth are you talking about Potter?” Draco asked. Although Harry was now calling him ‘Draco,’ he refused to use Harry’s first name. Harry figured it was his stubbornness to admitting they were friends. 


“Walking under a ladder is bad luck. Anyone can tell you that,” Harry replied before walking carefully around the ladder. He glared at it as he passed. Just the idea of bad luck was unsettling to him. 


“Any muggle, maybe. No wizard would spread such blatant lies,” Draco sniffed. Nonetheless, he followed Harry’s path around the ladder. When Harry smirked at him, he snapped, “Oh, stop it. Ladders have a knack for falling down at unfortunate moments. I will not be buried underneath one today.”

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Christmas Gift - RM

Originally posted by bangtoori

Christmas Gift - One Shot - RM

a/n; This is the first Christmas One Shots, Next week it’s Jin’s turn.

Pairing; Namjoon x reader

Genre; Fluff

Rating; PG13

Word count; 6.947

Summary; After your parents died on Christmas eve, you thought you weren’t able to celebrate it ever again, that is until you met Kim Namjoon.

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Jason Todd/Red Hood X Reader- That's The Way The World Works

You sighed as you gripped onto the microphone, and glanced over to your partner who was holding a news camera. You and Bobby had been assigned to the new massacre the Red Hood had left behind. You glanced one more time at the horrors the vigilante caused and returned your attention to the camera.


“Five, four, three, two, one,” Bobby counted down and signaled when to start.


“This is (Y/N) (L/N) reporting live at the gruesome scene left behind by the infamous vigilante Red Hood after a shootout between the gang members affiliated with Black Mask and the masked vigilante. This event spiraled out of control around 9:00 last night and has taken the lives of many of the gang members along with many innocent lives. Over twenty bystanders have been confirmed to be fatally injured and more are yet to be reported. Police arrived at the scene twenty-one minutes after the shooting started, and have reported over a dozen injured. They finally had ended this dispute at 11:09 last night after the Red Hood fled the scene. We can only hope for the recovery of all of the survivors and that these men and women who think they’re above the law are brought to justice. Many questions have risen from this confrontation. Who gave the right to decide who lives and who dies to the Red Hood? Were the lives taken today worth sacrificing? This is (Y/N) (L/N) signing off.”


Once the camera was shut off, you let out a shaky breath.


“You okay, (Y/N)?” Bobby asked and placed a hand on your shoulder.


“I’m fine, it’s just bringing bad memories, that’s all,” you reassured.


“Okie dokie then. You want me to drop you off at your apartment?”


“That would be nice, thanks Bobby.”


He smiled and walked to the back of the news station’s vehicle to pack up the equipment. You yanked the van’s passenger door open and plopped into the seat. You pulled the door shut and turned on the heat. The heater started blasting cold air and you cursed the old car. Why can’t it just start blasting warm air like I want it to? You groaned and snuggled into your jacket, which was not very insulated. When Bobby joined you in the van, the warm air finally decided to warm you up.


“How’s Ricky?” you asked Bobby.


“He’s fine. He just got a promotion at his job! Now we’ll have some extra money to save up for something we’re interested in,” Bobby explained.


“What are you planning to do?” you questioned.


“We’re thinking of adopting, but he’s suggesting we should get a dog first.”


You chuckled, “With great power comes great responsibility.”


“Don’t you go quoting that comic book junk again,” he groaned.


“Hey! I listen to you ranting about Game of Thrones, so you have to return the favor!”


“I lost $35 to Jack when he bet that the hot dude was gonna die!”


“Pretty much all of them are,” you reasoned.


“True. So are you coming over for Christmas this year?”


“Maybe. I am tempted to just wallow in self pity, gorge myself in junk food, and watch horror movies for the holidays.”


“You are definitely coming over,” he joked.


“Fine, but who is coming over?”


“Just a couple friends, nothing big.”


“Okay, I’ll go,” you agreed while opening the door. “Thanks for the ride.”


“No problem. See ya, (Y/N)!”


You waved and walked up the eroded stone stairs to your apartment building. It was not the best, but is was certainly not the worst. You pulled out your keys out your pocket and shoved the key into the lock. Once it was unlocked, you quickly walked in and slammed the door shut. You were glad that the heater was on, or else you might have froze to death.


“Hyperbole,” you muttered and chuckled.


Your little brother and yourself had a game whenever either of you or your parents over exaggerated something, you would shout ‘hyperbole.’ You smiled at the memory and pressed the button of the elevator. After a quick elevator ride, you reached your apartment and threw your bag on your table. You quickly took off your jacket and made your way to the bathroom, where a hot shower was calling your name.


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Jason frowned when he saw your face disappear from the screen. Of course it had to be you reporting about last night. After a couple months of running around as the Red Hood, your news reports started popping up and those reports were starting to get on his nerves. What reason does she have to hate my actions when I’m trying to save this city? He stood up and grabbed his gear. Visiting you wouldn’t hurt and it could make you stop with all of the news reports about him. Once he had his gear on, he searched up your address and jumped out of his window.


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You were snuggled in many blankets and flannel pajamas, munching on the junk food you hoarded. Your favorite movie was playing on the TV, and the dialogue of the characters echoed throughout the empty apartment. You shoved your food into your mouth without taking your eyes off of the screen.


“Don’t you fucking do it,” you mumbled to the screen.


They did it anyway. You groaned at the character, even though you already knew that they would do it.


“You’re insane if you think that could work,” you gestured to the screen.


“Well excuse me for trying.”


You froze and dropped your snacks. There was a man in your apartment. There was a man in your apartment! You instantly grabbed your bat from under the couch and stood up with your bat in hand. The Red Hood was leaning on your kitchen counter, his helmet on the counter. He was munching on one of your leftover cookies from Thanksgiving that you regretfully left alone and had his eyes trained on you.


“What the fuck are you doing here? Do you really think you’re welcome here after what you did to my family?! To my brother?!!”


You raised the bat and waited for him to move, but he remained still.


“What?”


You swallowed the lump in your throat, “(Y/B/N) (L/N), age 9, was killed by a bullet on November 27th, 2015, during a shootout between the Red Hood and hired assassins. His eldest sister held his dying body in her arms and saw the light fade from his eyes.”


You dropped the bat and wiped the unwelcome tears off of your face, “If you came here to kill me, go ahead. It won’t stop people from realizing what pain you cause others.”


“I remember.”


“What?”


“I remember that day. I remember watching all of those people that were hurt because of me, especially that little 9 year-old boy that got what he didn’t deserve. That bullet was meant for me, but he got it instead. I never meant for innocents to get hurt, especially kids.”


Tears were falling down your cheeks at the end of his confession. The bullet was meant for him?


“You didn’t shoot the bullet?” you whispered.


“No, I did not.”


You sat down on the couch and held your head. It wasn’t his fault. It was their fault. The assassins that were after him did this.


“I’m sorry.”


“You’re sorry? I’m the reason your brother was killed, and you are apologizing?” he questioned.


“I never thought that it wasn’t your fault, I instantly blamed you.”


You felt a hand on your shoulder. You jumped and looked over to see the Red Hood next to you.


“I guess we’re both sorry.”


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After your encounter with the Red Hood, he started to visit often. You didn’t know if he was keeping an eye on you or if he was trying to redeem himself. He trusted you enough to take off his mask, but he never told you his name. You ended up calling him Red and adjusted to his frequent visits. Overtime, the two of you went past the awkward phase and enjoyed eachothers company. He would suggest and bring over many novels you were meaning to read, and you provided the motherload of movies. Currently, the two of you were on your couch, watching a bootleg of Fantastic Beasts and Where To Find Them.


“I can’t believe that there’s gonna be four more of these movies,” you stated while shoving the butter doused popcorn into your mouth.


“I still don’t feel comfortable with the ending,” Red said.


“Me neither, but that’s the way the world works.”


“Yes, yes it is.”

Christmas Tradition (Damien Haas)

Originally posted by mungeables

A/N: It’s December, which means Christmas is around the corner! I had this lovely idea when I thought about annual traditions and I still like the idea of Damien becoming a dad. Hope y’all enjoy! 


Once the first of December hit, you felt the magic of Christmas in the air. Damien and you had an annual tradition that the first weekend of December you two would decorate your place with as much as you could then watch a cheesy Hallmark movie ring in the holiday spirit. You don’t necessarily remember how the tradition started, but it’s something you look forward to every year. 

This year was a bit different, it was your first year in your new house so you wanted to go all out but you had to waddle around with a pregnancy bump and it made it difficult to move as much as you wanted to then you would get tired much easier than normal.

Damien put up the tree and you put up little decorations all throughout the house, well, to places that you could reach at least. You hung up 5 stockings across your mantel, you, Damien, Freyja, Zelda and a small one for your soon to be child. 

You took a step back and kind of just admired your work. You smiled when you felt an arm wrap around your waist and kiss you right behind your ear. 

“Admiring your beautiful work? Because I know I am,” Damien smiled. 

“Thank you babe, but I still have a lot more decorating to do, including tree,” you sighed then placing a hand on your bump. “I need a break first though. This baby’s kicking my butt and my energy.” 

“Well thankfully, I’ve made you some hot chocolate then you can watch me hang up the Christmas lights,” he smiled.

“Oh no, you’ve gone Clark Griswold on me haven’t you?” you laughed. 

“Absolutely not, I just want to make sure I don’t fall off the roof,” he chuckled. 

“Great, I’ll have the first aid kit handy in case we need it,” you joked. 

You went outside with your hot chocolate and watched Damien hang up the Christmas lights around your roof, them lighting up once plugged in to show more of the Christmas spirit that you felt inside you. 

“It looks great Dames, but you need to get down before you fall. It freaks me out to see you up there,” you laughed. 

He didn’t even try to argue, he instead climbed down the ladder turning to look at you once his two feet were planted on the floor. He did a little bow in honor of the work he did. 

“Bravo sir. You managed not to fall the roof. Let’s hope it stays like this for future years to come,” you clapped at him then kissed him. 

“Mmm hot chocolate,” he laughed then he kissed you again. “Now, are you ready for decorating the best thing?” 

“Yes, especially since I am ready to watch that Hallmark movie,” you laughed. 

You walked inside to see Zelda and Freyja messing with some ornaments that they found left on the floor, laughing at them as they chased the ornaments around the living room, then throughout the house. It was nice to see that they got into their own Christmas spirit, especially since they do this year after year. 

You and Damien took turns placing different ornaments and bits on the tree, creating a sort of masterpiece in a spot of your living room. You had a chance to pull out a few gifts that you already wrapped, you were really excited this year, and placed them under the tree, really in culminating the spirit. 

Once you were finally done, you sat down on the couch with a sigh of relief. Damien sat down next to you, planting a kiss on your cheek. 

“Your decorating is wonderful as it is every year. But now to fully experience the Haas family tradition, are you ready to watch that Hallmark movie?” Damien grinned at you. 

“Yes I am, but I may start a new tradition of falling asleep for a small time during the movie,” you giggled. 

“Well you deserve that nap. You want to get a blanket while I make popcorn?” 

“Sounds good. Do we have pickle juice?” you questioned while you headed to the room to grab a blanket. 

Damien just laughed quietly and shook his head then pulled out the pickle jar from the fridge. 

You both met each other back on the couch and pressed play on the movie. It was the typical love story of the local baker trying to figure out their life when a love interest walks into their life. You and Damien curled up on the couch, your head nuzzled into his side with his arm wrapped around your waist, his hand resting on your bump feeling the baby move every so often. 

You two watched the movie with jokes added in there a little bit, you missing a slight chunk because you had to run to the restroom once the protagonist got caught in a snow storm. You ate the popcorn with the pickle juice you requested, even though sometimes Damien would miss his mouth and it would land in your hair, making you laugh. 

Before the movie finished, you both fell asleep there on the couch snuggled up to one another. It was the perfect way to start the Christmas season. 

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Prompt #14 and #23: “Okay, so I kissed you to get a girl off my back but it turns our I can’t stop thinking about you” and “Why did you invite him? No I’m not jealous. Okay, maybe a little.”

Author: Caitsy

Warnings: Fluff, language, Tyler and Cody’s leaked private videos (mentioned), and awkwardness.

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Wolf or the characters. I also do not own any gifs, images or songs either. No hate towards Britt either, this is work of fiction and not real

Summary: Dylan and you have always close. You been there for every role, audition, and relationship. What happens when under tension Dylan kissed you? Will the feelings be declared or will the awkwardness sever your friendship?

Requested: Yes. Anonymous.

A/N I have not watched Cody and Tyler’s leaked videos, nor has the reader in this. She offers support as did I. Enjoy.

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Originally posted by o0laurine0o

Dylan was your best friend and always had been since you were young. It started when you were cast in the mandatory Christmas play your class put on. You were by his side when he got his first role in both television and a movie. You were there giving advice when he met Britt and you were there when they broke up after a couple years together. You grew up with a large crush.

You got over it when it was apparent you were his best friend and nothing more. You had been in a few relationships over the years that never lasted more than two years. You defected as you compared every guy to your best friend.

Dylan had invited you to a cast party with the Teen Wolf cast to celebrate the last season being nearing the end. You had agreed saying you would meet him there because you had to do something.

“Are you sure?” Your friend, Darry, said wiping his hands on his jeans.

“Yeah. I have a feeling you’ll get along with some of the people.” You grinned before tugging him towards the building.

Darry and you met in a creative writing class back in college. You were co-writing a book that was both horror and romance, he was the one with the romance ideas while you did most of the horror parts. It was a secret project that nobody put your shared publisher knew about.

“Okay.” He gulped opening the door for you.

The entire cast, both past and present, was there mingling with each other while music played. Everyone had a drink in their hand while some people were at the snack table.

“Y/N!” Crystal smiled pulling you into a hug, “It’s been so long! Thank you for sending the signed book! I loved it.”

“I thought you would.” You chuckled pulling back to get a good look at Tyler Posey’s on screen first love. She was as gorgeous as the day you first met and bonded so well.

“Who’s this?” Holland asked coming closer with a drink and pout. The strawberry blonde girl was wearing a Lydia outfit that she had been given.

“This is my friend Darry.” You smiled as the girls talked with the man. Your eyes met Dylan Sprayberry before he turned back to talk to Cody.

You were ecstatic that both Cody and Tyler had shown up given how they were embarrassed they had been over the news. Majority of the cast hadn’t brought up the elephant in the room but you were going to off your apologizes for the situation.

Cody and Tyler had hit the news about someone leaking private videos that were very much meant for one person. Not the entire world. You were among the ones to tweet about how unfortunate the world was with people not respecting privacy and law not being stricter on the matter. The boys deserved to enjoy this time as a major part of their career ended on a high note.

You excused yourself before you came up to see Cody.

“Hey guys.” You grinned at each one of them.

“Thank you for defending both Tyler and I.” Cody smiled hugging you close, “You have no idea how much I appreciate it.”

“You’re my friend. Of course I’m going to defend you, not like Sprayberry here you matter too much for me to not.” You said squeezing his arm.

“Ditto.” Tyler laughed as he joined the group, “Dylan’s looking for you.”

“Ah.” You said retreating to find the mole speckled boy.

You found your best friend frantically looking all over the party while hiding behind Hoechlin. You laughed as he turned to see you just in time for Hoechlin to move away. You saw the girl before Dylan quickly came up to you.

“I apologize in advance for the awkwardness.” He said before you were pulled into a kiss.

You closed your eyes as you pulled his closer by the back of his neck. The entire party froze as they finally saw their OTP kissing and the upset girl that stormed out of the building. You just continued before Dylan back and nipping your lip. The awkwardness grew until you spoke.

“I better go. Darry is nervous not knowing anymore here.” You said before fleeing back to Darry, Crystal and Holland.

“What was that?” Holland asked shocked, “When did you guys get together?”

“We aren’t.” You blushed pushing a strand of hair back.

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You were on your third beer as you talked with Darry trying hard not to think about Dylan, you had danced with Darry. You felt eyes on the back your head and the heat of it make you shift. You turned to see Dylan spin around to talk with Daniel and Shelley.

“Excuse me.” You smiled at Darry before getting another drink. You felt your best friend brush against you as you both grabbed a can.

“Why did you kiss me?” You questioned not meeting his eyes. He was quiet for a minute before replying.

“Okay, so I kissed you to get a girl off my back but it turns out I can’t stop thinking about you.” Dylan sighed, “It probably wasn’t a good idea to kiss the girl I’ve had a crush on for years.”

“What?” You chocked shocked, “You like me?”

‘Yeah…” He trailed off before shifting uncomfortable.

“I like you too!” You announced before you pulled him into another kiss. He kissed back until he pulled away.

“You should get back to your date.” He said with pain in his voice.

“He’s not my date.”

“Why did you invite him? No I’m not jealous.” He rambled, “Okay, maybe a little.”

“Dyl, he’s my writing from college. He’s happily single and we’re co-writing a novel but it’s top-secret so keep it quiet.”

“Oh.” He said, “So can we call this our first date?”

“NO!” Everyone exclaimed.

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29. “It’s not mine, I swear.” - “How is it not fucking yours!”


All their previous movie nights had taken place in his apartment, so Mulder felt somewhat awkward milling around Scully’s living room while she got off the phone with her brother.

The pizza had just arrived when Bill came on the answering machine, claiming he had news about their brother. Charlie had been MIA in South America for the past year and a half. Scully was going to let it go to voicemail until hearing that fact, and now Mulder could hear her in the kitchen, pacing and listening.

Looking around the room something caught Mulder’s eye, a box labeled ‘Dana’s movies’.  It was tucked against the wall near the TV, out of plain sight, but Mulder was surprised he hadn’t noticed it before. Checking back over his shoulder to make sure Scully was still occupied, he approached and knelt down next to the cardboard box.

After opening the flaps the first movie he saw was Jesus Christ Superstar. He laughed out loud, catching Scully’s attention.

“Mulder!” He heard her hiss and turned to see her glaring at him, covering the mouthpiece of the phone.

Holding up the movie he gave a sarcastic thumbs up. Scully just shook her head and  rolled her eyes, returned to her conversation.

His curiosity officially getting the better of him, Mulder kept looking through the box. It was  long and tall and he could now see that the films were separated by genre. In the same spot as Jesus Christ Superstar sat The Sound of Music, Funny Girl, Godspell, My Fair Lady,  Singing in the Rain, Meet Me in St. Louis, and Hello Dolly!

Mulder shook with silent laughter at Scully’s apparent love of old musicals. The next section was all romantic comedies. This section interested him even more because it showed a side to Scully he’d never really seen. Titles like One Fine Day, Emma, While You Were Sleeping, Pretty Woman, and, of course, Sleepless in Seattle.

Mulder hadn’t seen any of the films, but recognized them as popular movies amongst the female population over the last few years.

Following the newer, lighter movies were classics like Gone With the Wind, Casablanca, Citizen Kane, It’s a Wonderful Life, and North by Northwest.

The last section came off as more random than the first he’d seen. The Exorcist was at the top of the section and Mulder smiled, remembering Scully telling him it was her favorite. Next he found Barbarella and nodded in appreciation at the slightly risqué choice. He was surprised to find Clerks in the random pile and shook his head at how full of surprises his partner could be.

He laughed out loud again when he came upon The Evil Dead but was distracted right away by the title behind it, Three Daughters.

The case was pink with a picture of a man and woman about to kiss. The tagline read: ‘Sensuality in full bloom’. Mulder’s brow furrowed. When he saw a stamp reading, ‘Best Music Award, New York Adult Critics Association’ he knew where he knew the movie from.

It was porn. Scully owned porn.

Mulder grew hard as he pictured her watching the movie and lost himself to that fantasy for a moment. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew Scully had hung up the phone and was heading his way.

Turning mechanically he held up the movie for her to see and she stopped in her tracks.

“It’s not mine, I swear!”

She was acting like he was her mother who’d caught her with some beer, getting him doubled over with laughter.

“How is it not fucking yours!” he asked, motioning to the box, “It has your name on it!”

Crossing her arms Scully scowled at him as he continued to laugh, then finally wiped his eyes.

“Are you done?” she asked.

He nodded with a sigh as she snatched the tape out of his hands.

“If you must know, Melissa and I saw it in a seedy movie theater when it first came out. She came to visit when I was home for the summer before med school and somehow convinced me to go see it with her and some of her friends. They said it was the new ‘feminist porn’.”

Dusting off the jacket Scully raised an eyebrow, “It was surprisingly good. Had a pretty interesting storyline considering.”

Mulder shifted to hide his reaction at the thought of a fresh out of college Scully sitting in a movie theater, watching porn with a group of women.

“Anyway, a few years later Missy got it for me for Christmas. It caused a bit of a scene when I opened it on Christmas morning in front of the whole family,” she scoffed, shaking her head. Kneeling next to him she began placing all the movies back in the box.

“You know if you’re going to snoop around my things, Mulder, you should really try to be more discreet about it.”

“Well I wasn’t expecting to find your porn,” he countered. Moving to help her pack the movies back into the box she shooed his hands away.

“I’m fine. You’ll mess up my system,” Scully said with mild irritation as Mulder sat back on his heels, stared at her for a few moments. Her lashes were lowered as she focused on the task at hand and a lock of hair fell in her face.

Mulder couldn’t stop himself from reaching out, tucking the strand behind her ear. Scully froze as his fingers slowly trailed down her jaw.

In his mind he knew he was pushing it, but since New Years he couldn’t help himself with her. That moment when her soft lips touched his was enough to snare him for life.

He’d been in love with her for years, of course, but now it was too much. Now he knew what it felt like to kiss her.

She looked up at him, tender questioning in her eyes while the tips of his fingers held lightly to her jaw. Moving her hand up slowly to envelop them. Scully kissed his fingers, kept eye contact.

“Not that I don’t want to watch Beetlejuice again, but I think that movie escaped my collection somehow,” Mulder said, quietly nodding toward the porn tape that was still on the floor.

Rolling her eyes Scully let out a light laugh, “Mulder…” she sighed, saying his name almost as a warning.

They looked at each other for a few moments until, without a word, she picked up the tape and stood up.

Looking on in a daze as she inserted it into the VCR, pressed play, Mulder shook his head. Watched as she calmly settled herself down on the couch. She wasn’t meeting his eyes so he finally got up, sat next to her. Not bothering to cover his jean-clad semi.

Scooting closer to him, Scully moved his arm around her so she could snuggle into his side.

All their previous movie nights had taken place in his apartment, so Mulder felt somewhat awkward milling around Scully’s living room while she got off the phone with her brother.

The pizza had just arrived when Bill came on the answering machine, claiming he had news about their brother. Charlie had been MIA in South America for the past year and a half. Scully was going to let it go to voicemail until hearing that fact, and now Mulder could hear her in the kitchen, pacing and listening.

Looking around the room something caught Mulder’s eye, a box labeled ‘Dana’s movies’.  It was tucked against the wall near the TV, out of plain sight, but Mulder was surprised he hadn’t noticed it before. Checking back over his shoulder to make sure Scully was still occupied, he approached and knelt down next to the cardboard box.

After opening the flaps the first movie he saw was Jesus Christ Superstar. He laughed out loud, catching Scully’s attention.

“Mulder!” He heard her hiss and turned to see her glaring at him, covering the mouthpiece of the phone.

Holding up the movie he gave a sarcastic thumbs up. Scully just shook her head and  rolled her eyes, returned to her conversation.

His curiosity officially getting the better of him, Mulder kept looking through the box. It was  long and tall and he could now see that the films were separated by genre. In the same spot as Jesus Christ Superstar sat The Sound of Music, Funny Girl, Godspell, My Fair Lady,  Singing in the Rain, Meet Me in St. Louis, and Hello Dolly!

Mulder shook with silent laughter at Scully’s apparent love of old musicals. The next section was all romantic comedies. This section interested him even more because it showed a side to Scully he’d never really seen. Titles like One Fine Day, Emma, While You Were Sleeping, Pretty Woman, and, of course, Sleepless in Seattle.

Mulder hadn’t seen any of the films, but recognized them as popular movies amongst the female population over the last few years.

Following the newer, lighter movies were classics like Gone With the Wind, Casablanca, Citizen Kane, It’s a Wonderful Life, and North by Northwest.

The last section came off as more random than the first he’d seen. The Exorcist was at the top of the section and Mulder smiled, remembering Scully telling him it was her favorite. Next he found Barbarella and nodded in appreciation at the slightly risqué choice. He was surprised to find Clerks in the random pile and shook his head at how full of surprises his partner could be.

He laughed out loud again when he came upon The Evil Dead but was distracted right away by the title behind it, Three Daughters.

The case was pink with a picture of a man and woman about to kiss. The tagline read: ‘Sensuality in full bloom’. Mulder’s brow furrowed. When he saw a stamp reading, ‘Best Music Award, New York Adult Critics Association’ he knew where he knew the movie from.

It was porn. Scully owned porn.

Mulder grew hard as he pictured her watching the movie and lost himself to that fantasy for a moment. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew Scully had hung up the phone and was heading his way.

Turning mechanically he held up the movie for her to see and she stopped in her tracks.

“It’s not mine, I swear!”

She was acting like he was her mother who’d caught her with some beer, getting him doubled over with laughter.

“How is it not fucking yours!” he asked, motioning to the box, “It has your name on it!”

Crossing her arms Scully scowled at him as he continued to laugh, then finally wiped his eyes.

“Are you done?” she asked.

He nodded with a sigh as she snatched the tape out of his hands.

“If you must know, Melissa and I saw it in a seedy movie theater when it first came out. She came to visit when I was home for the summer before med school and somehow convinced me to go see it with her and some of her friends. They said it was the new ‘feminist porn’.”

Dusting off the jacket Scully raised an eyebrow, “It was surprisingly good. Had a pretty interesting storyline considering.”

Mulder shifted to hide his reaction at the thought of a fresh out of college Scully sitting in a movie theater, watching porn with a group of women.

“Anyway, a few years later Missy got it for me for Christmas. It caused a bit of a scene when I opened it on Christmas morning in front of the whole family,” she scoffed, shaking her head. Kneeling next to him she began placing all the movies back in the box.

“You know if you’re going to snoop around my things, Mulder, you should really try to be more discreet about it.”

“Well I wasn’t expecting to find your porn,” he countered. Moving to help her pack the movies back into the box she shooed his hands away.

“I’m fine. You’ll mess up my system,” Scully said with mild irritation as Mulder sat back on his heels, stared at her for a few moments. Her lashes were lowered as she focused on the task at hand and a lock of hair fell in her face.

Mulder couldn’t stop himself from reaching out, tucking the strand behind her ear. Scully froze as his fingers slowly trailed down her jaw.

In his mind he knew he was pushing it, but since New Years he couldn’t help himself with her. That moment when her soft lips touched his was enough to snare him for life.

He’d been in love with her for years, of course, but now it was too much. Now he knew what it felt like to kiss her.

She looked up at him, tender questioning in her eyes while the tips of his fingers held lightly to her jaw. Moving her hand up slowly to envelop them. Scully kissed his fingers, kept eye contact.

“Not that I don’t want to watch Beetlejuice again, but I think that movie escaped my collection somehow,” Mulder said, quietly nodding toward the porn tape that was still on the floor.

Rolling her eyes Scully let out a light laugh, “Mulder…” she sighed, saying his name almost as a warning.

They looked at each other for a few moments until, without a word, she picked up the tape and stood up.

Looking on in a daze as she inserted it into the VCR, pressed play, Mulder shook his head. Watched as she calmly settled herself down on the couch. She wasn’t meeting his eyes so he finally got up, sat next to her. Not bothering to cover his jean-clad semi.

Scooting closer to him, Scully moved his arm around her so she could snuggle into his side.

Smiling, Mulder looked down at her, kissed the top of her head, “You’re just full of surprises.”

10

LACC 2017 trip: My comic con trip yesterday was the best day I ever had in two years since I went to Long Beach Comic Con September 2015, and to Stan Lee’s Comikaze on November 2015 (which is now called Stan Lee’s Los Angeles Comic Convention a.k.a. Stan Lee’s LA Comic Con), I met some great cosplayers and great creators I had so much fun taking pictures with, in Photo #1: I met a cosplayer dressed up like Bayek from Assassin’s Creed Origins, in Photo #2: I met a new coming Comic creator named Calvin Nye, who is the Comic writer and comic artists who created his superhero indie comics series of his original Indie Comic Superhero named Joe hero, who is a superhero with Autism, and the creator of the Joe Hero is Autistic himself, just like me (Blake Andrew Roten), it was nice meeting him and I’m glad my Uncle Sean ( who I drew in my family portraits for him in various styles every Christmas of course) had introduced me to Calvin Nye, in Photo #3: I met a cosplayer dressed up as King Dice from the Cuphead Xbox One Indie game which I watched on YouTube as a series of walkthrough videos made by some popular YouTube gamer I can’t recall who recorded and played the Cuphead game, in Photo #4: I saw an excellent cosplayer dressed up as Afro Samurai and it is my favorite cosplay picture I ever took with that Afro Samurai cosplayer😎, in Photo #5: my cousin, Riley took a picture of me and my mom with Tommy Wiseau, in Photo #6: I met the Blue Cat Cafe Webcomic creator, Alexander Lee for the third this year at Stan Lee’s LA Comic Con, I met the creator of the Blue Cat Cafe Webcomic series two times about two years ago in 2015, first time at Long Beach Comic Con, and second time at Stan Lee’s Comikaze ( which is now called Stan Lee’s LACC this year), I really liked meeting up with him again since he’s honestly a really nice guy😄, in Photo #7: I met Kevin Eastman the co creator of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and he marker sketched my favorite ninja turtle, Leonardo on my TMNT 25th anniversary compilation book I bought at LBCC 2015, and I got to take some quick pictures with him, I was so lucky to meet him and I got a chance to a nice talk/chat with him about how he and peter influenced me and I showed him my best Emerald Kappa illustration on my iPhone, he liked it, and he told me to keep drawing, which are the nicest words I ever heard him say, in Photo #8 and #9: I met some TMNT cosplayers dressed as my favorite film series ninja turtles from the original TMNT film series, I took some pictures with my favorite ninja turtle, Leonardo, and a Donatello cosplayer dressed as the Jim Henson animatronic costume designed ninja turtles from the TMNT Indie film adaptation of the TMNT Indie Comic series, and it made me think, why didn’t the filmmakers of the Michael Bay produced Ninja Turtles film series use mocap on the Jim Henson Costume designed turtles and convert the Jim Henson animatronic turtle costumes into CG remodeled characters whose animatronic squash and stretch facial cartoon expressions would be more fluid and life like instead instead of having those reptilian ape like faces? In Photo #10: I met a cosplayer dressed up as a Samurai version of Darth Vader and it was awesome, there are other pics from LACC 2017 I wish I could put in my post but since my tumblr posts can only take up 10 pictures in one post at a time, all I can do is make two honorable mentions of them, my first honorable mention were those two Ninja turtles fan sketches I got for free from the anonymous artist’s girlfriend named Emily and I honestly wish I had ask Emily what her boyfriend’s name is so that I could her artist-boyfriend some credit since he didn’t put his name on the Ninja turtles sketches I got for free, and my second honorable mention is that I got to see a Ralph Bakshi animation art booth and I met Eddie Bakshi who is one of Ralph Bakshi’s adult children, and I actually actually once got Ralph Bakshi’s Lord of the Rings animated movie on Christmas 2001 as a DVD when I was ten years old after the Peter Jackson’s first LOTR movie, the Fellowship of the ring came out that year, and I was 10 years old and the animated LOTR movie was the first Ralph Bakshi movie I ever watched at a young age, it was actually an interesting adaptation of the novel trilogy and I liked it, it was just as good and interesting as the Peter Jackson-LOTR trilogy itself, well that’s about all I can say on this post, and I hope you folks like my recent Comic Con trip pictures I posted on tumblr this year😉?