ornaments i need in my life

Crawlspace

[WARNING: Attempted Sexual Assault]

There’s a monster under the house. He’s made his home in the crawlspace. I know he’s real and not a figment of my imagination because my mom and dad would talk about him. They would say we have to take care of him, that once they died, I have to stay with the house to make sure he doesn’t get out and hurt anybody. It’s important to make sure he remains under the house. It isn’t just for the good of others, but the best thing for him too.

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anonymous asked:

Since we're both looting the shit out of bts' concept, Jin tweeted about smeraldo which is just Emerald/Emerald green in Italian and in the highlight reels joon was wearing an Emerald green shirt, kook was wearing that Emerald green mess, and when Jin was picking out his outfits the first was an Emerald green sweater

(”green mess” dkalsdk) well, yeah, i’ve noticed too that there are like shades of this green color, Jimin, Jin (in the last one) and Suga don’t wear this color (Yoongi wore that white shirt with some green ornament, as I saw though in the first ep.) Also, Emerald is my birthstone, SO…it means nothing, yeah lol. I’ve searched through some articles about the stone

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It’s coming on Christmas, they’re cutting down trees. Do you know that Joni Mitchell song? I wish I had a river I could skate away on. Such a sad song. And not really about Christmas at all but I was thinking about it tonight as I was decorating my Christmas tree. Unwrapping funky ornaments made of Popsicle sticks and missing my mother so much I almost couldn’t breathe. I always miss my mother at Christmas but somehow it is worse this year since I need some advice from her. I need her to make me some cocoa and tell me that everything that’s going badly in my life will sort itself out.

Holiday lights are set up. I still need to get some gothy ornaments for our tree.💀🎄

evolution-of-magic replied to your post “oh my god i was just at the smithsonian natural history museum…”

If you make the marwhals please post pictures I’d love to see them! The narwhal you made was so cute!

i totally will.  rn i need to run to the fabric store to get the stuff i need for the Marwhals, so i haven’t started them yet.  but I DID make this little guy today:

First Christmas with Jared

Pairing: Jared x Reader

Headcanon: “First christmas fluff! Add some smut if you want. Just give me the goods. Lol”


Decorating the tree was your favorite part. Jared had set it up and put three boxes of glass ornaments on the couch, sitting there just waiting for you.

“Jared, what is all this?” You shifted the boxes, admiring the different colors in each one.

“You’re in charge of hanging them. I know if I do it, it’ll be a disaster.” He laughed, pulling a tray of cookies from the oven. “Once these cool, we’re eating all of them.” Jared popped his head around the corner, grinning ear to ear.

“Ugh, they smell so good.” You groaned, opening the box holding the silver ornaments.

As you hung the first one on the middle of the tree, Jared walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist.

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Merry Christmas - Hayes Grier Imagine (requested)

MERRY CHRISTMAS/ANY OTHER HOLIDAY GUYS! Hope you all are enjoying yourselves and keeping safe! 

MASTERLIST

Y/B|S/N - Your brother or sisters name (or could be your friends name) Y/f/n - Your full name

Y/n’s POV

I start moving all the dirty plates into the dishwasher as I cleaned the kitchen. Hayes and I were having our family and friends come over to celebrate Christmas. I’ve sent Hayes out to get the tree, alone. God, I hope he get’s a nice one. I feel bad though because he’s going to have to trudge it up the stairs or go into the elevator with it, just to get to our apartment on the top floor.

I’ve cleaned up our bedroom and the extra room, kitchen, study and bathroom, now all that is left to do is the living room. I walk into the open space, huffing as I slumped on to one of the couches. I look around and figure out what I have to do because forcing myself up and hurriedly doing so.

Once finished I decide to take out the decorations and place them everywhere. I put our stockings up on the fireplace and place christmas lights on the mantle piece. I wrap red ribbon on the backs of the ding room chairs, adding mistletoe to them. I secretly place mistletoe to the top of the doorframe of our room, closing the door.

As I’m setting out mason glasses for eggnog, the front door opens and in comes Hayes, wrapped in his warm clothing and scarf, holding a giant tree.

“Honey, I could use a little help here,” I hear Haye’s yell. I run towards him pulling the tree through the doorway and into it’s perfect position.

“Ah, the tree’s gorgeous,” I stare the tree up and down, looking at the beautiful pine like shape of it. I turn around and see Hayes looking around our home, his mouth hanging open, his eyes open wide in awe.

“You did amazing babe, the place looks so Christmas-y,” he leans down and kisses my temple. I smile up at him, before realisation hits.

“Hayes, do we have decorations for the tree?” Hayes’ eyes widen and he shakes his head. He jumps and turns around heading for the door.

“The stores are closed hun, you won’t be able to buy them,” Hayes stops in his tracks, slowly spinning around to face me.

“Why not make them?” 

Just as we were getting the art and craft box from our extra room, the doorbell rang. We stopped and turned to face one another.

“You get the door and I’ll lay out the stuff, we’ll say that it’s a game, you know the kids can play too, like make the decorations for the tree,” I nodded, not really understanding what he meant, taking my time to reach the front the door.

I open it to reveal Y/B|S/N with her/his partner and their two kids. The children hug my legs as I lean down to kiss both their heads. They run through to the living room, where Hayes has laid out all the craft stuff.

“What’s all this?” Y/B|S/N asks, placing a red and white scarf on the hook near the entrance.

“Oh, we were thinking of instead of buying the decorations, why not make it? You know, make it more Christmas-y,” she/he nodded, smiling as Hayes played with the kids.


Soon, both sides of the family, the Jacks, Sammy and Nate had arrived, filling up our whole apartment. I look over to see my mum helping Jack Johnson put glitter on his ornament, not letting it spill everywhere. But that wouldn’t really matter, as there is glitter, cut out shapes and all sorts of various craft objects already lying on the floor.

I turn around and face the Christmas tree, the already made ornaments dangling off it. Two arms wrap around my waist, catching me off-guard that I tensed. But once I realised who it was, I relaxed and melted under their touch. Hayes swayed us slightly, humming as he admired the tree.

“It’s beautiful,” I whispered, leaning my head against his shoulder, closing my eyes momentarily.

“Yeah it is, but I will always find you the beautifulest.”

“Ae you calling me a tree?” I smirked up at him, Hayes shook his head, chuckling.

“Yes, the most beautifulest tree in the whole wide world.”

“Nice try, Benny.”

“Hey, at least I tried,” giggling I turn around in his embrace and kiss him, our lips soft and gentle. My hands cup his cheeks as his hands squeeze my waist gently. We pull away, hoping no one saw the PDA.

“Aunt Y/n, can help me make this into a star shape?” I looked over to see my nephew holding a piece of green card.

“And this is my cue to leave, have fun,” I peck him on the lips and leave to help. I sit down on the couch and notice Hayes walking towards the guys, he seems nervous; almost jittery. He points into the kitchen and ushers them over, looking around to see if anyone saw. I ducked my head before he could see me staring. I wonder what’s going on?


Soon all the decorations were finished, dried, and hung up on Christmas tree. Everyone was gathered around it as Hayes went behind it to switch the Christmas lights on, which we found in the spare room, and Nate switching the house lights off. Once the lights was off, we were stuck in the dark for only a couple of seconds, as Hayes turned the Christmas lights on. The lights filled the room in a homey glow. Everyone gasped and clapped as the lights shone, changing colours and all, the ornaments shining. Couples were next to each other, attention all on the Christmas tree.

“Best Christmas ever,” I whispered to myself. I suddenly felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to face Hayes, he was smiling goofily and his arms were open, ready to envelop me in his arms. I giggled, wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing him gently.

“It’s not the best Christmas just yet,” I tilted my head confused, Hayes chuckled before moving down on one knee, his hands outstretched in front of him, holding a beautiful diamond ring.

I gasped, my hand cover my mouth, another lay on my chest. I could not believe what was happening.

“I know this is pretty cheesy, to do this on Christmas Day. But I couldn’t think of a better day. Both sides of our family are here, our friends, they’re all here to witness me do this. What this is is; Y/n I have loved you ever since we were 15, when you bumped into me at the carnival, completely lost and confused. We spent that whole day together, making one another laugh and smile. Now Y/n, I want to do that day all over again, to make you laugh and smile, but only everyday for the rest of my life. I want to be with you every step of the way, wake up with you lying next to me. Y/n, I want you to marry me so I can spend the rest of my life, loving you. So what do you say, Y/f/n, will you marry me?”

By the time he was finished, I couldn’t see him clearly, tears blurring my vision. I was quick to nod my head, sobbing out a yes. Hayes, still on his knee, shuffled closer, laughing with tears in his eyes, and put the ring on me. I looked at the ring, the shiny diamond on top, the gold ring, it was truly beautiful. I stood Hayes up, wrapping my arms around him. He lifted me up, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist, as he spun us around. I could hear our friends and family cheering and clapping behind us. 

Hayes finally placed me down, attaching his lips to mine. The kiss tasted salty due to our tears, but was still beautiful and romantic. Y/B|S/N, Hayes’ mother and my mother ran over to me, holding my hand and admiring my ring, my mother crying at how beautiful the speech was. The boys running over and tackling Hayes in man hugs and cheers, congratulating him on the proposal, Y/B|S/N jogging over to join. 

But throughout the whole time they were congratulating the two of us, all Hayes and I were doing, was staring at one another, huge smiles gracing our faces as we realised;

I get to spend the rest of my life with the one I love the most in the world.


Request: Can you do an imagine were Y/N and Hayes are doing last Christmas shopping for their new apartment/penthouse and Hayes family is coming over and the Jacks, Sammy, and Nate. And she needs to get the place cleaned up and decorator the house and she sends Hayes it to pick up alive tree and when he gets back the place is all beautiful and when they get the tree set up they find out the have no ornaments and they set thing out so the fam can help make them, and Hayes asks her to marry him!!!

(I didn’t want to give away the surprise)

Lucky mooncats (Mooneki Neko??)! I think they turned out so cute. /chinhands

I keep seeing super cute ceramic lucky cats just…around… and I want them. I want them all. I saw an adorable one in Bangkok that instead of a cat was a bunny! I sort of wish I’d bought it now but I don’t really need a giant ceramic purely ornamental anything in my life.

It’s coming on Christmas, they’re cutting down trees. Do you know that Joni Mitchell song? I wish I had a river I could skate away on. Such a sad song. And not really about Christmas at all but I was thinking about it tonight as I was decorating my Christmas tree. Unwrapping funky ornaments made of Popsicle sticks and missing my mother so much I almost couldn’t breathe. I always miss my mother at Christmas but somehow it is worse this year since I need some advice from her. I need her to make me some cocoa and tell me that everything that’s going badly in my life will sort itself out.
—  You’ve Got Mail (Screenplay by Nora Ephron)

ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod

guess what i received at post today!~ duckhymn’s amazing artbook and i’ve been grinning for god knows how long now because it’s fabulous~

and there is even a small personal drawing and that’s it my level of cute is off the charts, please send help

Thank you, Angela, the artbook and the postcards (don’t get me started on the postcards) are full of delicious details and ornaments and bat Frederick and I am positively in love. Everyone go follow this amazing artist!!

Preference #22: He Proposes

Harry: Today was a lazy day, you both sat on the couch. He had the TV on and you sat on the other side of the couch, with your feet resting on his lap, reading your favorite book. You could feel him staring at you, the TV is on but he didn’t look at it once. You decided he was just being harry, and kept flipping through the book. You just finished a chapter and flipped to the next page. An unfamiliar pink post it stuck to the page. You peeled it off and unfolded it. Immediately recognizing his boyish scribbles ‘Marry Me?“ You dropped the book. "Y/N” His voice grabbed your attention. He got on on knee in front of the couch, and grabbed you hand. “I promise to make fun of your snore, and make you breakfast in bed. I promise to help you prank the boys and be there if you need to be defended. Most of all I promise to love you every day for the rest of my life, even when you get old and wrinkly. Will you marry me Y/FULL/N?” You were still so shocked, harry never really seemed like the kind that would do this. “I would love to marry you.” You responded. Planting a kiss on his lips and hugging him lightly. He sighed in relief when you said yes. His cheeky smile bigger than you’ve ever seen.

Liam: “Hey babe, wake up.” Liam’s voice pulled you out of your dream. He was sitting in front of you with a tray of food. “Good morning.” he said before sitting next you on the bed. The tray was packed with all you favorite breakfast foods. You sat up and yawned. He couldn’t contain the smile of his face. “What?” You asked running your fingers through your hair. That’s when you noticed the ring, the big rock glistened as it sat on your finger. You hadn’t even noticed it was there. You were so absorbed, that you didn’t noticed Liam kneel in front of you. “Y/N, every day I love you more and more. And I never want to stop loving you for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?” He gazed into you eyes, you couldn’t speak. You nodded as tears spilled over your cheeks. “Yeah?” He asked standing up. “Yeah” You echoed and pulled him into a desperate kiss.

Niall: When ever Niall asks you to come along on tour you agree. The other boys seem to like you, and you have a lot of fun hanging out with Gemma, Lou, and Lux. Today you were all flying to Australia, flying is something you do regularly but in all the times you fly. You have never gotten over your fear, you hold on tight to his hand the entire time, the planes ascends. The seat beat light dims, and a voice speaks over the loudspeaker. “This is your captain speaking, were are now approaching 350,000 feet, feel free to roam the cabin.” Niall let go of your hand and stood up, probably to go to the bathroom. “On board with us today we have all five members of British boy band One Direction. Niall has a special request for his girlfriend…” The speaker cut off. He stood in the isle next to you. All eyes on him. “Y/N, you make me happier than I have ever been. I love you, I love that you snore we you fall asleep, and the way you dace around the kitchen when you cook. I love the way you smile in the mornings, I—” He stopped and kneeled in front of you. The entire plane including yourself must have gasped. “I love you, I don’t know what I would do with out you, and I don’t ever want to fond out. Will you do me the honor of marrying me?” You could feel your hands shaking, at some point during the speech you hands cover your mouth. “Yes,” you barley whispered. He slipped the ring onto your finger and the plane erupted in applause.

Louis: “I saw you with her. Stop lying!!” You yelled at Louis as soon as the front door was shut. Tonight was his birthday party, the boys threw it, and thought it would be funny to invite Eleanor. “She was just saying happy birthday.” He matched my volume. You kicked off your heels and started toward the bed room. "Just leave me alone.“ He followed close behind. "Y/N wait” was the last thing you heard before you slammed the door. He knew you didn’t like when they hung out. She had personally told you she wasn’t over him. Ugh, you sighed slipping out of the red dress you were wearing. Your so mad at him, all he had to do was stay away from her, where ever you talk to your EXs Louis flies off the handle. You pulled your hair into a messy bun and put on one of Louis football jerseys. The bed is so big without him. You turned off the lights so he knew you were sleeping. But laying there felt off. How could I be so mean, I love Louis, and he loves me she was just trying to be nice. embarrassment washed over you, as soon as you realized how much you’d overreacted. You sighed turning onto your back. On the ceiling an array of star stickers spelled out, 'Marry Me?’ Your hands flew to your face, a gasp escaping your mouth. You were off the bed in seconds, flying toward the door. “Louis!” You scream “Lou!” He was sitting on the couch still wearing his suit, a beer in hand. At some point Niall had arrived and was sitting next to him. A smile formed on his face. He got off the couch and reached into his pocket, fishing out a small box. “Louis, you— I’m— I’m so sorry” He got down on one knee, but before he could say anything your lips crashed to his. “Yes, yes” You said urgently against his mouth. He pulled back, “Luv, can you put some pants on?” He asked. You completely forget that you weren’t wearing any, and one of his best friends were sitting on the couch. You nodded and went back to the room to change.

Zayn: Christmas is over, you and Zayn were putting away all the decorations. He insisted the tree go last. He stood next to you as you pulled decorations off, examined them, and them handed them to him to put away. When you were sure you had them all you turned to him. “Now time to get rid of the tree.” He looked up at you, his hazel eyes had an unfamiliar sparkle. He looked almost nervous, “I think you missed one.” He said pointing toward the back of the tree. Sure enough another shiny ornament hung near the back of the tree. You reached and gently pulled it from the branch. This one is new, the glass sphere decorated with his messy boyish scrawl in glitter 'Marry Me?’ On top a beautiful sliver, diamond studded engagement ring. Your speechless “Zayn..” You mutter turning toward him. Except he wasn’t standing he was on one knee in front of you. He removed his beanie and took the ornament from shaking hands. “Zayn?” You said again. Tears forming in your eyes, your hands wiping them away vigilantly. “Y/FULL/N, I love you more than words can describe,” He started, his hands started to shake as he took hold of yours. “More than you can imagine, more than I can say. And I know you deserve someone who will wake up next to you every morning or be there when you need. And I’m not exactly like that person, my life is crazy. But no matter how far away I am, no matter how long, I will never stop trying to make you happy. Will you make me the happiest man in the world?” His big earthy eyes peered up, as you stood there silently. “Yes, YEs, YES” You bursted throwing yourself onto him. Your hands grabbed his stubble covered jaw and kiss him. “Yes, I love you Zayn. Yes” You can feel him smile against your lips, as his arms wrapped around you.

A/N- I got major feels writing this ugh…

-A

Merry Christmas, bleep0bleep!

merry christmas, hope your holiday is tons of fun!


all i want for christmas is you


“Oh my god,” Stiles groans, covering his eyes with his hands, “oh my god, I said down and to the right, not halfway across the tree and to the left, I can’t watch this.” After a second of silence he takes a peek through his fingers and swallows down a burst of laughter; Derek is staring at the tree like he’s about to wolf out on it at any given moment, and Stiles rests a hand on his phone just in case. Werewolf videos are almost better than cat videos. Almost.

Of course, Derek Mr. Always in Control Boss Werewolf doesn’t actually do anything exciting. He just kinda glowers at it, like he’s expecting Santa to emerge from the branches and attack him or something. Stiles attempts a put upon sigh, but even to him it sounds stupidly fond.

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