“MERRY CHRISTMAS 2019!!!” 🎄🎁🎅❄
As for my lastest art for 2019 that sadly was in exclusive because of pages, but for OCs sure gonna their presents from Lite to Gummiphone; no charge. BTW, an accident color error of the Christmas title on third pic here, but nah.
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I'm watching Klaus again because 'tis the season, I love that when Jesper asks about the reception you can see the exact moment that Mogens realises he has the opportunity to do the funniest thing in the history of Smeerensburg
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So
since it's holiday season, I have a film I think everyone, and I mean absolutely everyone needs to watch
I'm dead serious.
Watch it. Now.
It's hilarious, it's heartwarming and the most comforting and sweet film I've ever seen.
Basically, it's a brilliant take on the origin story of Santa Claus and how writing letters is totes important and we should all write letters and do kind things for one another.
As Klaus said: "One true, selfless act always sparks another."
I watch this film every holiday season with my family and I cannot get tired of it. Every time it brings me to tears. Happy comfort tears, of course.
It's on Netflix. Do yourself a favour, please.
Watch this adorable silly film
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Alastor with gender-neutral!reader Christmas scenario
warnings: established relationship, mentions of violence, ooc and fluff.
Inspiration came from @lbcreations-blog's holiday fic. The link will be here. Special thanks to @vikkirosko for giving me feedback on this segment before I posted it. Merry Christmas one and all! :)
Alastor could recall very little memories of the Christmases he had spent as a mortal. Time was a funny thing; it blurred, made your brain all fuzzy until all you can ever really remember are the people you had once loved. In the Radio Demon’s case, the honor of a preserved memory belonged to his mother. Recently though, someone else had been occupying his mind and creating new memories in Hell. You. His significant other.
To celebrate the coming of the winter solstice and to bring some festive cheer to the Hazbin Hotel, Charlie thought it would be a wonderful idea to throw a little party in one of the ballrooms. Some decorations, good food and liquor, gifts. An ideal Christmas get-together, so to speak. You helped Vagatha with getting the supplies needed, and he just watched all of this chaos happen, occasionally helping when the princess absolutely insisted that he become involved.
What caused the pleasant Christmas jazz music around him to a screeching halt was the sight of a plant hanging over the archway leading to the main lobby coming from the elevators. And you were right underneath it, carrying a box of ornaments in your hands. Alastor definitely did not hang this up here, which only left two possible culprits: Charlie, or Angel Dust. Husk was busy minding the bar. Niffty is still in the kitchen preparing the food, and she knew much he despised being touched by anyone.
Especially you. He told you as much in the early beginnings of your relationship, including how he would prefer to not engage in physical intimacy beyond hand holding because he did not like it. You always gave him a wide berth, respecting his personal space and being content with how things were, though sometimes…he knew you wanted just a little more. You just would not say it because you already knew he would refuse.
In regards to this….scenario, everyone’s eyes were on him and you. Half-expecting him to give in and just give you a kiss on the cheek, or for you to take initiative and do the deed and be placed on his dinner menu. Neither of which actually happened. Alastor was fully ready to step away and forget about the entire thing until you smiled sheepishly, bowing to him and extending your hand to him.
“Care to dance?”
He felt the tension evaporate from his shoulders, replaced with a chipper tune and a round of applause from the audience. “Why, I’d be delighted, my dear!” Carefully lowering his gloved palm on top of yours, he pulled you to his body and swung you around to the trumpets of his shadows. His grin stretched as he watched you quickly catch onto the rhythm, laughing as he dipped you towards the ground, then back up and did a twirl. You spun around, breaking away from him and bowing to him with that lovely smile of yours.
Oh, how lucky he is to have you, indeed~!
Though if anyone were to try and kiss you under the mistletoe, he will remind them why he is in Hell.
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Alright.
It's the end of July. I'm over Summer.
I'm ready for:
Crunchy leaves
Cool weather
Light rain hitting the window
Rain boots
Pumpkin patches
Halloween
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Coraline
Over The Garden Wall
Cinnamon candles
Thanksgiving
Apple pie
Christmas
Snow
Klaus (Netflix)
Onesie pajamas
Hot chocolate
Heavy blankets
The Spongebob Christmas episode
A Year Without a Santa Claus
How The Grinch Stole Christmas
Ice skating
Christmas music (Nat King Cole, Michael Buble, Frank Sinatra, Bing Crosby)
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