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sunflower1274 · 4 months

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It's the most gezellig time of the year

She couldn’t help but smile tenderly, leaning against the doorframe, looking at the sight she found. The big screen of the television showed the green face of the Grinch above a list of other recommended Christmas movies, but clearly, the audience hadn’t even finished that one. In fact, Matthijs and Jelka were both fast asleep on the couch in their cute matching pyjamas, the little girl’s head resting on her father’s lap.

Christmas is just a few days away and we have a glimpse in Rebecca and Matthijs life

#rebecca welton #matthijs #matthijs ted lasso #mattbecca #ted lasso #ao3 #ao3 fanfic #hannah waddingham #matteo van der grijn #christmas #a few days before christmas #family #first christmas together

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virtie333 · 1 year

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Life Day Celebration 2022 - Damerey Edition - Chapter 21

Matching pajamas!

#31daysoflifeday #damerey #jedipilot #rey x poe #fanfiction #modern au #first christmas together

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grlnxtdr30 · 1 year

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: young royals Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Wilhelm/Simon Characters: Wilhelm (Young Royals), Simon (Young Royals), Queen Kristina (Young Royals), Linda Eriksson, Malin (Young Royals) Additional Tags: Young Royals Secret Santa story exchange, Christmas concert, Sledding, do you wanna build a snowman?, Queen Kristina is Trying to be a good mamma..., Malin doesn't miss her target. Summary:

Wilhelm wants Simon to accompany him to the Yule Concert on Christmas Eve. Simon is reluctant, but makes a deal. He'll attend the concert, if Wilhelm will spend Christmas day in Bjarstad with him.

@ LovelyLittleLosers

#Young Royals #Secret Santa #Wilhelm and Simon #First Christmas Together

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willbyerstm · 1 year

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[𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊]: SEND 🌿 TO ACCIDENTALLY GET CAUGHT UNDER THE MISTLETOE WITH MY MUSE. [𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒]: accepting [𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌]: @mikewheelertm

It has been a particularly cold week and Will hates it, as if the low temperatures are the only reminder of the Upside Down. His arms wrapped around himself, he is leaning against the doorframe, thinking. He has been doing a lot of thinking lately, barely being able to escape from his own head, especially when he’s alone. Thinking of everything that has gone wrong and the part he has played in it, thinking of everything that can go wrong. Thinking —

Until Mike comes to him and Will smiles before he can realise it. How would he have been able to cope, if he didn’t have Mike? If they were still at odds, if they barely spoke? But now all of that was in the past and the other was probably the only person that can make him smile just with his presence. ❝ Hey. ❞ he reaches for his hand, to pull Mike a little closer to him. They aren’t alone in the house, but no one is around at the moment. He’s about to point out that it’s their first Christmas together, when he notices they’re standing under a mistletoe, which...makes him blush lightly and his smile turns sheepish ❝ I think we’re supposed to kiss right now. ❞ he whispers ❝ I mean...if you want to. ❞

#mikewheelertm #first christmas together #?#but also at first I wanted to place this when everything is over #but I also like the idea that they get to have a little cute 'normal' moment amongst the chaos

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bloody-bee-tea · 4 months

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We have to match

This fic was entirely inspired by by this amazing art by @jjks-dodo

The first time it happens, Suguru doesn't know what to do with the present Satoru shoves into his hands.

“It’s not my birthday,” is the first thing out of his mouth, because it’s the first of December, so it’s actually closer to Satoru’s birthday than his own.

“I know that,” Satoru gives back, bouncing on the balls of his feet as if he’s vibrating out of his skin with excitement.

It’s kind of his default state whenever he does something, though, so it doesn’t really clue Suguru in on what’s going on here.

“What is this, then?” Suguru asks, lifting the present slightly. It’s wrapped, though haphazardly so, and Suguru knows that Satoru must have done it himself.

“If you’d unpack it, you’d know,” he snaps out, slightly on edge so this must be important to him.

Still, Suguru can’t help but to want to know more before he unwraps it.

“I’d like to know the occasion first, if you don’t mind.”

He’s wrecking his brain, trying to figure out if he missed some important date, some anniversary he wasn’t aware of–he wouldn’t put it past Satoru to remember the first time they shared a popsicle or something and then make a big deal out of it–but nothing comes to mind.

“It’s Christmas,” Satoru informs him, and it only serves to make Suguru frown harder.

“It’s really not,” he gives back, because it’s December 1st. Christmas is still far away, and it’s not even as if Suguru celebrates it anyway.

He didn’t think Satoru would, either, what with his family and all but clearly he’d been wrong about that.

“But it’s the Advent Season,” Satoru almost whines out, clearly bothered by the fact that Suguru didn’t open his present yet. “Will you just open it already, goddamit.”

Suguru hesitates for a moment longer, mostly just to annoy the hell out of Satoru, but he sees how the bouncing slows down, sees how Satoru worries the hem of his sleeves with his fingers and Suguru just knows that this is important to him, no matter what is in the present.

It’s important enough to Satoru to make him nervous about this and Suguru doesn’t have it in him to let him wait longer.

“Fine, fine, relax, would you,” he mutters, even as he rips the paper wrapping apart and he momentarily goes still when he finds a sweater.

A Christmas sweater to be precise.

It’s red and green with little reindeers all over and it’s kind of hideous if Suguru were to be honest, but he can’t be. Not when Satoru looks at him with so much expectation written on his face.

“Thanks?” Suguru finally manages to say, still unsure what he’s supposed to do with this, when Satoru suddenly whips out a matching sweater.

“The time leading up to Christmas is the best time and we’ll have to match, so I got you that one to match mine,” he excitedly says, clearly reassured by the fact that Suguru didn’t immediately throw the sweater in his face.

“We have to match,” Suguru repeats slowly, and the corners of his mouth twitch when Satoru nods vigorously, making his hair flop around.

When a strand gets stuck in Satoru’s eyelashes, Suguru reaches out without thought to push it away. He briefly feels panic lick up his throat when Satoru goes still under his fingers, but Suguru pretends as if nothing happens and takes his hand back as if it didn’t mean anything.

“You sure you got my size right?” he asks to break the weird tension between them and it’s enough to jolt Satoru back into action, though he can’t quite hide the faint blush on his face.

“A size bigger than me, because of your stupidly huge shoulders,” he huffs out and Suguru laughs.

“I keep telling you, if you’d actually train like at least once a weak you wouldn’t be all noodle-limbed.”

“I’m not noodle-limbed!” Satoru huffs and puffs with outrage and Suguru laughs even louder.

They both know it’s not true anyway; Satoru is good enough at hand-to-hand combat to best just about everyone they know, except, of course, Suguru.

“If you and your stupidly jacked arms rip this sweater apart, I’m not getting you a new one,” Satoru hisses at him when Suguru takes of the shirt he’s currently wearing to try the sweater on.

It’s a nice thought, not having to wear this hideous thing, but Suguru just knows that for all his faked outrage Satoru would be devastated and Suguru couldn’t stand it. So he slips into the sweater and lets out a relieved little sigh when it actually fits him.

He only feels slightly stupid when he turns around and he gives a pointed look at Satoru’s own shirt.

“Where’s yours then,” he wants to know and Satoru lights up like a Christmas tree.

“I have it right here, wait,” he rushes out, magicking out a second sweater from god-knows-where and he slips it on without hesitation. “Now we match,” he laughs out, bright and happy and for that alone Suguru would wear much worse things than a stupid, cute, matching Christmas sweater.

~*~*~

The second time it happens, Suguru is kind of expecting it. He knows Satoru too well to think he’d let something like this go, would only do it for one year and so when Satoru hands him a slightly better wrapped present, he accepts it without complaint.

“Cutting it a little bit close, huh?” he asks, because it’s already late in the night of the first of December and it’s not like Satoru to miss out on even a day of this.

Last year he made Suguru wear the sweater almost constantly, only allowing him to take it off to get it washed and for missions and so for him to almost miss an entire day is uncharacteristic.

“Yeah, well–” Satoru trails off, clutching his jacket more tightly around himself and Suguru narrows his eyes at him.

“What did you do?” he wants to know because it’s clear as day that Satoru is up to something.

“Nothing,” Satoru easily gives back, too fast and too smooth and Suguru’s fingers still on the paper.

“I don’t think I want this anymore,” he says, shoving the parcel into Satoru’s chest who shoves it right back.

“You have to, though Suguru, we have to match, remember?”

“I’m not so sure I want to match with you anymore,” Suguru lies straight through his teeth and a painful stab of regret is all he gets for his trouble when hurt briefly flashes over Satoru’s face.

“But–it’s tradition, right?” Satoru asks and Suguru shakes his head.

“One year doesn’t make a tradition, Satoru,” he tells him, though he does get back to unwrapping the sweater.

This one is thankfully only red as far as Suguru can see so far, and so that already makes it better than the last one, at least in Suguru’s opinion.

That thought only holds for as long as he needs to fully unfold the sweater though, because of course it wouldn’t be that easy, not when it comes to Satoru.

The words ‘I’m the naughty one’ are stitched into the front in white and Suguru lowers it just enough to be able to glare at Satoru.

“What the hell is this?” he demands to know only for Satoru to grin brightly at him as he takes off his jacket, revealing a matching red sweater underneath it.

Except his says ‘I’m the nice one’.

“Absolutely not,” Suguru whispers under his breath, even as Satoru laughs right in his face in his glee but he gets the wind knocked out of him when Suguru throws his own sweater in Satoru’s face and then uses that moment of distraction to tackle him to the bed.

“Absolutely not!” Suguru repeats louder this time and starts to wrestle Satoru out of the sweater.

“Hey, hey, what are you doing, Suguru,” Satoru shrieks out, laughing so hard he can barely breathe when Suguru tries to distract him by tickling him but even like this it takes him a long time to finally, finally get Satoru out of the sweater.

“If one of us is the naughty one, it’s you,” Suguru pants out, sitting across Satoru’s legs and looking down at him, his hair falling around his face, bun having come undone somewhere in their tousle.

“But everyone expects that,” Satoru pouts at him, still breathing hard from screaming and laughing and his face is flushed red.

He’s absolutely beautiful.

“And besides, don’t act as if you don’t encourage me at every turn,” he adds and it’s not as if Suguru can even deny that.

Enabling Satoru is a bit of a bad habit of his but not everyone needs to know that.

“Do not,” he says, just to be contrary, and pulls the ‘I’m the nice one’ sweater over his head, so that there’s no chance of Satoru taking it back.

He stills when it settles around him.

“That’s my size,” he says, fixing Satoru with his eyes and Satoru blinks up at him.

“We have the same size?” he tries, even though they both know that’s bullshit and Suguru proves it to him by reaching for the naughty sweater and checking the size there.

“This one is one size smaller, though,” Suguru says and shoves the sweater almost into Satoru’s face.

“My mistake,” Satoru says, still not able to admit that he did this on purpose it seems and there’s only one possible punishment for that.

Suguru flops down on top of him.

“Uff, you oaf, don’t you know you’re heavy as fuck?” Satoru breathes out but his attempts at pushing Suguru off are half-hearted at best.

“I’m also tired as hell,” Suguru easily gives back and dares to nuzzle his face into the crook of Satoru’s neck. “I think I might sleep right here.”

“Hey, hey, Suguru!” Satoru squeaks out, though of course he’d never admit to that and Suguru huffs out a laugh.

Satoru is warm under him and kind of poky with his sharp edges but it’s the single most comfortable position Suguru has been in, simply because it’s Satoru, and soon enough he really gets sleepy.

“‘m gonna sleep now,” he whispers out and the last thing he knows is how Satoru scratches at his scalp as he breathes out a soft “Okay”.

~*~*~

Suguru is already holding his hands out when Satoru steps into the room.

“Let’s see what horrible thing you brought this time,” he says, making grabby hands at Satoru, who seems to have frozen right in the doorway.

“Uhm,” Satoru says, looking down at the present in his hands before he looks back up at Suguru.

He’s more nervous than he was even the first time he did this and it instantly puts Suguru on edge.

“Is it that hideous?” he wants to know, simply snatching the present out of Satoru’s hand, who tries to get it back but ultimately fails because he still can’t best Suguru when it comes to anything even resembling close combat.

“I just–” Satoru cuts himself off, clearly unsure of himself and Suguru fights the urge to soothe his nerves.

He fails miserably, because he always does when it comes to Satoru.

“You want me to give it back?” he asks, offering the present to Satoru, who doesn’t reach out for it. “If you don’t want to, we can skip this year,” Suguru goes on, even though it’s clear that some part of Satoru at least must want because he did get the sweater after all.

“No, it’s just–you might hate it.”

Satoru hasn’t been that unsure since the very first week of them knowing each other and Suguru hates it with a passion.

“Why would I?” he carefully asks but Satoru only shrugs. “Can I unwrap it?”

“Sure. Just remember that it doesn’t–you don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to.”

Of course I want to sits at the tip of his tongue, but Suguru bites it back. It’s not going to help if he reassures Satoru with meaningless words right now, so instead of saying that he busies himself with unwrapping this year's sweater.

This one is green for a change but by now Suguru knows to wait until he sees the front before he forms his decision on this, so he quickly unfolds it, holding it out in front of him.

In stark white it says ‘Family Christmas’ on the front and Suguru is glad that the sweater is hiding his face for the moment because to think that Satoru was nervous about this hurts him acutely.

“You hate it,” Satoru grumbles when Suguru takes a moment too long to say something. “I knew you’d hate it, that was such a dumb idea,” he goes on, his voice barely above a whisper and Suguru lowers the sweater so fast, Satoru flinches.

“Of course you’re my family, you idiot,” Suguru breathes out, instantly honing in on what made Satoru so nervous because he knows him after all. “It’s a great sweater.”

“It–is?” Satoru wants to know, clearly still not convinced and Suguru doesn’t hesitate to slide it over his shirt.

“Of course it is,” he vehemently says, because it is.

Satoru doesn’t quite seem convinced though, so Suguru pulls him into a hug.

“You are my family, idiot,” he says, more fondly than maybe necessary, but Satoru doesn’t call him out on it and instead slings his arms around him.

“You sure?”

“I’ve been wearing stupid matching Christmas sweaters with you for the past two years, you really think I would do that for just anybody?”

Satoru doesn’t need to know that that really has nothing to do with being family and all with Suguru being stupidly in love with him. At least not yet.

Though a plan is slowly starting to take form in Suguru’s mind.

“I should hope not, actually,” Satoru gives back and Suguru rests his head on top of Satoru’s.

He doesn’t move away, and he doesn’t protest about the hug as much as he normally does–however feigned his protest usually is–and so Suguru knows that this really means a lot to him.

It means a lot to him, too, and so he’s more than content to stay right where he is.

~*~*~

Suguru barges into Satoru’s room at the tail end of the last day of November.

“I’ve got a present for you!” he calls out, throwing the wrapped gift right into Satoru’s face when he’s not quick enough to sit up and catch it.

Nerves are licking up Suguru’s spine but like this he can’t talk himself out of it. Not again. He talked himself out of it so often during the last year–years, really–and he thinks it’s time that one of them man’s up. He thinks he knows what Satoru’s answer is going to be, has seen it in the lingering stares, has felt it in the prolonged touches but there’s still that small chance that it’s all just because Satoru sees him as family.

As just family, and nothing more.

“What’s this?” Satoru wants to know, turning the present in his hands and Suguru rolls his eyes at him.

“If you’d open it, you’d know,” he shoots back, not sitting down next to Satoru because he needs to be able to read Suguru’s own sweater once he unpacked his.

It doesn’t help with the nerves, when Satoru has to look up at him like that, though.

“Is this–a sweater?” Satoru asks, squeezing the package in his hands. “Did you get me a Christmas sweater?” He almost sounds accusing and Suguru raises an eyebrow at him.

“What? You can do it, but I can’t?”

“But I have ours picked out already!”

“Yeah, well, shucks. It’s my turn, this year,” Suguru decides and he closes Satoru’s mouth when it drops open.

“Wow, didn’t know you could be so rude,” he mutters, Suguru’s hand still under his chin and Suguru gives him his best grin.

“I learned from the best. Now, if you would?”

“Now, if you would,” Satoru repeats mockingly under his breath, but he does rip into the paper, quickly unveiling the sweater.

At first glance it’s simply red, but of course there’s something written on the front and Suguru’s heart beats in his chest.

“I have everything I want for Christmas,” Satoru reads out loud and Suguru can see the frown on his face. “That’s not even funny, Suguru,” he then whines out, turning his gaze back to Suguru, who feels as if he could die on the spot.

His mouth his dry, his heart is beating so fast he’s afraid it might jump right out of his chest and the butterflies in his stomach make him a little bit sick.

“It’s not supposed to be funny,” he still somehow gets out as he opens his jacket and shows Satoru the matching sweater he’s wearing.

It’s green and the words “It’s me, I’m everything” are written on the front.

Suguru watches how Satoru’s eyes go wide as he slowly takes in the words and he knows it’s all going to be fine when Satoru blushes a furious red.

“What does that mean? Suguru, what does that mean?” he demands to know, almost shouting out the words in his urgency and Suguru smiles at him.

“Take an educated guess,” he replies, though he doesn’t torture Satoru–or himself–any longer.

He bends down, briefly pressing his lips to Satoru’s to make it abundantly clear just what this all means and he knows Satoru finally goes with the program when his hands fly up to tangle in Suguru’s sweater, keeping him right where he is, keeping him close.

“Does that mean I don’t get any other Christmas presents this year?” Satoru pouts out, though Suguru can see how his eyes shine with happiness.

He leans in to taste that smile once more.

“Maybe if you’re being good, I have one or two for you,” he breathes out, and this time it’s Satoru who leans in for a kiss.

“But everyone knows I’m the naughty one,” Satoru mutters against his lips and Suguru laughs.

Satoru steals the sound right from his lips.

“Maybe I’ll part with that sweater just this once,” Suguru muses but Satoru shakes his head.

“Not a chance in hell, we’re never going to take these ones off. I love you.”

Trust Satoru to still be the first one to say it, Suguru fondly thinks as he’s almost drowning in his love.

“I love you,” he quickly gives back, peppering Satoru’s face with kisses until he’s laughing with happiness.

“I want everyone to know,” Satoru eventually says, once they are cuddled close on the bed and Suguru snorts out a laugh.

“Kind of inevitable if you don’t want to take that sweater off ever again,” he gives back and Satoru beams at him.

“Best way to tell everyone. Best way to tell me, actually, “he adds after a moment and Suguru simply has to kiss him again.

“Thought you might like it,” Suguru nods, pulling Satoru closer. “Glad you like it.”

“Love it,” Satoru immediately corrects him. “Just like I love you.”

“Love you, too,” Suguru mutters, getting sleepy now that all the adrenaline is out of his system and he’s warm and cozy in bed, with the love of his life safely in his arms.

He nuzzles his face against Satoru’s shoulder and breathes one more kiss on his skin before sleep slowly drags him under.

The last thing he hears his a muttered “You think there are sweaters for proposing?” and Suguru falls asleep with a smile on his face.

He really wouldn’t mind a sweater like that.

#bt writes #jjk #satosugu #stsg #getting together #love confessions #first kiss #fluff #humor #christmas sweater #cuddling and snuggling

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prowerprojects · 5 months

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Classic Tails: *has the urge to pounce, but has to remind himself constantly that Sonic's back is spiky*

That's why you gotta wait for an opening djfjgjdmd

#Sonic's gonna miss this in 6 years #anyway #tails #blue blur #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #miles tails prower #tails the fox #sonic & tails #unbreakable bond #project.art #project.ask #this is like the first time I draw sonic & tails together. must be a Christmas miracle #/j

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hoodie-buck · 5 months

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—duck!buck ✨christmas edition✨ is here! thank you to everyone who loves my silly little jeep ducking shenanigans. wishing y’all a merry ducking christmas 💚❤️

rated: t | words: 18.6k | read on ao3

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“Ok, so I have them all categorized. Do you want them by year, color, or season?”

Eddie’s eyes widened with a bit of fear. What the hell had Athena gotten him into?

“Um, how about you tell me about your ducks first…what kind are they?”

Buck deadpanned. “Rubber.”

Eddie shook his head, trying to hide his surprise as he pulled out of the parking lot.

Buck let out a cackle, startling Eddie a little.

“You didn’t think I was talking about live duck’s did you?”

Buck said it like it was the most ridiculous thing in the world, as if any of their conversation had been semi normal.

“No, I guess I’m just—confused is all,” was what Eddie settled with. Buck shook his head as he tapped at his clipboard.

“You’ve never heard of Jeep ducking?”

Eddie shook his head as he turned on his blinker. “Can’t say that I have.”

—or—

The 1 time Buck gets held at gunpoint and robbed of his ducks, and the 6 times Eddie replaces them. Eddie’s a cop, bucks a firefighter, there’s rubber ducks, what more can I say?

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#buddie #buddie fic #eddie diaz #evan 'buck' buckley #christopher diaz #athena grant #jee yun buckley han #duck!buck 2.0 #bad puns #y’all have been warned 😂#different first meeting #getting together #idiots in love #ducks #christmas fic #1 + 6 things #i don’t make the rules #except here 😆

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stevesbipanic · 5 months

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@steddiemas Day 21: Home

"There that's the last box all done!" Steve said placing the last of the dishware away in the cupboard.

"Eds, did you finish unpacking our clothes?" He called down the hallway to the bedroom. Eddie came out the door and wrapped Steve up in a hug. "Even folded them nicely, we, my dear Stevie, are officially moved in."

It had taken months of saving from both their works, cutting down on eating out, being firmer with the kids' arcade limits but finally they'd saved up enough to put a down payment on a small little house on the edge of Hawkins. Far away from any nosy people that wanted to bang on their door about the devil.

"You know what that means right?"

"We can break in that new mattress we splurged on?"

Steve blushed and playfully slapped Eddie's shoulder, "No! Well, yes, but later, now we get to open the fun boxes."

"The fun box under the bed?"

"Edward!"

"What baby, Wayne is already dropping the kids off, we're finally alone in our home."

The way Eddie said our home made Steve's heart flutter but he was on a mission.

"No, first we gotta put up the Christmas decorations. It's only a week away after all, we're basically behind in Christmas cheer."

Eddie smiled and gave Steve a kiss on the cheek, "I'm going to be dreaming of boxes for weeks."

Switching on the Christmas tree lights for the very first time in their new home felt magical. The soft yellow light spilled through the room, bathing the boys in its glow. Eddie wrapped his arms around the back of Steve as they admired their handiwork.

"Welcome home, sweetheart."

"Welcome home, Eds."

Ao3

#were getting close to Christmas!!!!#but remember steddiemas lasts all December #strangerthings #stranger things #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steddiemas #home #first home #moving out together

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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 1 month

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Not sure if this theory makes any sense at all but I'm starting to believe that there's no time skip between Wally's phone calls and what we see/hear in the show's Media/Merchandise. If we see the Toyland call being made before the Homewarming episode then it would make sense that Wally's expecting Barnaby to come over soon. As well as the Homewarming sketch from the prior update. (I don't know, still kind of brainstorming this perspective)

that theory Does make sense and i've been considering it! the "timeline" is such a nebulous thing right now because we still... don't really know! there are too many variables and too many Maybes for any solid answer.

maybe the reality that the neighbors live in exists outside of time like you say, and like half of me suspects. there's so much reality fuckery already present, but I'm also... unsure of how much merit this holds given what we know / can infer about how time passes in Home. i'm putting this theory on a low shelf to look at but not prioritize

maybe it really has been 50 years, and Barnaby is either still around / Wally is still in contact with him, or Barnaby... isn't there. who knows, maybe Wally was just verbalizing some Wishful Thinking. i mean, Wally is a bit of an unreliable narrator, isn't he? we can't assume that everything he says is entirely accurate or truthful. and i mean, if it's been 50 years it makes sense that Wally would be pushing for connection / to revive WH. who knows how long he's been trying.

hm... i mean. it could be a mix of that and the Outside Of Time theory. who knows, maybe W is receiving calls from different points in the timeline - Wally may have started out just calling, and has just graduated to invading the WH website / getting pushy with the envelopes and media that's been sent to the WHRP. maybe Wally got tired of waiting for W to respond before W was even born. who's to say!

#i mean. idk the emphasis wally puts on Its So Quiet makes my brain tilt its head #it feels like wally breaking composure before he pastes the Facade back on with '-during homewarming'#that and just the way he phrased 'everyones usually so busy so its just me and home for a long while'#Usually so busy. Usually. why not Always? or Is?#usually.#and then the 'its just me and home for a long while'#the phrasing here has Connotations i think!#homebogging #welcome home speculation #wh speculation #OF COURSE. I HAVE TO DEBUNK MYSELF!#what we hear / see from Wally is - ironically - more genuine than the WHRP's or W's recovered media (save the eddie excerpts)#the WH media shows us the ideal homewarming - where everyone is getting into the spirit and spending time together and the like #but then wally could be telling us what homewarming is Really like - lonely. quiet.#WHICH MAKES SENSE THEMATICALLY! and it mirrors how christmas time is. its marketed as this joyful thing that brings people together #when in reality its lonely and stressful. i know i certainly never feel more lonely than i do at that time of year!#so there's just. layers. right now im simultaneously believing in the time discrepancy And them existing outside of time #im leaning on the first one but you know!#BUT!!! IM CONFIDENT THAT THE HOMEWARMING WALLY WAS CALLING FROM WAS NOT THE ONE WE SAW IN THE UPDATE.#wally spoke with enough familiarity about the time of year to make me think 'hes lived through many of these hasnt he'#it could be that time Has passed for the neighbors and its been many homewarmings.#it could be that it Started as what the commercials/update showed us.#but as time passed maybe it became a time where everyone just... Isolates for one reason or another. so now it's just quiet and lonely #im still rolling it all around in my head! many factors and implications to consider w/ this update!#Take All Of This With A Grain Of Salt As Usual!

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deliciousdefendorinternet · 3 months

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do you think Branch would still feel somewhat uncomfortable around his Bros in the future? Due to being so unfamiliar with being a part of a family? 😞😞😞😞

even tho they seemed like they were willing to try at being a family again at the end of TBT but obviously 20 something years is a Hell of a long time and in Branch's case it was pretty much his whole life.

so do you think there'd still be a level of tension and uncomfortability?

like maybe we see the other Bros just playing happy families seemingly easily slotting back into their old dynamic while of course having fun sharing the newer parts of their lives with each other.

but maybe Branch would still feel somewhat uncomfortable about it even if he isn't exactly sure why or maybe he even straight up has a touch of imposter syndrome feeling like he doesn't belong in the family or any kind of family for that matter.

given he spent nearly his entire life as a loner so I can't imagine suddenly being expected to slot into a a big family would be all that easy kinda different from the other Bros where they all mostly grew up together.

and even after splitting apart went on to still have close people in their lives Bruce obviously had his wife and later children Clay had Viva and the rest of the Putt Putt Trolls.

and while Floyd doesn't have any cannon relationships I imagine he was a fairly sociable person who at least had close friends over the years.

only exception is JD given he also lived mostly alone for all those years with only Rhonda for company but he still Grew up with the Brothers and their Grandma up until he was likely a late teenager/young adult.

so I feel Branch would very likely be the one who'd have the Hardest time adjusting to just suddenly being a part of a large family again or any kind of family at all really.

what do you think? do you think there'd still be some awkwardness/uncomfortableness from Branch when it comes to his Family in the future?

I find this stuff interesting to think about lol I Really got my Fingers crossed we do get that Christmas Special in the future and they explore something like this since it'd be a pretty good chance to do so if it does take place around Bro zone's first Christmas back together as a family.

Branch straight up lived by himself as an orphan for most of his life so having him just be all okay and easily adjusting to having 4 Brothers back in his life would be disappointing tbh.

#brozone #trolls brozone #trolls 3 #branch trolls #branch #trolls dreamworks #trolls band together #trolls branch #dreamworks trolls #trolls #I really gotta see Branch struggling to adjust to the whole family life in a future Holiday Special as it'd be Emotional AF.#like the Bros are all around for Christmas Dinner and Branch just gets overwhelmed with it all since he's so used to the peace and quiet.#that he's had for all those years and he just kinda breaks down eventually thinking back to all the Christmases he spent alone.#and maybe he sorta tries to give up on his Bros stating that it was a mistake for them to be there.#and that he just isn't the sorta person who's meant to be part of a family and he in a teary eyed but calm way asks them all to leave.#tho the Bros don't and instead keep trying to get through to Branch who's just adamant that them trying to be a family again was a mistake.#and they should just leave. anyway like I said a Bro zone special has a lot of emotional potential.#and I really hope we see Branch struggling to adjust in the future to suddenly having a family for the first time since he was a little kid #it'd be so sweet and emotional 😢😢😢😢

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watcher0033 · 6 months

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Ok. Bodies (2023) had one of the best emotional payoffs in a time travel series I’ve ever seen. A fantastic standalone if you ignore the last 10 seconds.

But also, I’m gonna contradict (X)Twitter here, some reasonable thread to put out and bait for a season renewal too. I mean the inventor and the machine will inevitably exist. So. They could just as easily put Gabriel as the Next Big Bad— he’s certainly got ambition that could turn dark if nudged a bit if they wanna, or the people the tech will attract.

I just mostly want the detectives to be a team solving temporal anomalies/crimes. When it happened, their teamwork, even when belonging to such drastically different time periods, were stunning and a freakin highlight to behold. I legit started tearing up. And I want more of those ngl.

They could leave the KYAL behind tho. It’s Elias’ thing and a staple of his character. Doesn’t have to be a staple of the series.

#time traveling detectives #gods when they all started UNKNOWINGLY AT THAT coming together #it was like Christmas and the first Avengers assemble rolled into one ngl #wont say no for more of those #bodies #bodies netflix #bodies 2023 #netflix #fandom #time travel #show #series #rec

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quins-makeshift-menagerie · 6 months

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What’s a ham wrap up?

So I need to preface this with my husband’s family is from Wisconsin and he was raised in Minnesota. I was born in New York and raised in Ohio so some stuff I’m still getting used to. Like we spent a lot of our first date jokingly arguing soda vs. pop (we settled on soda pop)

That being said ham wrap ups are one of the oddest things I’ve encountered in our 5 years together

It’s ham smothered in cream cheese wrapped around a pickle