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Worst MLP Song Tournament
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It's a Pony Kind of Christmas
Embrace The Magic Propaganda: look i know some people like this song?? i think?? but i just can't, there's no hook, i can't vibe to it, for some reason sunset's voice in this also isn't that nice to listen to??? like it feels like she's a bit flat on some notes idk it just feels a little to the left of other sunset shimmer songs. the vibes are OFF is what im trying to say
#mlp#my little pony#my little pony friendship is magic#mlp fim#mlp g4#polls#polls on tumblr#tournament polls#mlp music#Worst MLP Song Round 1#Worst MLP Song Tournament#Album#Legend of Everfree!#It's a Pony Kind of Christmas#Embrace The Magic#0xfv0x30#Youtube#MLP Equestria Girls#mlp eqg#EQG#Equestria Girls
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Didn't do the instrumental but I feel like that's prolly obvious to the few who have heard what little music I've made from scratch asfdgkhkajsdgf
I recorded this a couple weeks ago and finally have the courage to post it.
it's unpolished and I'm very aware of the imperfections in it, but I still really like the vibe it has, so I hope y'all enjoy it!
#my art stuff#my music stuff#music#singing#cover#voice acting#voice mimicking#it's a pony kind of christmas#mlp#my little pony#mlp fim#mlp g4#I do appreciate constructive criticism but I'm unsure if it would help me as I'm doing my best with what I have#and again- I'm at that stage in learning something where I know the basics and can do certain things really well if I really try!#But not experienced enough to completely apply my knowledge to what sounds off to me and fix it#please be kind ;;w;;#I know the voices aren't very accurate and stuff either btw#I like my versions despite that fact but I completely understand if it makes anyone cringe or anything#my pinkie used to be better before puberty hit 😔#but I've gotten a lot better at Flutters somehow! And I REALLY nailed Rarity here!!!#RD and AJ need strong work - especially RD as I have a really hard time hitting higher notes with her#And honestly? I barely even tried with Twilight. But she turned out surprisingly okay for what it is??#Might do another version sometime later where I try to stabilize my vocals a lil better cus it's kinda lacking in confidence n stuff#ANYWAYS I NEED TO STOP POINTING OUT FLAWS AND STUFF CUS I'VE LEARNED THAT TELLING PEOPLE THE FLAWS MAKES THEM STAND OUT A LOT MORE-#I SHOULD ALSO GO TO BED CUS IT'S 1AM SO NINI LMAO AKSJFDGHKJASDGFHGH#I also have another project similar to this - doing pony voice-adjacent stuff - if anybody's ever interested in hearing it?#idk just throwing it out there
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every time I decorate my place for Christmas I listen to Rarity singing Deck the Halls
#rarity#mlp#colored#christmas#art#doverstar's art#deck the halls#it's a pony kind of christmas#new icon for me I think?#yes
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Every year when I listen to the MLP Christmas album I’m reminded that Rainbow Dash’s cover of Jingle Bells is about her killing her friends /exaggeration
#it’s a pony kind of christmas#mlp christmas album#christmas song#jingle bells#rainbow dash#my little pony#mlp fim#mlp g4
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(Jazz Notes) sits down smiling "can I please has a hug?" opens her hooves ready for a hug
#Princess Lilly Sparkle Rose#Jazz Notes#ask-princess-lilly#Ask-Princess-Skyla#ask-the-outbuck-pony#mlp ask blog#mlp#ask blog#answered ask#[ I don't usually answer these kinds of asks anymore but it's Christmas and stuff so eh ]
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I’m actually getting emotional while listening to Days Gone By from the It’s a Pony Kind of Christmas mlp album omg
#applejack has the best singing voice hands down#Like oh my god she’s so amazing#TALK ABOUT THE APPLE HORSE MORE!!!#my little pony#my little pony friendship is magic#mlp gen 4#it’s a pony kind of Christmas album#applejack#twisty rambles
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It’s officially christmas time . Time to listen to ‘It’s A Pony Kind Of Christmas’ on repeat.
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Although they later made it more and more like the christian modern christmas, the first idea of Hearth’s Warming Eve as a supstitute to christmas in G4 My little Pony was so lovely to me.
A holiday celebrating friendship and togetherness, based on the historical legend of mythical wind spirits freezing the hearts and bodies of those who hated and fought eachother without compassion or love for one another, nearly dooming all of pony kind to certain death. The symbol of a heart burning within those who decided to see and like eachother instead saving everyone’s life… it’s so sweet :’(
+ the grounding of the holiday as one spent primarely with friends instead of family was also kind of baller to me!
Well and… I saw a good excuse to draw Pinkie Pie with cute items all around her <3
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i've been seeing a lot of people redesign the mane 6 and i wanted to take a crack at it. ponies brought me to tumblr so i guess it's going back to my roots lol
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my sexuality/gender headcanons for em are as follows: twi is questioning but knows she likes girls and guys, pinkie is pan, rd is a lesbian and sometimes uses he/him pronouns, applejack and rarity are both lesbians, and fluttershy is transfem and aroace!
fluttershy's bracelet was made by pinkie; the colors have faded over the years but it used to be bright pink, blue and white (it was a coming out gift)
rarity's glasses are held up by Weird Horse Magic. shhhhhhhh
even though applejack is the tallest in terms of posing, fluttershy's actually the tallest. rd and pinkie are tied for shortest
rd chopped most of her tail off because she figured it'd make her faster. that's her natural mane color, she frequently dyes her hair in various version of the 5 color rainbow
i gave twilight little ballet flats because i though it completed the "cozy nerd" vibe i was going for; her colors are a lot warmer to match the twilight time of day
pinkie is absolutely a raver. cmon she's the party horse
granny smith made applejack's shawl and she wears her mom's hat with her dad's bolo tie on the drawstring (or whatever the adjustable thing on a cowboy hat is called lol)
rarity and applejack are a couple. they are the lesbian aunts who buy you way too many christmas presents
twi and pinkie have a kind of will-they-won't-they thing going on, pinkie is largely oblivious to this and twilight is not subtle about her crush
rd and fluttershy still have known each other since they were kids, rainbow was the first person fluttershy ever came out to before she transitioned
#my little pony#mlp#twilight sparkle#pinkie pie#applejack#rarity#rainbow dash#fluttershy#mane six#lgbt headcanons#redesign#character design#pls look at this i worked my ass off on it all week#artists on tumblr#art#fanart
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the boy is mine // ziggy’s version ♡
@carolmunson prompt
♡firstly, i’m so excited about this, for the unification this could have for all of us fandom wide— hopefully there are more ideas like this in the future 💕
tw: depictions of hard times, established relationship, blue collar (?) vibes, money troubles, but you’re in love so it’s a non issue. fluffy, illusions to smut but nothing mentioned.
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the scene: a romantic night in at the trailer.
props included/mentioned (in passing or can hold bigger meaning): a throw pillow, vanilla frosting, a small notebook.
dialogue included (can be manipulated slightly if needed, can be placed in any order):- "i ran out of like, nice cups, is this okay?" - "aw, don't be like that. that's not even true."- "and you like that?"- "if you don't stop, we're gonna have a problem."
Birthdays.
Something rarely celebrated between the two of you. Even though you both agree every year would be different, every new year’s resolution—sworn to do it, but always falling short.
Until this year.
It wasn’t a pony or a working television, and still with the daily struggle of bills piling up and work slowing down— Eddie promised himself, your day would be special.
He dipped into the ‘broken window’ fund— started when some little shits tossed rocks at the “freak’s house”. It consisted of an empty pickle jar that lived in the same dark bottom cabinet holding the potatoes.
Just a few bucks, that’s all he would need until payday on friday.
The shopping basket was nearly pathetic looking as he scoured aisles for a special treat, realizing he had come up short when he needed an extra few bucks for gas.
Putting back the cake mix, the card, and a pack of twizzlers—Eddie left the store with a single can of vanilla frosting, the off brand kind.
He rushed home, hoping to still have enough time to beat you there before your shift ended at work.
Scrounging for the small notebook you got him for christmas, he flipped through the pages filled with past conversations about the pros and cons of leaving the trailer park, a forgotten list for groceries, and an even shorter list of bills that could be pushed back a few days.
He finally finds a clean sheet, clear of pen marks and gets to work. His hands flew with D&D esque inspired calligraphy, scrawling “happy birthday baby!” with a tiny jagged heart at the bottom with his initials.
A car door slams on creaky hinges and he knew you were home before even hearing your soft footsteps on the worn concrete— giving him only seconds to do a quick sniff of his pits and rake through his hair with his fingers— rings getting stuck along the way.
Your keys jingle on your finger as you lug your purse by its strap, nearly to the ground like you were walking a dog on a leash.
“There she is,”
The same cheesy charmer line he had greeted you with since you were teens meeting between classes by your locker, faces wedged almost as one to kiss as much as you could before being late. Hormones on fire.
Eddie ‘benjamin button’ Munson aged backwards, you were sure of it. Where you looked exhausted at any given hour, Eddie's puppy dog eyes grew bigger every day, not a single wrinkle on his cherub face.
“Hey babe,” you yawned with a hand covering your mouth, “did’y have a good day?”
His smile, all dimples and porcelain teeth stretched a mile wide along with his arms as you walked into them, pressing your cheek to the middle of his chest, arms slung lazy on his hips.
“Always a good day babe, never bad. And..someone, not sure who, has a birthday.”
Lifting your head his chin is dipped to you, “someone doesn’t like their birthday, Eddie— it’s a waste.”
You never had, it was never happy before Eddie— stemming from divorced parents fighting about which one should pick up the cake, and who was buying the gifts because ‘I did it last year’ which ultimately dissolved into you telling them not to worry about it because it was just another day.
“Aw don’t be like that,” Eddie frowns, “that’s not even true.”
You grumble into his shirt tossing your head further into him inhaling his scent. He kisses your hairline and strokes your back before working to remove your coat.
“Five years we’ve been together, it’s time we celebrate shit, sweetheart.”
Mumbling a drawn out ‘fiiine’ into him he tips your chin, with a curl of his forefinger, a little smirk on his lips.
“You’re really cute when you pout y’know it?”
“and you like that?”
His lips slot against yours, and you hum with content, “oh darlin’” he says with a fake southern drawl, “I love it.”
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The tub was filled with the warmest temperature the water heater would allow— which wasn’t a lot, but still, it felt nice on your sore muscles from your shift at the same plant both Eddie and Wayne worked at, opposite shifts from you.
Eddie’s rings clacked on the plastic edge as he slid his long legs around yours into the water, sitting on the other end of the tub. He had helped you undress, hanging your coat on the back of a chair, giving you the beautiful homemade card that made tears spring to your eyes.
He followed behind you into the bathroom, running the water and putting the drain stopper into the drain before he ran back out to the kitchen returning with arms filled with stuff that he kept hidden from you until you were comfortably sitting in the cramped bathtub.
He plugged in an emerald strand of colorful christmas lights that you didn’t even know you had. It filled the cluttered countertop, weaving around the bar of soap and kitchen cup designated for holding your toothbrushes, lighting the bathroom in a cozy Christmas ambience… in April.
“We ran out of like, nice cups— is this okay?” He asked before pouring a can of Busch light into two red cups that were nabbed from Benny’s before it shut down.
Scrunching your face you move your arms from the depths of the water to reach out for his extended offering of warm beer, “when have we ever had nice cups?”
He laughed shrugging, “yeah, you’re right.”
Sitting square in front of you, long legs bent and wide open, Eddie holds up his cup in a cheers, “to you, my love, my sweet beautiful hotter than hell girl who for some reason fell for my charm, happy birthday.”
Clinking a his cup with yours you both smile before taking a swig of the cheap warm beer.
“mm, that’s nice.. what year?” you tease, never even having wine in your life.
He plays along like he always does, swirling the cup and putting the tip of his nose to the rim, “ah yes, a refined 1989 I believe— a good year for Busch I've heard.”
You both laugh until your sides ache. This is why you adored him, making a normal day special by just being him—corny, cheesy, poor— and you had never been happier.
“Oh, wait!” he exclaimed, reaching out of the tub, ribs stretching taunt against his skin, soap sliding down them.
He grabs a lighter from the counter and opens the tub of frosting. Brandishing a white waxed candle tucked behind his ear with the flair of a magician, he plants it in the center before lighting the wick and sitting down roughly in the tub, water splashing onto the floor.
The flame lit up his features, his tongue poked out in concentration, the yellow light filling his dark pudding eyes with a boyish glee, and then they met yours.
“Should I sing?”
You shake your head, happy tears stinging your eyes, “no, this is perfect,”
“Well make a wish.”
You close your eyes tight not knowing what to wish for because all you’ve ever wanted is right in front of you. Blowing out the candle you lean forward and kiss him square on the mouth, hard and deep.
The beer tipped into the tub and was long forgotten as your lips worked down his neck, wet strands of hair curled around, his arms pulling you in, making you sit on his naked lap, the frosting birthday cake sitting on the floor.
You kiss for awhile, your chest pressed into his, his hands squeezing your ass, the heel of his foot knocking the plug from the drain.
“If you don’t stop,” you mutter between kisses, “we’re gonna have a problem.”
Eddie smirks, dimples poking out, stroking your cheek thumb sweeping your swollen bit lip, “throw pillow is already on the bed, besides, I’m not afraid of a little trouble baby.”
#carols prompts#eddie munson drabble#eddie munson blurb#eddie x you#eddie munson x you#eddie munson#eddie x fem!reader#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson fanfic#eddie munson fluff
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Worst MLP Song Tournament
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It's a Pony Kind of Christmas
Piggy Dance
#mlp#my little pony#my little pony friendship is magic#mlp fim#mlp g4#polls#polls on tumblr#tournament polls#mlp music#Worst MLP Song Tournament#Album#Baby Cakes#It's a Pony Kind of Christmas#Piggy Dance#0xfv0x10#Youtube#Worst MLP Song Round 2
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TRANS HUMAN AUs: Below you can find a list of Good Omens human AUs featuring trans characters.
[Requested by anon. You can request more fic recs here.]
it’s okay, maybe not forever but we got today by astheworldcomestoanend (G, 1k)
Aziraphale’s parents are fighting again, so he goes over to Crowley’s house to spend the night with him. Crowley is more than happy to bring his angel in and make sure he’s okay.
Win Condition by ineffablefool (G, 1k)
Human AU. Aziraphale and Crowley's junior high school sets up a really weird school-wide Valentine's Day game that they're both kind of side-eying for different reasons. Talking about it over lunch gives them both the chance to confess something, though!
Belonging by LittleQueerdo (T, 2k)
Crowley is woken by a librarian on a mission.
style, flair, and a head of red hair – she’s the nanny?! by lineslines (G, 5k)
She takes a step into the light, a vision of red and black, of scant fabric and edges, seizes him in her gaze, which he realizes is almost as fiery as her hair, and drags it up and down his form, once, before she grins. “Oh angel, let me guess, you probably think tartan is stylish?”
“Tartan is stylish,” Aziraphale automatically protests, before his brain slowly catches up with his mouth. And his eyes. “Oh, how impolite of me! Please do come in. You must be drenched.”
(Crowley just lost her job selling cosmetics to bored rich housewives. Aziraphale is a bored rich bastard in want of a nanny for the neighbor kid he has to babysit. It's a right place, right time situation. Right people, too.)
The Art of Human Nature by IneffableDoll (T, 6k)
Crowley is a painter who has only ever had an eye for nature. That is, until a client named Aziraphale commissions her for a painting to boost her self-confidence, and Crowley discovers that her client is as beautiful as the Earth itself.
Then she goes and catches feelings, because she’s a disaster.
The Colour of Hope and Sin by TawnyOwl95 (E, 7k)
Crowley has never felt so pretty. Tonight he can do anything.
Having Aziraphale Eastgate, the best defender that St. Beryl's School football team had ever seen, cross Crowley's path again is a chance to test that theory.
And maybe they can both work out some latent teenage angst at the same time?
A Stable Relationship by MirjamOmens (E, 9k)
Crowley used to be one of the best eventing riders of the UK. After one unfortunate fall that crushed his leg, he ends his career and starts coaching other promising athletes. Aziraphale is a riding instructor, handling the school ponies and teaching the beginners.
For the past six months they have found themselves in a sort of arrangement. It’s just friendship… and sex, whenever their schedules happen to align.
It's nothing more than that, right?
Every Part of Me by foolishlovers (T, 10k)
Heartthrob rockstar Antonia Harmonia, better known as Anthony J. Crowley offstage, has safeguarded his singing career from his best friend and long-term crush, Aziraphale, for nearly two decades. But when Aziraphale stumbles upon Crowley’s secret at one of his concerts, Crowley is suddenly confronted with unexpected consequences. Could the best of both worlds be within his reach?
A Hannah Montana AU.
I'm Beginning to See the Light by ineffabildaddy (E, 15k)
There was Crowley - the paragon of cool, the overlord of apathy, breezing easily through each and every one of their exchanges and giving no fucks while doing so; then there was the anachronistic, cloying Aziraphale, trying and failing not to live life like a Thomas Hardy protagonist, and giving many fucks indeed.
Or: Aziraphale has quite the pash on his colleague Crowley, who seems resolutely disinterested in him. As their annual Christmas party progresses, it appears that Crowley may not be as disinterested as Aziraphale first thought.
Fifteen Years of Heartache by mondlichtmaus (T, 20k)
Crowley was roused from his nap by the sound of somebody opening the door. He didn't move. Maybe they would go away.
"Excuse me?" someone called.
They weren't going away. Crowley rose, lifting his head to squint at the intruder. A broad figure, silhouetted by the light of the hallway. He couldn't make out his face, eyes still bleary from sleep. Just a halo of light framing his head.
"What?" Crowley grumbled.
There was a moment of silence, then the intruder spoke again.
"Anthony?"
They're teachers. They're in love. They're oblivious.
Just Up the Stairs by foolishlovers, ineffabildaddy, omens_for_ophelia (E, 39k)
On Valentine's Day, amidst the chaos of handling work and university deadlines as a mature student, Crowley seeks solace with his neighbour Aziraphale. As they share a meal, their long-standing friendship begins to unravel, revealing hidden feelings they've harboured for six months. It's a night that could change everything.
Black and White Sunshine by Azira_Amane (E, 58k)
"The cotton capital. The Second Summer of Love, the Haçienda. Irwell, Medlock, Irk and Mersey. Elizabeth Gaskell wrote her novels in a lovely little house. Oh. There’s so much to know…"
Aziraphale East is, by his own account, a bit of an odd duck - and he's okay with that. He's always been happy in his own skin, in having been a confirmed bachelor his whole life.
Everything changes on a work trip from London to Manchester, where he meets the vivacious and stunningly attractive Anthony Crowley. Like the splitting of the atom, Aziraphale is divided - and begins to wonder if it's not too late for love after all.
Age, as they say, is but a number.
Tales of Turning Pages by foolishlovers (E, 73k)
Every Tuesday, aspiring romance novelist Anthony J. Crowley pays a visit to his local library and the charming angel working there.
Every Tuesday, Aziraphale Fell finds himself more and more intrigued by the curious stranger who turns his orderly life as a small-town librarian upside down.
[you can find more fic rec masterposts here]
#hope you'll enjoy these#nothing makes me happier 💜#(shamelessly included my own fics but.. i think that's fair? 😳)#good omens#good omens fics#good omens fanfic#good omens human au#trans crowley#trans aziraphale#genderfluid crowley#agender aziraphale#good omens fic rec#aziracrow#aziracrow fic#crowley x aziraphale#ineffable partners#foolish recs#go fic masterpost
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Christmas with the Greasers; Headcanons
Hey guys these are some headcanons about the Greasers for Christmas!
Enjoy, and please send requests!
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!
Ponyboy
Loves Christmas.
Buys everyone books in hopes of getting them to like them more. Then has to read them because half of them can’t read to save a life.
He made everyone wait until all the others were there to open presents.
The only one who can make a tea for Darry.
He and Johnny team up to try and get Dally to enjoy Christmas.
Pony goes to Church on Christmas Eve alone. Even though he no longer goes regularly, it reminds him of his parents.
Sodapop
Puts tinsel fucking everywhere.
Y’know how tinsel has like the fine little strips? Yeah, you’ll be finding bits of that in your food for weeks.
Buys everyone like lollies from the DX and writes badly spelt cards.
Puts decorations everywhere as well.
Managed to put a Santa hat on Dally’s head and doesn’t end up getting beat somehow.
But like, are you gonna punch a golden retriever? No. Not even Dally could do that.
Darry
Does this whole thing my parents do where he goes “I’m not getting up until someone makes me a cup of fucking tea.”
Enjoys watching 5 teenage boys rush to make a cup of tea while Dally just smokes a cigarette.
They have a tradition of all the gang celebrating at the Curtis house, as if they were all blood-family.
Gets everyone good presents.
Puts on Holiday Inn and White Christmas and shushes anyone who talks during during the films.
Johnny
He and Pony team up to get Dally to enjoy Christmas ofc.
Makes cookies and gives them in little packages to everyone.
Actually likes the Christmas movies Darry puts on.
Throws snowballs at socs with Dally but hides when they turn.
Sleeps over at the Curtis house with the others ofc and doesn’t go home at all, too scared of his family.
Decorates a lot but we’ll, unlike Soda who’s just crazed.
Dally
Christmas Day is the only day Darry lets him smoke inside the house so he takes full advantage of that.
Really doesn’t see the point on Christmas.
Although, he does kind of grow to like it through the constant forceful nature of Johnny and Pony.
Gets everyone like, a pack of cigarettes or something like that.
Threw snowballs and passer-bys.
Bought Buck a pack of cigarettes and Buck cried. One of the first hugs he didn’t immediately escape.
(I love the idea that Buck is just a sweet, lonely guy. Cause we don’t really know his personality, I headcanon him as a sweetheart).
Two-Bit
First up and is running wild in the house to wake everyone up.
Burnt himself but dropping boiling water on his like whilst trying to make Darry’s tea.
Complained about it for approximately 1.896 seconds before resuming running around whilst holding an ice pack to his leg.
Gets everyone a bottle of coke or something.
Screams happily when the Mickey Mouse Christmas specials come on.
No one is sad around Two-Bit but especially on Christmas cause he’s just an actual fucking child on Christmas.
Steve
Bought proper and good gifts but mostly so he could brag that he gave the best gifts.
Tried to suffocate Soda with tinsel when he almost ate a bit of green tinsel.
Puts snow down Socs backs as they go past and uses Dally as a shield when they get angry.
Tries to watch the films but gets bored and makes snarky remarks throughout them.
#the outsiders#greasers#ponyboy#ponyboy curtis#darry curtis#darrel curtis#sodapop#soda curtis#sodapop curtis#christmas#dally winston#dallas winston#johnny cade#steve randle#socs#ka’ra writes ❤️
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Year 7 of not knowing who the hell Pop Fly is in the MLP Christmas album
#KindsThoughts#my little pony#mlp fim#mlp g4#it’s a pony kind of christmas#mlp christmas album#last year i got coal for christmas#pop fly#i mean seriously who is he we never heard from him again#remember when people thought he was fluttershy’s brother#and then zephyr breeze was introduced
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the outsiders headcanons !
(christmas edition)
darry:
- christmas always reminded him of his parents because it was their favourite holiday, but it was also his favourite holiday, so it was bittersweet.
- he started hauling out the christmas decorations a day after thanksgiving.
- both soda and ponyboy were as excited as fleas on a dogs arse when they started decorating
- EGGNOG WHORE. he drinks it by the litre.
- he insisted that he didn’t need any help when getting their tree, and nearly killed himself in the process
- “hey son, do you need any he-” “IM FINE!”
- unironically walks around in a santa hat during the entire month of december.
- even though money is tight, he makes sure to buy the gang gifts. besides his brothers, he especially focused on johnny because he knew that chances of his folks forgetting about him were pretty high.
soda:
- wakes everyone up at 6am to christmas carols. (darry nearly chucked a pillow at his head once)
- again. insanely excited to decorate.
- he’s literally 5 years old. he’d throw on his snow pants when it began to snow & he’d spend hours out there building snow forts, making snow angels, etc etc.
- once built a full force snow fortress in his front yard & the gang was like “????” because who the hell has that kind of time.
- only thing he hates ab christmas is that he gets sick INSANELY easily during the colder months…and he’s a total whiner, so you’ll hear about his minor cold (that he’ll talk about like its cancer) for WEEKS.
- makes stockings for everyone because he’s just so cutesy like that
- pretty lights make his brain go brrrr
pony:
- the first christmas they had together without their parents, darry made the mistake of not-so-hiding the presents marked with “santa” out in the open of his room, so pony just had to stand there and stare with his jaw dropped because WHAT DO YOU MEAN SANTA ISN’T REAL????
- it actually put him through quite a bit of distress.
- ugly christmas sweater LOVERRR
- they had a tradition since they were really young, that the youngest puts the star on top of the tree, so to carry out the tradition darry just casually throws pony on his back so he can put the tree topper on.
- ALSO drinks eggnog by the litre… he just manages to make himself sick
- will spend HOURS decorating a tree, its his favourite part about christmas.
- he’s also a whore for tinsel. he loves how it shines.
- soda thinks its really funny to put bows in his hair with the left-over gift wrap supplies. pony just stares at him with the 😠 face.
johnny:
- lowkey kind of hates christmas.
- before the gang, he’d be forced to sleep in his house a lot because it was far too cold in the lot, and that never ended well.
- they’d also hardly ever celebrate christmas, so he’d see his classmates talk about everything they got, and see all their new clothes, while he was just thankful his dad didn’t hit him that day.
- the gang definitely made up for it though, they helped him get into the spirit.
- darry & dally always buy him stuff for christmas, and he can’t help but feel insanely guilty. that adds to his disliking towards christmas.
- johnny does like looking at decorations, though. sometimes dally would walk around the neighborhood with him & just look at christmas lights together.
dally:
- dally was a big christmas fan… but he’d never let the gang know that. because HEAVEN FORBID dallas winston ever enjoys something in his life
- he thinks he’s the ultimate edgelord clearly.
- much like johnny, he didn’t grow up with a proper family to show him what christmas looks like, so he tried to stay around the curtis’ place as much as possible.
- sat there on the couch watching them decorate the house and it took every bone in his body not to take over the decorating and do it himself because GOD were they unorganized & uncoordinated.
- our little interior design queen 😋
- but REMEMBER… nobody’s allowed to know he actually enjoys christmas.
- eat sleep breathe candy cane hot chocolate (same dally dw)
- everyone thinks he takes johnny to see the lights just for him.. but little do they know dally absolutely loves them too.
- the first year darry bought dallas a gift he just sat there like “…? me? for me?” then had to excuse himself to the bathroom so he didn’t have a breakdown.
- proposed that they made a cigarette garland instead of popcorn.
steve:
- randomly appears with the weirdest decorations possible.
- he just casually brought a 12 foot train set to the curtis house and sat there for 2 hours assembling it on their livingroom floor.
- picks up every individual present and starts shaking it, listening like he can determine exactly what it is by the sound.
- “hey johnny! i think you’ve got a gold bar in here…. dallas. sounds like a big ole lump of coal for you pal.”
*cue angry dally noises*
two-bit:
- dressed up as santa & decided it’d be a fabulous idea to go door-to-door for a little meet and greet.
- a family called the fuzz on him & he’s never ditched a costume so fast in his life.
- walked around the streets whistling, and when the cops approached him & asked if he saw a guy that fit the description, he just pointed down the road & walked in the opposite direction.
- comes over to the curtis house on christmas just to eat their food & then leave
- raccoon core
#the outsiders headcanons#darry curtis#sodapop curtis#ponyboy curtis#johnny cade#dallas winston#steve randle#two bit mathews#christmas headcanons
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