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Roland walks into the common room of the first year dorms, clutching the book Edgar had given him about christmas to his chest.
"So, um, I know that we all agreed to spend yule- i mean, christmas together, but am I supposed to get you all presents? Because I can craft stuff, but I don't think the hexmaster will let us actually go christmas shopping..."
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It was December 25th, Christmas day. The Doctor showed up at Margo's and had made several slow knocks on the door. When the door was opened, there was the Doctor. He himself was wrapped up in Christmas wrapping and several bows. An unwrapped box sat next to him. "I was attempting to wrap a Christmas present for you, and well it didn't go as planned," he told her, "I seemed to get a bit wrapped up myself. Humans make this look so easy. I suppose it means I am your gift this year."
She heard a rather excited knock at her door, already she could tell who it was before she opened the door and seen the doctor all wrapped up like a present, she shook her head in disbelief before laughing at how he looked. " well you look all festive, didn't expect to have a wrapped up doctor for Christmas. How did you even get yourself like that?" She invited him inside while it was a struggle for him to walk in, she closed the door before facing him. " marry Christmas to you too, i guess its only fitting that I unwrapp my gift now." She smirked, giving him a suggestive glance as she started to un wrapped him.
“Merry Christmas, my darling. I love you so much.”
Steve rolled over closer to Peggy and wrapped his arms around her, nuzzling into her neck. "Merry Christmas, my love. Our first Christmas as husband and wife. Our first Christmas safe at home. Can you believe it?" he said, his voice still thick with gravel. "I love you so much. Every day with you is a gift."
An instrumental rendition of ‘Baby, It’s Cold Outside’ floated through the room as the surrounding sound system played from the list of holiday classics. The music is an undercurrent to the many distractions so shiny and bright throughout the vast area. Lights twinkled, ornaments sparkled and glowed, mistletoe hung from atop entrance ways as a reminder of what consequence awaits for those trapped beneath. And off to the center, the main attraction, stood a whopping fifteen foot tree. Not excessive in the least.
The redhead surveys the space, clad in a subtle shimmering gold dress--one in which fits quite snug--accentuating all of her assets. Her hands are occupied, carrying two drinks, one for herself and the other for Tony. It's not hard to find him.
"You don't think we overdid it, do you?" Pepper says upon approach, offering his glass. She adores the holidays, but she's been known to perhaps indulge a little too much with the decor. Still, it looks stunning and not at all tacky. "Maybe the mistletoe is a bit much?" She's not exactly fond of the Christmas greenery, only because she doesn't want to be caught under it when Tony isn't around. That leaves fair game for anyone.
"You look good by the way..." the woman smirks, now admiring his figure. "I love you in a suit."
@mr-tony-stark
@anklesalltheway
❝There you are, mother - ❞ That crisp, cold scent of snow in the air combined with the delicious scent of cinnamon, ginger and vanilla, the welcome warmth and aroma of an open fire entered her nostrils as she entered the kitchen.
Margaret was in her own world when she was baking a cake, you could see her building new worlds in her imagination as she whisked and measured. It was as if the choreographed freedom of her actions, free yet orderly. The wet towel over the mixing bowl told Elizabeth that there was bread inside. It was how her mother kept the dough moist and rising. She hardily understood why her mother loved to be here. After all, they had plenty of servants to make whatever their hearts desired.
❝Mother? I’m certain Mrs. Hayes would have made the bread and delicacies for you. Why go through all the trouble of making them yourself? ❞ Flour was covering the wooding kitchen counters, like a blanket of snow. ❝I came to ask permission to head out town, I’m in desperate need of new ribbons. Perhaps father could come with me? ❞ her father wasn’t a man hard to convince, but often he would reply her questions with ❝Perhaps you should ask your mother?❞ or ❝You know how your mother thinks about this matter❞.
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Christmas was coming up and, for Jasmine, that meant going back home with her grandpa. Being back in Texas at one of her father’s show off parties disguised as a Christmas celebration. Having to be stuck at her father’s side and smile, pretending that their family was perfect and, after everyone left, the masks would come off. More importantly, it would mean being away from John and leaving him alone for the holidays. Which was all the more reason they were in the penthouse suite of the five-star hotel her father advertised for. All it took was one mention of Darren’s name and they automatically got this room for free. Jasmine had even brought her presents for John and put them near a small planted pine tree she put in the room (it was the best she could do since getting an actual tree was close to impossible).
Now Jasmine was in her pajamas making coffee for the two of them. She poured John his coffee and placed it right in front of him with a smile.
“Morning, baby,” she said with a smile. “I made your coffee just the way you like it.”
🎁 (Oz to Arthur)
🎁Gifts Galore! 🎁
😈"Oz!" Arthur lit up as he approached Oz, a box wrapped in red paper with black cats on it in his hands. "I got you a gift!"
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(Christmas Starter for @themxlodyofmiidnight )
The day after Thanksgiving. Also known as, the day when Britney started to put up Christmas decorations. Because she refused to do them a minute before Thanksgiving.
She hummed as she looked at Sweet Pea. Who was on the floor, trying to untangle Christmas lights. While also getting caught up in the lights himself. She giggled and shook her head.
"Baby... Do you need some help?" She asked, setting down the garland that she had been putting up. She also had mistletoe on the mantle that she was going to hang up. But she figured she would help her boyfriend first.
