#cursedwevent3

[hvrdtimes-archive-blog]

brooke tapped her nails against her mug as she glanced to the person beside her ‘ someone has to be having a party. i’m so bored. ’

[tempter-lightbringer]

“...and so, since You-Know-Who has determined to pull another celestial spanking moment on me and taken away all my clothes, leaving me with Christmas jumpers that even Hell wouldn’t want, and replacing my Cognac with egg nog... I will not be dressing at all. Only in this festive Christmas robe. And if the ‘tree’ pops up, be sure and give it a light, will you...” he grinned wickedly, taking another sip of his drink. ‘...only begotten Son, my non existent pointy tail. At least tell me you’re doing something ‘non traditional’... or rebellious... against all this?” 

[asacrificedxwitch]

Weather in this town was quite unpredictable, it would go from warm enough to maintain an outside garden to needing to frantically transport everything inside into their makeshift green house in the back.  Davina was grabbing troughs and hefting them inside without missing a beat, Christmas music setting her tempo for each step.  “Excuse me!” Davina called out down to the sidewalk.  “Could you help me please! Won’t take more then a minute.”

[curiousiiisms]

❝ at least this provides a NEW THEORY. ❞ the usually-optimistic brunette quirked her brows, straightening her over-extravagant christmas sweater.  ❝ all of the times my husband has complained that i was ‘too serious for christmas’ have collectively triggered a christmas-carol-style festive nightmare.❞

[xman-of-steelx]

“Okay...” Clark admitted as he looked over to the person he was having coffee with. “If I hear I ‘need a little Christmas’ anymore, I’m going to probably start thinking the speakers in the town need to be shorted out. I am, in fact, not in need of any more Christmas right at this moment. Though I confess,” added the reporter, raising his cup at his companion, “...the company is great.” News stories even seemed to have gotten lighter with the recent change of environment in this crazy city... now it was more about people indulging in the Christmas spirit and trying to find the perfect present for everyone. All in all... not a bad world at the moment. He sort of liked it. 

[lethalsouls-blog1]

“Merry Christmas!” Mon-El said with a lot of joy in his voice, handing flowers to the other. “I’m so hyped for this, I want to see Santa.” He said with a bright smile. He still believed in Santa, since he was on Earth. “I want to meet him.”

[knopeisms]

Channeling her inner Oprah, Leslie tosses plastic baggies of homemade assorted holiday treats at passing townsfolk in the holiday market. “You get a bag, and you get a bag, and YOU--” She stops in her tracks, reaching into her wicker basket of pure sugar before pointing as she holds out a bag. “--you lovable, prepossessing, baby jellyfish. You DEFINITELY get a bag.” The politician grins. “There’s all kinds of goodies in there. Red and green taffy, Santa cookies, and a mini yule log.” She says with pride. “All homemade, of course.”

[sclovader-blog]

As if his life wasn’t awful already - being stuck in the island with Rey and her rebel friends, someone decided to make it even worse, by stealing his robes and replacing it with an awful Christmas wardrobe. So now, he was forced to walk around the island, wearing a red christmas sweater with a snowman on it. Kylo tried to ignore everyone ( including those that stared at him for wearing that awful sweater ) and to find somewhere he could be alone in, when he heard the songs. Christmas themed songs. “ You have to be kidding me, “ He said, to the first person he ran into. “ How can we turn that thing off? This day is already starting in the worst way possible. This holiday you people have is horrendous. “