#(It's Christmas AKA the time for miracles)

[eganmont]

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Years to my giftee, Mac! (aka @gemapples )!

If you see this again, you're one of my favorite Magolor artists, so I was really excited to make something for ya! (And for any reason to draw my favorite kirby character :) ) Hopefully I did everyone justice!

This was a part of the secret santa event by @hoshinokaabi-secretsanta, be sure to go and check everyone else out!

Anyways, as a bonus, here's a couple prog pics from my backup saves:

It's truly a miracle how my scribbles turn out sometimes lol

I love this event so so much, everyone did such a great job too! 'Til next time!

[clownyclaushoe]

art the clown/clowny claus x reader 🔞

a very belated christmas oneshot 😅😭🙈 because for some reason i really struggled with this one 😭😭 it takes place during the bar scene aka one of the best scenes in cinema with a much different, but debatably better ending than santa getting turned into a snowman 😈🤭 inspired by a dream i had of clowny claus eating my pussy while lying on the bar top 😫

it's a christmas miracle!

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you had stopped into a bar after your shift at work - it had only been six hours, yet it'd felt infinitely longer. it was the holiday season, so on top of being busier than usual, no matter how kind, patient, or good you were at your job, the holidays had only made everyone act more impatient, rude, entitled, and frankly, dumber, especially the customers you served at the small diner down the street. it seemed they missed the peace on earth and goodwill toward men memo. you'd often come in after your mid-shifts, becoming acquaintances of sorts, that soon lead to flirtation (and a little more), with the owner, eddie.

you sat at the far side of the bar and nursed your beer, a few stools away from the two girls throwing themselves at the guy dressed as santa, not taking the hint when he'd politely declined, mentioning he had a wife. though there was no judgement and he far from your type, you stared on as they continued, amused by the entertainment for the night. you and eddie exchanged incredulous glances, and had to bite back laughter at the things they said in an final attempt to sway the santa ("can i join the mile high club on your sleigh?" "i wanna do drugs on your stomach!") before stumbling towards the exit.

as they were heading out, you noticed a... clown? a christmas clown? was excitedly coming in, scrambling to make it down the steps and knocking the drunk girls over in his haste to make it into the bar and over to santa.

you watched the interaction between the three men and the odd silent clown, and this time, it's because you were interested in the mysterious man. there was something about him, a charisma and an energy about him that instantly drew you in. and despite his gaunt face and pointed nose - which you figured were prosthetics under the white, pasty makeup - and his slender body, it struck you how fucking hot you immediately found him.

some of his over-the-top expressions made him appear inhuman, like a curious otherworldly creature, and you had to admit, you found that attractive too. you'd hoped he had noticed you too, but didn't want to get your hopes up. he seemed a little too caught up in fanboying over santa to pay you any attention, unfortunately.

granted, he did look cute in the santa hat. "hey, santa, looks like you got some competition," said the man called smokey, one of the bar's employees, who usually stopped in on his off nights for a few. "it's clowny claus!"

the clown waved his arms, posing with his hands in a "tada" gesture, mouth open wide with a grin.

"no. hey, you're a natural," santa said. the clown smiled, and waved his arm at the flattery. "you look good. but don't get it dirty. and remember to give it back. you don't want to get on santa's naughty list."

the clown gave a surprised expression, shrugging and raising his arms, as if feigning innocence and suggesting any of his wrongdoing was because he just didn't know any better. you smirked to yourself, thinking of the ways the clown might want to get on your personal naughty list.

"hey, why don't you tell santa what you want for christmas, little boy?" smokey joked.

you thought, if this man wants his dick sucked in this bar, i'd be on my knees in an instant. though you knew you should feel guilty that you'd think of blowing another man in front of eddie, you also weren't committed to each other. yes, eddie was hot, and yes, a few times your flirtation with him crossed the line into making out, and it felt good to have his strong hands on your hips or squeezing your clothed tits or ass, to tease your hand over the crotch of his jeans, feeling him hardening for you.

but you made it clear to him from the start, you were just having fun and weren't interested in anything serious. you hoped, yet doubted, he would remember that.

"better hygiene," suggested eddie, who was working as bartender tonight, as he often did.

"all right, come on," said santa, trying to brush over the dig at the clown. "let's have a drink, uh, for everybody. okay. come on. even the young lady over there."

you saw the closed mouth crooked smile eddie gave you, a twinkle in his eye that betrayed his feelings for you. usually you would've smiled back, loving and preening at the attention from the older man, maybe saying some suggestive comment to provoke him. but not tonight, your desires lie elsewhere this time.

you looked at the other three patrons, surprised to find the clown staring at you, making eye contact for the first time - sending a shiver right through you, down to your core. he grinned and batted his eyes, then quickly looked away, as if he were bashfully flirting with you. your heart fluttered at the idea.

you approached the men, standing near the clown still sitting on santa's lap, the chair holding his mysterious big trash bag making it so you couldn't be as close to him as you'd like to be.

"got id?" eddie asked, and you couldn't help thinking his voice was tinged a little with bitterness and indignation, a subtle jealousy in his stance. he had to have seen that you couldn't take your eyes off the clown. but then again maybe he was just doing his job.

"come on. he's obviously old enough," santa said, as the clown gave a surprised O expression, and turned to dig through his trash bag.

"you think i'm gonna lose my license for this guy?"

"don't bust the clown's balls."

"this is normal to you?"

"sorry about this, clowny." the clown pulls out a wallet, tossing it on the bar top. "there, see? he's got it."

eddie looks at the clown with a brief glance of self-satisfaction as he grabs the wallet, opening it.

"'maurice jackson'?" you can't hold back a laugh at the disbelieving way eddie says the obviously phony name. "maurice" tills his head, grinning and batting his eyes rapidly, looking absolutely adorable.

you think, how could anyone refuse that face?

"eddie, you're killing me. can we just celebrate? come on."

"fuck it," eddie said, pushing the shots toward each of you, and you slip between the two chairs, leaning against the bar top to grab your glass of tequila, which eddie knew was your shot of choice. "it's christmas."

"all right, let's have a drink. to my new friend, huh? to maurice jackson."

"cheers!" you each clink glasses before downing your shots. a moment passes before the clown spat his shot in santa's face. smokey bellowed with laughter and you join in a little, unable to stop yourself.

"what the fuck is the matter with you?"

"what's your problem, pal. guy buys you a drink and you spit it back in his fucking face!"

"hey, man, that's wrong," smokey said, despite his initial reaction.

"see, you were just rude and you shouldn't have been rude. let's go clowny. get up."

you move aside, leaning your arms on the back of the chair holding the clown's trash bag, but he doesn't move. "no, i'm not kidd--" santa trailed off as the clown turned his head, mischievous grin spread across his face, followed by a trickling sound that took a few moments to register as the clown pissing on santa's lap, his urine splashing into a puddle on the tile floor.

"oh shit."

"what the-- what the fuck are you doing!"

the santa pushes back the chair as he stands up, shoving the clown away from him.

"he peed on him!"

"fucking told you," eddie said, as he climbed up and over the bar.

the clown silently laughed and mocked him as the santa lunging at him. "are you fucking kidding me? i'm gonna kill you, you sick fuck!" he grabbed the clown, but eddie pulled him off before he could get a punch in. "i'll fucking kill him!"

the clown taunted him, squaring up and bouncing on his toes, all the while, that wide mocking grin plastered on his face, looking simultaneously funny and hot.

you hurried to stand between them, placing one hand on the santa's arm and the other on the clown's chest, in an attempt to defuse the situation. the clown likely wouldn't be able to fuck you if he was put in the hospital, though the idea of sneaking into his hospital room to ride him as he lie in bed, maybe having him wake to the warm tightness of your pussy wrapped around his cock was a hot and distracting one, your clit starting to throb at the thought.

"he's sorry. he doesn't do well around the holidays. the stress..." you noticed eddie standing behind the santa, watching you with his brows furrowed questioningly, perhaps the pieces finally coming together.

as rude and gross as the clown's actions were, you appreciated his irreverence, and found it strangely admirable. he just didn't give a fuck.

sometimes you'd wished you could give less of a fuck. you felt jaded and drained by the world. it seemed no matter how hard you tried to be kind and considerate, people always made it so damn difficult; they didn't realize or care about the pain they caused.

"you know this freak? you seem like a nice lady, you should keep better company," the santa quipped. the clown frowned, shaking his head and swatting his arm in dismissal.

"come on, you motherfucker," eddie said, stepping around you to grab the clown and shove him to stumble toward the bench at the other side of the bar. "smokey, get his bag!"

when he sat up, legs spread wide, you swear you could see a distinct bulge as if he'd gotten a semi at being roughed up a little, at the escalating conflict. he shook his head in defiance and fixed his little hat.

eddie had walked over to the other two struggling to pick up the clown's bag, "what the fuck is in this?"

the clown silently laughed and pointed before eddie threw it at him, the clown moving just in time not to get hit, gesturing another taunt.

"you motherfucker! i'll kill you. goddamn it!"

"want me to call the cops?"

"i don't want you to call the cops, i want you to call a fucking dry cleaner."

the clown gestured that santa smells. he sure was relentless at pushing buttons, knowing just how to get under people's skin.

"dry cleaner? smokey, get a fucking mop!"

"i told you, don't let him the fuck in here."

"you said he's fucking normal! sit down, sit down." santa turned and walked to the bar. "fuckin' you told me. have a fucking drink."

the clown quickly rifled through his bag as eddie turned, realizing the unwelcome customer hadn't left yet.

"can't take a fuckin' hint, can you?" eddie said as he approached him. "i'm not going to tell you again."

the clown stood up, quickly extending his arm and brandishing a gun, firing a shot that clips the side of eddie's neck, and he grabs the wound as he drops to the floor. you think it's a shame he never went down on you before dying. whenever you did make a suggestive comment to rile him up, he'd have a habit of staring at you and licking the corner of his mouth, making you imagine his tongue plunging into your pussy. you'd stare right back at him while bringing your beer bottle to your lips, no doubt making him imagine your mouth wrapped around his cock instead.

santa still standing at the bar, startles at the gunfire, sending shot glasses clinking and shattering on the floor. a stunned smokey watches his boss and friend lying on the floor, gargling and choking on his own blood.

the clown points the gun at santa before shifting his arm to fire at smokey next, a shot to the head sending a spray of blood hitting the sign hanging behind him.

all the while you'd watched the intense scowl on the clown's face, as hot as it was menacing, and it was driving you crazy.

"oh no, smokey!" the clown slowly approaches the santa, gun still raised. "oh no no no, please sir. let me apologize for whatever's happened here tonight." he grabs the santa hat, offering it to the clown. "here, take it, it's yours. you looked good in it."

the clown takes it with his free hand, and there's a sudden slow shift to his expression, a big grin spreading across his face, his eyes widening as his brows raised. the santa laughed nervously as the clown continued to stare at him, laughter becoming louder and more desperate, unease gripping him to the point of near delirium.

in that moment you felt sorry for him. he seemed like a nice guy, just as eddie and smokey were; decent, working class men that had the misfortune of crossing paths with this crazed, homicidal clown. in any other situation, at any other time, and with any other assailant, you would've been scared, you would've cared more about seeing three innocent people brutally gunned down, you would've hidden for cover and called 911 immediately.

you don't know what had possessed you not to do any of it. somehow you knew he wouldn't kill you.

the clown tapped the butt of the gun against the suit, signaling he take it off too. santa scrambled to remove the suit, stripping down to his undershirt and boxers. "there, now, could you let me leave? please. i won't tell any one about that happened. i swear," he stammered as he continued to plead for his life, struggling to come up with anything to elicit mercy. "i have a name, charles johnson. i have a name, and a wife and two kids and i..." charles trailed off, knowing it was hopeless. his gaze dropped and the clown shot him, he fell to the ground.

the clown looked down at him and shrugged, putting the gun on the bar. you walked to him.

"can i get you drink," you blink pointedly, "something other than a shot." he shakes his head, swatting his hand. "what's your name, really?"

he gathered blood pooling on the floor and smeared it to the bar top.

"art? well, art, I think you'd look really hot in the santa suit."

art raised his finger like he's been struck with an idea. he grabs the suit, putting it on over his clown costume, adding the santa hat and white wig to complete the look.

you notice the blood on the white trim of the coat, pointing it out. "i guess that means you're on santa's naughty list." art frowns, shaking his head. "i was right. you do look fucking hot."

he smirks, leaning down to kiss you, his arms wrapping around you so he can lift you up and onto the bar. he tears at your jeans as he pulls them off, taking you by surprise, much stronger than he appears. you gasp, leaning back onto the bar. you like a man who doesn't waste time.

a shiver passes through you at the cold air hitting your bare pussy. art stares at it and licks his lips, his brows bouncing appraisingly as his fingers graze over your labia. before you can beg him, art leaned in, latching his mouth to your pussy, sucking and licking alternatively.

"oh fuck," you struggle to get out already, fingers raking through the white wig. art rotated his head, dragging his tongue all around your pussy, then dipping down to wetly plunge inside. your head rolled forward, face screwing up as you watched him, his gaze intense as he fucked you with his tongue. "oh, art." you shouted out roughly, rutting your hips to meet the thrusts of his tongue. "gonna make me come so hard on your handsome clown face."

art shifted and though you missed the feel of his tongue inside you, he made up for it by constantly flicking it over your labia and up to your clit, eliciting high pitched moans as your hand held his head tighter, head falling back to give a guttural moan when he sucked at your clit.

anyone could walk in or glimpse through the window you getting fucked while three dead bodies lie on the floor, but you couldn't care less. all thought about anyone or anything else but art escaped you, worries pushed aside as his tongue and lips and the glorious suction of his mouth sucking hard at your clit pushed you closer to the edge. you give a harsh gasp as you come, that familiar feeling of hot shimmering liquid gold pleasure coursing through you, but burning brighter and more intensely than ever before. your body heaves and thrashes uncontrollably, unable to bear the immense weight of pleasure. "oh my fuck--fucking, ahhh."

art hasn't relented, tongue determined to lick up every drop of your cum, almost to the point of overstimulation - a second orgasm quick to follow, but you let him, figuring it's a fair trade for him gifting you the best orgasm of your life.

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© clownyclaushoe 2024

[allwaswell16]

🔔 It's December! That means it's One Direction Advent fic season! Advent fics are generally posted daily from December 1 to December 24/25. Don't forget you can subscribe to the author to get a daily email reminder to read their Advent fic! 🔔

🌟 Baking In December by Itstilliswhatitis

Louis can't believe it! His sisters signed him up for a competition at some bakery and they won! Now he has to spend every day of December baking something with a random dude. Except, the random dude is named Harry and he's hot! Louis realises that this Christmas might be extra special!

🎁 Be Merry All by @justanothershadeofblue {Fic post}

there is a specific sort of oppression that comes with a miserable so-cal christmas, when it’s dark and dirty and rainy or else it's too hot and too bright and everyone’s hustling, and your family is all far away and the laundry machines in your building are broken and you’ve eaten too much take-out and all you want is two seconds of quiet and maybe a morsel of holiday joy.

🕯️ Can I Fly Home by @sadaveniren {Fic post}

“Nothing? A seventy-eight year old woman just gave birth. It’s clearly supernatural stuff at work. How could you say no?” “No.” “Come on, the mystery has to be getting to you just a little.” “Granny being horny isn’t a mystery, Lou. We’re supposed to be on a break until the new year. The real mystery is why you aren’t content to just stay in one place. We’ve hunted everything imaginable to hunt.” “And yet weird shit still ends up happening, fancy that.” He saw Louis change tactics, sticking out his lower lip, pleading. “Please? Check it out with me and then maybe we’ll come back here for Christmas.” AKA Louis and Harry have been hunting together since they were teenagers and it's beginning to take a toll. Harry wants to retire. Louis plans to die hunting. Maybe a "Christmas Miracle" is just what they need. An advent fic.

🦌 Christmas Advent Calendar by enchantedlandcoffee / @alarrylittlechristmas {Fic post}

A collection of holiday drabbles written and posted leading up to Christmas. One posted per day.

🥁 Heart Beat by @allwaswell16 {Fic post}

Hideaway Haven is the place that Louis has always called home. It's also the place that Harry had tried to leave behind him. When Harry returns to start a music academy in his hometown, he finds himself face to face with his high school crush—and his charming daughter who wants to learn to play the drums.

⛄ the holiday remix - choose ur adventure advent series by warmcuppatea / @hlplease {Fic post}

“I love you so much, yeah? And we’ve talked about moving in together when my lease ends. And we’ll be spending so much time together for the holidays, and you know, we get on so smashingly-” “Louis-” Harry laughed. “Spit it out!” “-So I was thinking,” Louis laughed, rubbing his face. “Fuck, I don’t know why I’m so nervous!” He laughed. “I was thinking we should test-run living together this month.” Harry and Louis are very in love, but moving in together feels huge. So, naturally, Louis has the idea to do a holiday test-run.

🔔I'll Be Home For Christmas by lovelarry10 / @chloehl10 {Fic post}

Harry's life seems to be going well. He has a great job working at Festive Furnishings, he has an amazing three year old son called Danny, and his favourite time of the year is approaching. Just as Harry thinks everything is finally going to plan, he finds out that he is going to be losing his home just before Christmas. Louis Tomlinson is happy enough with his lot. He's the CEO of a company he started years ago, Festive Furnishings, he has great colleagues, especially his assistant Harry, and he has the best nephew in the world. But the thing is, Louis is lonely. He has a beautiful house but it's too quiet, especially at this time of year. Not that he'd admit that to anyone. While struggling to find somewhere warm and safe for himself and Danny to stay, Harry makes a decision that might just change the course of everything... and bring himself and Louis closer together as well...

🍪 I Really Like Your Styles: The Baking Advent-ure by @homosociallyyours {Fic post}

Louis isn't much for frills, and the coffee shop he co-owns with his best friend Liam is evidence of that. Yes, it's got a decent sized, well-kept industrial kitchen, but Louis insists that people come to coffee shops for coffee, not mediocre pastry and plastic wrapped cookies. When Liam's campaign for serving treats turns into watching a few baking accounts on whichever popular app he's on now, there's one that really gets on Louis' nerves: "I Like Your Styles." With his chipper demeanor and over the top descriptions of the food he makes, Louis is sure that the (unfortunately cute) baker is full of it. Nothing that adorable could possibly be worth the hype. It doesn't actually take much for him to eat his words...and some quality baked goods, while he's at it.

 🎄 kay's 25 days of smutmas by shiptattou / @wecantalktomorrow {Fic post}

Starting on December 1st, I will be posting a new smut fic everyday until Christmas! These are all one shots of varying lengths and content. As they are posted, I will add the links to this post, summaries and lengths will be included under the break! All fics will be Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson.

💌 Lonely Cards Club by @hellolovers13 {Fic post}

Harry's life in Cardiff is rather uneventful. Until he receives a strange Christmas postcard. It gets even stranger when he finds another one the next day. An Advent story about missed opportunities and second chances.

❤️ Love Actually [L.S.] by @louisthiccsexyglitteryass {Fic post}

Louis Tomlinson has just became Prime Minister of the UK. Harry Styles is a housekeeper at 10 Downing Street. Louis can't help but be enthralled with Harry. But, unfortunately, love has a funny of fucking punching you in the gut.

🎅 Neondiamond's 2023 Christmas Ficlet Party {Fic post}

If you know me at all, you’ll know that two of the things I enjoy most are writing fluffy ficlets, and Christmas. This year, I decided to combine the two and create my own little Christmas ficlet party all throughout December! 8 ficlets, 4 different pairings, many different tropes—all short, fluffy and festive! Perfect for a quick reading break with a warm drink!

☃️ Snow In Love by @lululawrence {Fic post}

Harry and Louis are best friends and have been for basically as long as they can remember. For the first time since middle school, they are both single for the holidays leaving them with the brilliant idea to take each other as their dates to work events. To make things easier they will pretend like they’re dating. But then they learn something funny. People thought they were already dating. Weird. An advent fic featuring childhood friends, fake dating turned actual dating, really horrible secret keeping, and a winter weather surprise.

🌲 'tis the damn season by YesIsAWorld / @louandhazaf {Fic post}

Harry returns to her small hometown over the holiday season and starts to think about the road not taken.

🔔 they're singing 'deck the halls' (but it's not like christmas at all) by doesanyonehearrunningwotah

Louis Tomlinson is no fan of Christmas. Between his douchebag ex-husband/co-parent, his two teenage kids, and the awful fact of his torn-apart family, the holiday season isn't looking to be all that festive. But maybe a boy's trip with his closest friends will lead him to something that'll make the season a little more bearable. Or the one where Louis' a bit of a grinch, Harry's a gorgeous present, and there's more weight to the past than either of them would like.

❄️ We Can Roll in the Darkness by LetTheMusicMoveYou / @letthemusicmoveyou28 {Fic post}

Top and Bottom Construction Co. - “We’ll get the job done, however you prefer it!” Louis looks up from the flyer, and back at Niall. “You must be joking?” Niall shakes his head, his mischievous grin only going wider. “Nope! I already researched them. They have glowing reviews AND they’re affordable. It’s perfect!” He pauses then to give Louis a cheeky wink. “Besides their website says they’re full service.” (Or the one where Louis and his best mate Niall decide to take the plunge and open a pub. The goal is to open Christmas Day, but the building renovations are proving trickier than expected. Insert: a construction company with a questionable name, a certain curly haired builder who catches Louis’ attention, and a little festive chaos along the way).

✨ You Ain’t Gotta Feel Fear Just Mingle by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup {Fic post}

Harry has been at his dream job for less than three months, and he knows two things for sure; first, his project manager doesn't know what he's doing, and second, someone in the office is apparently pure evil, and no one will tell Harry who it is. Oh, and the guy who works in conservation at the other end of the building is the most beautiful man Harry's ever seen, even when wielding a hot iron as a weapon. Happy Christmas, here's to many more.

[actuallysaiyan]

Masterlist IV

Started on: 02/03/2024 Updated on: 08/12/2024 Number of Works: 90 Completed on: 08/12/2024

Dorm Room Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader

Help!My Heart's On Fire(Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader)

You Could Have Anyone You Want, Why Would You Want To Be With Me?(Post-Shibuya!Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader)

Isn't This Your Naked Body In My Bed?(Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader Somno)

You Never Fail To Satisfy(Salaryman!Nanami Kento x Femdom!Reader)

Send Me An Angel(Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader x Higuruma Hiromi)

Office Head Thirst(Higuruma Hiromi x Fem!Reader)

Don't It Make You Feel So Fine(Satoru Gojo x Fem!Reader x Suguru Geto)

Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader First Time Creampie Request

The Way You Push, Push Let's Me Know You're Good(Salaryman!Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader)

Age Gap Toji Fushiguro x Fem!Reader

Sleepless Night(Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader somno)

Nanami Kento x Shy!Fem!Reader

You And Me(Emo!Nanami Kento x Fem!Childhood Crush!Reader)

Nanami Kento x Fem!Curse!Reader Part 1

Kento's Size Drabble

The First Time(Aka How Nanami Kento Lost His Virginity)Masterlist

Werewolf!Nanami Kento Part 1

Waiting For The Miracle(Villain!Nanami Kento x Fem!Curse User!Reader)

Heart of the Fae(Fae!Nanami x Fem!Reader)Masterlist

Kento x Fem!Reader relaxing under tree Drabble

Nanami Kento x Fem!Curse!Reader Part II aka Bad Habit

Just What I Needed(Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader bathtime)

La La Love You(Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader x Haibara Yu)

"Missed You So Much" Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader Drabble

Werewolf!Nanami Kento Part 2

Office sex Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader Drabble

Pictures Of You Masterlist(Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader x Satoru Gojo Junji Ito Crossover)

Emo!Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader Cunnilingus Drabble

Higuruma Hiromi x Fem!Reader Office Sex Drabble

Love Hotel(Emo!Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader)

Kento Nanami x Fem!Reader Period sex

Ratio Technique Sex(Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader)

The Beast Inside Of Me(Incubus!Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader)

Get Him To Swap Our Places(Scarred!Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader)

Have You And Grab You 'Til You're Sore(Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader x Gojo Satoru)

Cinnamon Girl(Older!Salaryman!Nanami Kento x Fem!Barista/Baker!Reader for Foodies and Goodies)

Premature Ejaculation with Teen!Nanami Kento

Love Like Blood(Nanami Kento x Fem!Sorcerer/Carrie White!Reader)

HaiNana x Fem!Reader HCs

You Say It's Your Birthday(HaiNana x Fem!Reader)

Take Me To Dinner First(Nanami Kento x Gojo Satoru)

Then You'll Make Him Happy(Scarred!Nanami x Fem!Reader)

Christmas Time Is Here(Satoru Gojo x Fem!Reader x Suguru Geto)

Meet Me In Our Special Spot(Renji Abarai x Fem!Reader)

She's Got Big Red Eyes and Big Red Lips(Renji Abarai x Fem!Reader)

No Other Heart(Executioner!Kenpachi Zaraki x Fem!Princess!Reader)

We Can Do Whatever You Want To Do(Ishida Uryu x Fem!Reader)

Showing Your Loyalty(Renji Abarai x Fem!Reader)

Kenpachi x Fem!Reader Breeding kink

Make Me Feel Love(Kenpachi x Fem!Reader)

Howling At The Moon(Werewolf!Kenpachi x Fem!Reader)

Biting Down(Kenpachi x Fem!Reader)

Silence Teaches You How(Serial Killer!Kenpachi Zaraki x Fem!Reader)

Menage A Trois(Retsu Unohana x Fem!Reader x Kenpachi Zaraki)

Let Me Into Your Heart(Rufus Shinra x Fem!Reader)

Popstar!Reader x Gohan, x Trunks, x Goten

Family HCs with Indra Otsutsuki, Madara Uchiha and Izuna Uchiha

Thank You(Scarred!Kyojuro Rengoku x Fem!Reader)

Popsicle Mishaps(All Might x Fem!Reader)

Deeper(All Might x Fem!Reader)

A Good Night's Sleep(Aizawa Shota x Fem!Reader)

My Baby(All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem!Reader)

Get Your Fix(All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem!Reader)

Run Rabbit Run(All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem!Reader)

Call Me Mom!(All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem!Reader)

The Big News(All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem!Reader)

Oral sex All Might Drabble

Small Might cockwarming fic(Small Might x Fem!Reader)

Baby I'm Yours(All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem!Reader)

And Keep The Beast At Bay(Incubus!All Smite/Toshinori Yagi x Fem!Reader)

I Desire Your Attention(All Might/Toshinori Yagi x Fem!Reader)

You're Mine Part I(Endeavor/Enji Todoroki x Fem!Reader)

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Day 2 - Snowmen & Snow Angels with Kalim!

Twisted Wonderland Writings Masterpost

Prologue, Day 1

Prompt: When Kalim hears about Christmas from Lilia and Cater during a Pop Music Club meeting, he is so excited by the idea he goes to ask you more about the holiday- but he runs into your group of morons friends and they decide to recruit him to help distract you while the freshies enact their plan, now referred to as Operation 'Christmas Miracle!'

Reader: GN reader - They/Them pronouns and reader is called 'MC/Prefect.'

Included Characters: Kalim Al-Asim

Warnings: Mild Swearing.

AN: I should clarify that these are all alternate version stories, not some harem shit (not that anything's wrong with that). These are just different versions of the freshies finding one other person to help with their plan by distracting the MC aka you. Also, this series will continue until it's complete even if it bleeds into January so don't worry about it being discontinued or anything. I'm doing the full 12 days y'all.

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"You... Want to go build snowmen?" You raise a brow at Kalim's cheerful words.

You just opened the door to Ramshackle, expecting one of your usual troublemakers to be the one frantically knocking at your door.

You even mentally bet money on it being Ace needing a place to crash to escape Riddle or something.

So you were decently surprised to see the radiant ray of sunshine that is the Scarabia Housewarden standing outside your door. Dressed in multiple thick maroon and gold layers of expensive-looking winter coats, thick white wool mittens, and a white and gold knit hat with a puff ball on top of it, he's also carrying a black and maroon backpack with the Scarabia dorm symbol on it.

All of this, you're sure, is due to Jamil being overly cautious so the young heir doesn't get sick. Then again, you've seen Jamil a few times too, and he was bundled up similarly. He told you they're not too used to snow in the Scalding Sands.

Who would've guessed?

"Yep! It'll be fun! We can make some at the main street so everybody will see them as they pass by!" Well, anything with Kalim is usually fun- mildly terrifying at times, but fun.

"Does Jamil know you're here?" It is the first question you need answered.

The last thing you want is a lecture from Jamil for playing in the snow with Kalim when he's meant to be doing something important.

"Of course! He wanted to come along, but I told him I just wanted it to be a 'me and you' thing, you know?" He says so sweetly, the words running through your heart like an arrow to your chest.

How could you possibly say no to him?

A cold wind runs past Kalim into the open doorway, and you shiver. You're still in your PJs, not really expecting to go out today since classes were canceled because of all the snow the night before.

"Uh, why don't you come inside Kalim? I've got to go get ready and it's freezing so I don't want to leave you waiting out here for me." You remark, beckoning him inside.

"So you'll come with me!? That's great! We can build the biggest snowman ever! And we can have a snowball fight, and-" He lists as he walks inside setting his bag down by the door.

"Slow down Kalim! Let's stick with snowmen for now and see how the day develops. Make yourself comfortable, I'm gonna go get ready, and tell Grim where I'm going." You smile, motioning to the couch as you head up the stairs towards you and Grim's shared room.

"Okay! I'll be waiting!"

When you get upstairs, Grim is rubbing the sleep from his eyes, with a big yawn that pins his ears to his head. You struggle not to coo at him like he's a normal kitten.

"Who was at the door, henchhuman?" He asks as you shuffle through your closet.

"Kalim, he wants to go out and build snowmen, will you be fine on your own for a while?" You ask, and Grim suddenly jumps up.

"He's here already!?" The little outburst startles you and you turn away from the closet to look at him.

"You knew he was coming over?" You ask and Grim suddenly looks nervous.

"Uuuh- he mentioned coming over yesterday, didn't he? You were right there when he did!" Grim laughs nervously, and you narrow your eyes.

That definitely didn't happen. Grim has been acting odd the last two weeks, sneaking off, avoiding you, and blatantly lying.

You have half a mind to have cornered him days ago and demand answers, but the odd thing is- all your other friends are acting the same.

And so you're curious. They're planning something. Something they clearly don't want you to know about. Something that you will definitely get dragged into one way or another.

You want to confront them all before that happens, but you can never pin them all down in the same room- like rats they seem to scatter the second they see you approaching. So it's something big.

"Hmm. So will you be fine or not?" You repeat and turn back to the closet.

You'll let it go right now since Kalim is waiting downstairs, but you're interrogating him once you get home.

"Yeah! I'll be great! Just leave me a can of tuna, got it!" He smiles, and you duck away into the bathroom to change into your school uniform, and the winter coat Crewel had to scold Crowley into getting you.

"Got it, I'll leave it on the kitchen counter for you." You smile to yourself and head back downstairs.

"Okay, you ready to go, Kalim?" You ask as you get downstairs looking around the living area, where he's happily shuffling through his bag.

"Yep! And I remembered Jamil wanted me to give this to you!" He smiles as he holds up a folded piece of paper.

"Oh?" You tilt your head, curious, and grab the note, carefully unfolding it, you see Jamil's neat handwriting.

MC, Make sure he's back by nightfall- seriously. If I have to stop and take time away from frantically deep cleaning the dorm before winter break to come looking for him, I will overblot again.

That said, don't let him come back before nightfall either please. It's easier to clean when he's not here. Thank you.

Also - I packed you both hot tea in a thermos, and lunch.

I trust you to keep Kalim from doing anything stupid. Have fun.

- Jamil

"Ah. Okay. He hopes we have fun!" You decide to keep the rest to yourself, smiling as you tuck the note into your pocket.

"Aw, that's nice of him! Next time I'll be sure to bring him and we can all have fun!" Oh, you're certain he'll hate that, but that's a future problem for future you.

"Well, we'll see, I'm not to sure Jamil likes the cold that much." You nervously stutter out the white lie, leading the way to Ramshackles entrance.

"Really? I like how different it is from the heat of the Scalding Sands and Scarabia dorm! The snow is so pretty, and everything looks so different when it covers the campus!" He declares, even as he shivers from the cold air rushing in when you open the front door.

"It is, but I don't reckon it's the snow Jamil doesn't like, Kalim, just the cold." You laugh, subconsciously reaching out and fixing the others scarf, making sure it's tied properly.

"Hmm, yeah, I can see why he might not like it, we're not used to this kind of cold after all. But I'm kind of getting used to it! If I just keep spending time outside everyday, then eventually it won't bother me anymore!" He adjusts his mittens as he speaks, and you chuckle once more.

"Just don't stay out too long, or you'll get sick. So what are you planning on doing over winter break?" You ask and he lights up as you ask.

The two of you walk side by side towards the main street of NRC, you can see the condensation of your breath puffing up in the icy air as you talk, and he tells you all about his plans.

"Well, Jamil really wants me to focus on studying over break and getting the homework done- and since everything that happened last winter break, I'm really trying to do as he asks more to make things easier for him- but it's so hard! How can I sit still and study when I could be having fun with my family?" He sighs and you cringe a bit.

"It's good that you love your family so much and want to have fun with them, but it's important to study. You have to set a good example for your younger siblings right? And all the students in your dorm. If they see that you're not working hard in school, they won't either." You tell him, and he makes that funny face he makes.

When his face scrunches up in thought, brows furrowed, eyes cast down, a slight pout on his lips.

It's adorable.

"You're right, I know, it's just so hard to focus sometimes."

If you were in your world you would tell him he should get tested for ADHD, but you've learned that Twisted Wonderland really doesn't have much mental health awareness let alone care.

This school would have a lot less problems if it did.

"Well, I know a few tips and tricks. Maybe you can stop by again before winter break and I can give you some." You tell him and he smiles, bright as the sun.

"Really? I'd love that!" As to how the entirety of NRC doesn't thaw from his warm presence alone is a wonder.

"Yeah, really. You can bring Jamil too, that way I can show him a few tricks on how to help you if you need him to." A solid idea.

You knew a few people with ADHD and other problems that made it hard for them to focus back in your old world- hell, a large majority of the population had trouble with their attention span. So by proximity, you know a lot of things that may help him.

And a lot of things that will help Jamil help him.

"Oh... Does Jamil really have to be there? You could just write it down for him." Kalim suggests with a nervous smile that doesn't at all feel natural or right for him.

"Why don't you want him there? You just mentioned wanting him to come out for a snow day with us sometime." You tilt your head curiously, and Kalim rubs his arm sheepishly.

"Well, I do, it'd be nice if he could have fun with us, but I also like spending time with you when it's just the two of us? That's pretty selfish though, isn't it? I mean, you're so fun, and amazing, and supportive, it's not fair to want to hog all your attention, but..." He goes quiet his gaze falling to the ground, an uncertain, guilty look in his eyes that makes your heart clench painfully.

"Oh, Kalim, that's not selfish at all. It's okay to not want to hang out with a whole group of people all the time. We can hang out just the two of us whenever you want- well, so long as I'm not busy." You assure him with a gentle smile just as you two reach the main street.

"That would be amazing, MC! We should hang out tomorrow then! And the day after that! And this weekend! And-" Well... At least he's got that smile you love so much back.

"Okay, okay, why don't we just focus on today? And we can make arrangements for tomorrow later." You giggle, fucking giggle, the seven help you, you are down bad.

"Okay- so... How exactly do you make a snowman?" He asks, a thoughtful hand on his chin as he looks at the snowy area in front of you both.

You're not far from the statues of the seven, a perfect spot to build some snowmen where everyone who passes will see them.

"Well, we've got to start with the base- we just make a simple snowball, and then make it bigger and bigger until we roll it around on the ground, and it's big enough to support the middle and head of the snowman." You explain, ducking down and gathering some snow in your hands and making a snowball.

Kalim mimics your movement.

"So, Cater was telling me about this Christmas holiday you have in your world, and it made em wonder about what other holidays you have that Twisted Wonderland doesn't- if you don't mind me asking?"  Kalim asks as you both reach the point of rolling the snowballs on the ground.

"Oh, I don't mind at all... Well, you guys have a few holidays that are similar to the ones in my world- like Halloween, we have that in my world- you can stop there with that one, Kalim, we'll make that the body." You motion for him to stop rolling the snowball.

"Really? What do you usually dress up as? Scarabia dressed as kitsune- that has to be my favorite costume so far." He asks, a silly smile on his face that makes your chest flutter.

You two spend the next fifteen minutes talking about your Halloween experiences in your world, and what your costumes were, etc. Kalim tells you about his younger siblings about how one year, three of them decided to dress as ghosts with sheets over their heads, and he nor his parents could tell them apart as they were running around their home.

It's sweet, and you'd love to meet some of them one day. Though you're going to have to have a serious talk with Jamil about which of Kalim's siblings you need to avoid like the fucking plague.

"Okay, so these should all be good, now we have to stack 'em! Here, the middle one you rolled, can put it on the big one." You direct and he listens, focusing entirely on carefully lifting the large snowball and placing on top the even larger one.

Once he does, you place the smallest snowball on top.

"And there's the head. Now we decorate! I'm sure there's some sticks around here that we can use for the arms, and rocks for the eyes, mouth, and buttons." You look around on the ground- and Kalim follows your lead.

"Oh, here! Will this work for one arm?" He holds up a rather large stick that would make a decent arm you suppose.

"Yeah, we just gotta find another one like it. You look for that, and I'll find some stones." You tell him and go about looking around on the main street itself.

The stone path has some loose pebbles scattered about that you certain no one will miss, so you go about collecting the larger ones to act as your snowman's face and buttons.

You almost wish you'd stopped by Mr. S's for a carrot. But alas, you'll stick with a plain old rock for a nose.

Onc you fill your pockets with a handful of ideal rocks, you head back to the snowman to find Kalim looking really hard at two sticks on the ground.

"Didja' find another stick?" You ask, making your way next to him, breaking him out of his thoughts, he flashes you a bright smile.

"Yep! But it's way smaller- so I was thinking we should break the other one to make it smaller to right?" He says and you look at the sticks.

"Hm. Or we can use them as they are? It'd be kinda funny having a snowman with wonky arms." You chuckle at the mental image, and Kalim is quick to agree with you.

"You're right, it would! And it'll make people laugh on there way to class these last few days before break!" He picks up the sticks and hands you one, and you in turn hand him a handful of rocks.

"For his face- I'll let you do that bit, and I'll do the buttons."

It doesn't take long to give your snowman all his features, with Kalim dedicating extra time to it's large smile.

"Did you make snowmen a lot in your world?" He asks as you both back up to look at your work.

"Hm, a few times, yeah. I liked making snow angels too." You sigh wistfully, and turn to find Kalim's eyes on you.

Studying your face with a curious expression for a long moment before his eyes actually meet yours, and he looks almost startled out of... Whatever he was doing/thinking.

"What's a snow angel?" He asks, and you smile.

"I'll show you- over here." You waltz a little ways away from you two's snowman and turn to face Kalim head on.

"Step one, spread your arms out!" You show him, pointing your arms directly out on either side of you.

"Step two, fall!" You laugh as you let yourself fall back.

"Ah! MC!" Kalim shouts, startled by your actions, you even see him reach out to try and catch you.

When you hit the ground, the the soft thicker blanket of snow on the ground here softens the blow enough that there's not an ounce of pain. Just cold, creeping in through the cheap fabric of your coat.

But it's not that bad, so you press on.

"I'm fine, Kalim, it's part of the process! Now step three, swing your arms and legs back and forth like this!" You show him and he looks on with wide curious eyes.

Completely fascinated by whatever it is you're doing.

"And then, you get up real carefully- ah- can you help?" You sit up, and reach out to him, not wanting to put your hands down and ruin it.

"Of course!" He grabs both of your outstretched hands and yanks you up.

A tad to forcefully as you lift up off the ground you're pulled forward to much and tumble into him.

The first thing you note, is that he radiates warmth. The second thing you note, is that you're so close that every time you breath, your noses lightly brush together. His eyes are trained on yours wide with shock.

"Ah! I'm sorry- are you okay, MC!?" He asks, stepping back, you laugh, trying to will away the blush on your face.

"I'm fine, Kalim, uh- look! The final product! That's a snow angel." You turn away, making a ta-da motion towards your imprint on in the snow.

A perfect snow angel.

"Oh! It's like a lady with wings! A bird beastman?" He asks, his attention successfully redirected to the snow.

"Well, we don't exactly have those in my word, but we do have stories about human-like beings with wings, that act as guardians for human, watching over us and stuff. A lot of people believe their real, a lot don't. Either way, they're real fun to make." You explain, brushing the snow off the back of your coat and head as best as you can.

"It sure looked fun! I want to try! I just spread my arms like this, right?" He copy's your previous motions, a foot away from your snow angel.

"Yeah, just like that- make sure the snow is deep enough to catch your fall without hurting." You warn him and he nods looking back to assess and then letting himself fall just as you did.

He laughs as he plops into the snow, and swings his arms and legs back and forth.

You help him up just as he did you- though a bit more carefully, and admire his work.

"Perfect! A top tear snow angel. You're a professional, Kalim." You compliment with a wink, and he scratches the back of his head with a bright smile.

"Thanks! You're a great teacher! We should make more! Oh, and another snowman! So the one won't get lonely!" He suggests and you really do start to feel like a kid again as you both run around plopping into the snow, making snow angels.

And you end up making a few more snowmen- having to go out of your way and leave to find more sticks out by the Botanical Garden, stopping every so often when you find a good spot to make another snow angel.

You pass by several students during this who look at you both like you're crazy- but you really can't find it in your heart to care.

Not when Kalim is looking at you with that radiant smile, and his laughter is ringing in your ears like music.

"We should stop and warm up inside the garden for a bit Kalim, maybe have some of that tea and lunch Jamil packed us." You remark, flexing your fingers as they grow numb.

"Yeah, I am getting pretty hungry..." He trails off as you both enter the garden- the warmth immediately surrounding you both.

You shrug off your jacket and move to sit at one of the benches nearby, and Kalim follows, pulling his backpack off and in front of him to unzip and grab your lunches.

"Jamil made us some grilled sandwiches, is that okay?" He hands you a container with yours and you smile assuring.

"Of course it is."

You two enjoy a long moment of silence, enjoying your food, tea, and the warmth around you before Kalim speaks up again.

"You know, I've never wanted to hang out with people alone before." he says suddenly and you look up at him curiously.

"Ah- or well, what I mean, is that I never mind it when others join us. The more the merrier you know? I've never had the feeling of truly wanting to just... Hang out with one person and no one else before." He elaborates, and turns to meet your gaze.

"I don't really understand why, but it makes me really happy, doing fun stuff just with you, building snowmen, making snow angels, and even just eating lunch together... I'd like to do fun stuff like this with you all the time, if that's okay with you?" He asks, a little bashfully, head tilted down with a gentle, nervous smile.

"Kalim..." You murmur his name, thoughts suddenly very uncertain.

Yet your face flushes when he glances up at your voice, eyes meeting yours in a hopeful bloom of poinsettia red.

From the very day you met him- despite a lot of the initial poor circumstances, Kalim has always been one of the friendliest faces at NRC. Always happy to see you, always the first to go out of his way to try and help you, and always the first person you look for in the hallways when you need cheering up, or just to see his perfect, radiant smile.

"You, uh, might wanna be careful there, you might make me think you're asking me on a date." You chuckle nervously, rubbing at the back of your neck as you turn away.

Your face feels hot and you're really starting to miss the cold outside.

Kalim is silent for a long moment, such a long moment that it makes you glance back at him.

He's wearing a wide eyed expression, mouth slightly agape, as a flush paints his face. There is a slow creeping emotion in his eyes that you can't quite place, that leads them to dart around your face- looking for something maybe?

But then he meets your gaze directly and lets out a small gasp of realization.

End then he's tumbling forward out of his seat to grab at your upper arms.

"Ah! Kalim-"

"That exactly what I want!" He shouts and a wide smile back on his face, his eyes sparkling with joy.

"Huh?" Not the most eloquent response, but you're completely dumbfounded by the suddenness of... All of this.

If you weren't flushed before, you certainly are now, eyes wide, and jaw on the floor.

"I want to date you, MC! You're amazing, and smart, and kind, and fun, and-" He says with a brilliant smile, listing off the compliments like they're the most obvious things in the world.

"K-Kalim! Slow down, this is-" Everything you could have wanted. Wrapped up in a sparkling bow, with a gift tag that says 'to good to be true.'

"You don't mean that- I know we're good friends-" He's said it so many times, there's a permanent dent in your heart where the words are hammered in.

"Of course I mean it! MC, you're wonderful, and I wanna be able to hug you, and kiss you, and take you out on dates, and magic carpet rides so we can look at the stars together!" He interrupts you, eyes blazing with determination.

Oh geez, he's really serious about this, huh?

By the seven, of course Kalim would only realize he liked you when you pointed it out directly. He's just like that- not really understanding things unless you say them outright. He can't take a hint for the life of him.

"Please, MC? I promise I'll be the best boyfriend ever! And we'll go on the best dates! And we'll make snowmen and snow angels ever single winter!" He continues, grabbing your hands into his.

You note just how warm they are- or maybe yours are just still cold, but with how warm it is in the garden you doubt that.

It's just Kalim.

Warm, radiant, fun, and joyful Kalim.

You stare at your interlocked hands for a long, long moment as Kalim waits for your response, lost in a sea of emotion.

He likes you. He really, actually likes you.

"MC?" He squeezes you hands tighter, pulling your gaze back up to him.

"Kalim, you are so oblivious it's painful at times- of course I'll date you!" You smile, and watching as his whole face lights up like fireworks is a beautiful sight.

You laugh as he jumps forward, pulling you into a tight hug that you gladly return.

"Really? Thank you, MC! You won't regret it, I promise!" He vows and you pat his back gentle.

"I know I won't. Now we should get back to the snowmen, they probably look pretty silly just standing out there with no arms." You chuckle and Kalim pulls back.

"Yeah, you're probably right. You're always right." He sighs wistfully and you hold back an eyeroll, a smile permanently stuck to your face.

You both pack up pretty quickly, with Kalim pausing to look at you several times for long moments with a dopey smile on his face, before turning back to putting things back in his bag and putting his gloves and scarf back on.

When you two head back outside, the cold takes a moment to adjust to, and in the corner of your eye you can see Kalim try and pull his scarf tighter.

"Here, let me-" You move forward, grabbing his scarf, undoing it, and then tying it properly around his neck so it keeps him warm and stays in place.

It's a quiet moment, suspiciously so, and when you look back to the white haired boy his scarlet eyes are staring at you intensely.

You both are a lot closer then you thought, and you can see the fog of his breath mixing with yours.

"Kalim?" You ask, leaning further forward almost subconsciously, and his hands come to rest at your sides.

"Can I kiss you, MC? Please?" He asks, in a low whisper, and you give a gentle nod.

When your lips connect it's almost scalding how warm he is. But even more notably, he's so gentle.

Like he's nervous.

So you take the initiative. Pulling him closer by his scarf, and kissing him deeper, you feel him smile into the kiss, and you can't help but smile to as you pull back, but not far.

You noses still brushing together, Kalim giggles, his breath warm on your face.

"Can I do that again?" He asks, and you chuckle.

"Well, we're dating now, so you can do it whenever you want." You inform him and he jumps forward, holding you tightly as he kisses you, quick sweet pecks, over and over. Mostly on your lips, some on your cheeks and nose.

"K-Kalim!" You stutter between laughs and kisses.

"I can hug you too whenever I want, right? And come visit you, and get you gifts, and-" He starts listing and you have to put a cold hand over his mouth to pause him.

"Yes, yes, and only every once in awhile. I don't want Ramshackle overflowing with a sea of lavish gifts, Kalim. I don't need any gifts really. I just like being with you, that's enough for me." You tell him and he smiles, but it turns to a slight pout after a moment.

"Are you sure? You deserve nice things, and Jamil tells me you don't have many in Ramshackle." He asks, and you roll your eyes.

"I have what matters, Kalim. A roof over my head, clothes on my back, edible food, and okay roommates. Having an amazing boyfriend is the cherry on top. I'm not a fancy or extravagant person, Kalim, so please, don't go getting me anything extravagant." You tell him, and he sighs in defeat.

"Okay... I can get you a few things, right? Like flowers, and jewelry, and pretty clothes-"

"Flowers. You can get me flowers, and maybe some of those other things on special occasions only." You tell him firmly, even if there's still a smile on your face.

"Okay, I can do that! You have to tell me all your favorite flowers!" He asks (demands?) and you let out a gentle laugh, pulling away, grabbing his hand to hold as you both walk back to your snowmen.

You list some of your favorite flowers, up until you get back to the snowmen, and finish them off with their stick arms.

"There! They look great." You comment, backing up to admire the finished product.

Surrounded by snow angels all over the snowy ground, the snowmen actually look quite nice.

"Hm, we should get them some clothes- scarfs and hats, you know?" Kalim says from beside you.

"Hm, maybe we can swing by Sam's later and get some cheap ones, but I think we ought to call it a day, Grim will be wondering where I am by now." You check the time on your phone, seeing it's nearing early evening.

"H-huh? But we should go now so they don't get cold!" Kalim stumbles out, rushing to stand in front of you.

He has that panicked look in his eyes.

"... Kalim, they're made of snow." You say we an amused smirk and a raised brow.

"I- I know, but... Um, I wanna spend more time with you..." He comments, giving you the biggest puppy dog eyes you've ever seen, and you let out an defeated huff.

How can you say no to that face?

"Alright. But we gotta be finished by sunset, got it?" You sigh, and Kalim quickly steps forward and places another loving peck on your lips.

"Alright! And I can walk you home after." And he kisses you again.

And then again.

"Kalim- we should get going." You chuckle, putting a finger on his lips to stop him from pecking your lips again.

"Oh! Right, okay. I just really like doing that." He chuckles bashfully, and you smile, this time kissing him on the cheek playfully.

"I can tell. Now let's get going." You pull him along and he follows dumbly, a goofy smile on his face the whole way.

This is going to be an amazing Christmas. You can just tell.

~~~

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Jack’s First Holiday Season: From Autumn Leaves to Christmas Trees

As autumn settled in and the college football season came and went, Jack experienced his first Thanksgiving and is now eagerly awaiting his first Christmas. This season has been full of warmth, change, and lots of cozy moments with Jack at the center of it all.

Autumn Adventures

Thanksgiving brought an array of new sights, smells, and sounds. Jack curiously observed the hustle and bustle of meal preparations, his little nose twitching at the scents wafting through the air. During Michigan games, Jack would often sit by my side, perking up when we cheered, and occasionally watching the screen when something caught his eye. Every Thanksgiving night our family’s tradition is to watch the movie Christmas Vacation; Jack curled up alongside Aureous, his golden buddy. I love having our animals together with us for family time and traditions, especially it being Jack’s first year. He will be 8 months old this Christmas. He’s getting fluffier by the second.

A Texas Winter Approaches

As we try to beat the heat and look forward to winter's arrival, Jack is experiencing the magic of the holiday season. I wasn’t sure how he’d handle the Christmas trees. After all, Jack’s playful and tactile nature (not to mention his love of climbing) seemed like a recipe for chaos. To my surprise, he’s been more well-behaved. He watches the twinkling lights with wide, curious eyes, occasionally pawing at an ornament but never causing trouble.

I’m so proud of him for not attempting to climb the tree or knock it over—a real Christmas miracle! It’s clear that he finds it fascinating, but he’s showing remarkable restraint for such an adventurous little guy.

A Special Gift for Jack

Jack’s favorite toy since his first day home has been a small stuffed bunny that we call his 'baby'. Over time, it’s been loved to pieces—quite literally. His original bunny is now just a few scraps, but it still holds a special place in his heart (and in his mouth as he trots around the house with pride).

For Christmas, I am surprising him with a brand-new bunny toy, red and white, specially themed for the holidays. I can’t wait to see his reaction. Knowing Jack, he’ll grab it right away and make it his new constant companion (aka prey).

Excitement for His First Christmas

I can’t wait for Jack to enjoy his first Christmas. In addition to his new bunny, we are spoiling him with plenty of other gifts—a stocking full of treats and toys that I know he’ll adore.

This season has been extra special with Jack by my side. His curiosity and joy for the little things remind me to slow down and appreciate this magical time of year. Whether he’s playing with his bunny, curling up with me in a cozy blanket, or gazing at the glowing Christmas tree, Jack is making this holiday season one to remember.

Here’s to Jack’s first Christmas—and many more to come. This little orange boy has brought so much joy into my life, and I can’t wait to spend our first Christmas together.

Happy Holidays!

~Jack & May

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A/N ::: New writing territory alert! I haven’t written anything like this before. And I’ll tell you all a secret, *I fucking loved it.* I hope you guys enjoy this, too. Thanks for reading!

C/W ::: Sex, themes of violence just in case. MILD SPOILERS FOR MHA (Between Endeavor/Shoto/Shoto’s mom), angst, cheating, terrible terrible parenting, dom(ish?)!Endeavor, size kink (?), “say my name”, praise, degradation (self-deprecation, too), pet names (firefly, good girl & others) “daddy” talk, little bit of biting, orgasm control, F->M oral, deep throating // (forceful) throat fucking, teensy bit of dacryphilia, hair pulling, face // chest cum shots, (heavily & non-verbally) encouraged cum eating, Shoto going in after Endeavor on F!reader // girlfriend // fuck toy. Whew! If I missed anything, shoot me a message. 

WC ::: 3500+ (but not too much over)

It was after the Christmas party at your house and the only people left were your boyfriend, Shoto, and his dad, Enji. AKA Endeavor, the now number 1 hero. The two men stood there and stared each other down. Shoto and Enji have a shit relationship, to say the least. He was a shit dad and Shoto hasn't yet been able to at least move on from his childhood. Watching his mother get thrown around like she was nothing more than a dirty towel to be tossed aside. No, he wasn't ready to let his father into his life fully, just yet. 

They stood across the large kitchen island, glaring at one another. Their arms folded across their broad chests. Neither one is willing to make the first move. You hated that they were behaving like this at your house. And you hated how you felt about both of them.

You were in love with Shoto. But you were in lust with his father. And you'd been sleeping with both of them for some time now. It's a miracle Shoto hasn't found out about you fucking his dad. Enji has no real feelings on the matter. You're not even sure if he has real feelings for you, at this point. You love his son. And there wasn't much in the world that could change that. But you crave Enji's cock.

"I just don't understand why you're still here, Endeavor." Shoto called him out by his hero name. "The party is over. You're free to go now. And maybe next time just stay home, yeah?" You looked at Enji, waiting for his reply. He just leaned there, against the counter he fucked you on 3 days ago. Not a twinge of guilt in his turquoise eyes, not a hint of interest in what his son was saying to him. Still. 

"Sho?" You said more quietly than you intended to, hoping to break the tension between the two. "Do you want to take a walk, maybe?" He shifted his eyes toward you. Shoto stared, a steel gray eye and a turquoise eye, like his father's, burned into yours. So much anger radiated off of his body that you could almost feel it from where you were standing near the kitchen door. Shoto nodded his head and went to the living room to grab his coat and put it on as he walked toward the door. "You ... D'you want me to come with you?" You hated that you hated asking. 

And it wasn’t because you didn't want to go with him out into the cold. The disgusting truth was that you didn't want to miss the opportunity to be alone with his dad. And you felt dirty about all of it. Shoto fucked you earlier in the day before the party. His cum was probably still oozing from your hole. If you concentrated hard enough, you could most likely feel it leaking out with how full you were from him. 

He stayed by the front door for what felt like forever, just looking at you with no real emotion on his face. Just a blank canvas staring back at you before he shook his head no in an almost indistinguishable manner. Then he slammed the heavy wood door behind him. You fell onto the nearest chair and held your face in your hands and began to cry softly. What about, you weren't sure. The fact that you felt relief at having time to be with Enji again or the fact that you didn't have to play referee in your own home. 

A wide, hot hand ran down your back and rested at your waist. "He's gone. For how long?" Enji asked. You wanted to melt into his touch. To jump over the chair and wrap yourself around his broad body. "I don't know, En. He could be 5 minutes, he could be 5 hours. And I think, I think that you should go, too." His lips curled into a wicked smile. "Now, firefly. You," he kissed the side of your neck hard and ran his oversized hand around your waist, "surely don't mean that. I can tell by how you're sitting you want me to shove my cock in your drippin' cunt." 

Fuck. How can he tell that by how you're sitting? The asshole. He had come to know you so well in such a short amount of time. Almost as well as his son. It was a little nerve-wracking that they could both see through your shit. "Enj-!!" He was lifting you before you had a chance to protest his advance. 

You wrapped yourself around his body. Your legs spread from the girth of his hips - despite them being narrow and angular in their own way. He was a big man. And it was so hard for you to tell him no when he was like this. It was painfully obvious how hard he was. And it was obvious to him how wet you were getting from just him hoisting you up like you were nothing more than a doll for him to wet his dick in. 

The way he made you feel so small was a sickening and growing obsession. You both have managed to keep it from Shoto thus far. But on days like this, when you have no idea when he would be home, it was a dangerous game to play. "En ... fuck. We can't. Sh-Sho- shit. He can walk through the door any second." You said it in such a whiny voice it made his cock twitch against his thigh. "Let him. Let him see what it looks like when a real man fucks his girl. Who am I, firefly. Who, nngh," he adjusted you on his waist and started to carry you down the hallway to a bedroom. "Who am I." 

His hands gripped your ass tightly as he kicked the door open and walked through it with little space to spare. "Enj, fuck. C'mon. Please ..." Your resistance was dwindling quickly as he got you closer to the spare bed. "Who's 'Enj'? Tell me ... exactly who ... the fuck ... I am. You little shit." He whispered against the shell of your ear. His hot breath sent shivers through your warming body. 

And just like that, 3 words later, you were gone. Wrapping your arms around his neck and anchoring your heels on his ass you pushed/pulled yourself up onto him even further and ground against his pelvis. "There she is. There's my good girl, rubbin' that cunt against me. So needy for this fat cock, huh?" He leaned over you as you hung from him just a few inches over the bed. You clung to him like a desperate little baby. Enji waited for you to let go and lay under his huge frame. 

You ran your hands down his back to the waistband of his dark blue slacks and slid them inside of his pants. His off-white cashmere sweater was a wild contrast to his rough hands and scarred body. But all of him felt good to you.

His body framed you against the small mattress. You lay there beneath him, trembling in anticipation of what he's going to make you do. "Take it ... off." He whispered again in your ear while he lifted himself up from you. You sat up and began to undress. He took off his own clothes, one piece at a time, watching you all the while.

He was so ... And it was so … wrong that you were about to fuck him in your own house. While your boyfriend was out in the cold. "Fuck," you whispered, shaking your head as you slipped your bra off and flung it to the floor. "Fuck it, En." You pulled him down to the bed with you and kissed him hard.

The smell of his cologne and the taste of his tongue made you high. It made you want him more than you wanted to admit to yourself. The heady fragrance had you so wet that you could barely look him in the eyes. "Well," he said in a low growl. "Lookit what we have here. My little firefly is so fuckin' wet for her pissant of a boyfriend's dad, huh? Shame on you, girl. You're so dirty for this, aren't you? Fucking filthy little bitch, hm?"

You bit your bottom lip, it felt like you were nearly drawing blood. Finally, you nodded your head and looked up at him and whimpered so pathetically. "Yessss, daddy. 'M a filthy little bitch. I'm disgusting … hnngh, please, Enj- please Endeavor, fuck me. Oh god, fuck … meee-uhhh." You were babbling and begging him to do something. Anything. You just needed his cock in you.

Your fingers dug into the flesh of his shoulders as he leaned over you and rubbed his cockhead against your clit. "That's it, baby. So wet and ready for me. Let daddy fuck you. Let me fuck you better than my little runt of a son can." He thrust into you quickly and you cried out as your body struggled to adjust to the immediate stretch.

"Shhhh, shhh, baby. Be a good girl and take this dick. Fuckin' take it, baby. You can do it." His hips worked quickly and furiously as he slammed into you. Your legs trembled and your back arched as he fucked you with a fervor you didn't know existed in him.  "Fuckohhhhfuck! En-Endeav-fuckfuck!" He bit your neck hard and you moaned into his shoulder as you came around him.

He flipped you onto your stomach and grabbed your ass, pulling you up onto your knees and spreading your legs open. "Now that you're all warmed up ..." You braced yourself for the intrusion, but his cock slid inside of you with ease. The copious amount of slick he dragged from you made it nearly free of any resistance. "Ohhh, yeah. That's my fuckin' girl. Take it, take it like the nasty whore you are. C'mon, fuck that fat ass of yours into me, firefly. I wanna watch you bounce back on my cock. Fuck, that's it."

He leaned back and watched you work your body back and forth, pushing yourself onto his cock and then pulling back. "Fuck, baby. You're so good at this. You're so good for me. Keep going, fuck that cock. Mm-hm, back into me, fuck, fuuuckk yeah." You felt filthy as you did as he told you. The way he was watching you bounce and fuck yourself on him was enough to make you cum again. 

He pulled you back up to him and wrapped his hand around your throat. "Oh, you think you can cum without my permission, huh? You little slut, you can't do shit until I tell you to." You whimpered and nodded your head, trying to say sorry. "Don't ... fucking speak. Just open your mouth and let me fuck it."

He pulled out of you and stood at the edge of the bed, motioning for you to scoot around and lay in front of him. You moved over so your face was just under his cock and he tapped the head on your lips. "Open up, firefly. 'M gonna fuck your throat now since you can't seem to control that cunt of yours. C'mon, pop that tongue out f'me. Say 'ahhh' and relax."

You stuck your tongue out and opened your mouth, looking up at him with what you hoped was a look of submission. He smirked down at you and ran his fingers through your hair. "Good girl. That's my fuckin' girl. Take it, take … aha, shhiitt … it." He shoved his cock into your mouth and fucked your throat. Your eyes watered as he thrust against the back of your throat.

You coughed and gagged, but he kept going. "You know I love watching you cry, little girl. Keep it up and I might just cum in your mouth for you. Y'wan that? Huh? Want me to make a mess of your pretty face?" He pushed himself further into you and you gagged again, nodding your head. "Goddamn it, girl. You're so fuckin' dirty for me. I just can't get enough of it. You're so fuckin' lewd."

He pulled out of your mouth and grabbed a fistful of your hair, pulling your head back as he shot his load onto your face and chest. "Ohhhh, fuck! Fuck, that's my little bitch. Lookit you, so filthy and used. You're such a whore, little girl. Such a dirty whore." He ran his finger through his cum on your cheek and pushed it into your mouth.

You sucked his cum off of his fingers, moaning as you did it. He grabbed his clothes and pulled them back on. "Thanks, firefly. See you next time." He grabbed you by the back of the head, kissed you hard on the mouth and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him. You heard him leave the house and you fell back onto the bed, breathing hard. It took you about 10 minutes to regulate yourself. Replaying the events that had just unfolded in your foggy mind. 

You didn't have much time to think about it before you heard Shoto's keys in the door. So you jumped up and ran for the shower across the hall. "Firefly? I - I'm home. Where are you?" Shoto asked as he hung his coat and dropped his keys on the entryway table. "Is the old man gone? I didn't see his car, so I'm hoping ... hoping he is." He saw you dart across the way to the bathroom and heard the water turn on. "Hey. There you are," he said quietly. "D'ya mind if I join you in there? 'M freezin' my ass off." 

Hell. Of course he wanted to shower with you. "Yeah yeah. Sure. Just give me like 10 minutes to wash the day off of me, ok, Sho? I just, I feel ... icky. After the party, I mean. Just wanna clean up. And then you can stand under the hot water, ok?" He smiled and tried to lean in to kiss you but you pulled back and looked around the room. Smirking, you said, "Ah-ah-ah mister. There's no mistletoe in here!” And laughed like a stupid girl who wasn't fucking her boyfriend's asshole of a father while he was out in the freezing weather. Away from his home, just to get away from his dad. 

"Ohp, ya got me there, firefly. I'll have to pick some up in that case. Just let me know when you're ready for me, ok?" You smiled and blew him a kiss feeling your hand stick to the cum that was nearly all dried now. Turning on the shower you tested the water. Briefly contemplating turning the heat all the way up and scalding yourself for being such a whore. But you decided against it, knowing you'd have to explain it to Shoto later. And you just couldn't bring yourself to hurt him that way. Not even after what you just did.

He was waiting for you in your bedroom, scrolling through his phone, when you called for him. You stood with the shower door open and motioned for him to come in with you. "You ok, baby? You seem, I dunno. Off." He pulled you into his chest and kissed from your shoulder to your neck, to your lips. "Yeah, I'm fine Sho. Just tired, I guess. I hate when you and your dad go head to head like that. I mean, I know you didn't fight like you usually do. But I just hate to see you so upset." You look up and rest your forehead against his, sighing heavily. 

"I'm sorry, firefly. I know. I just, he just ... He's such a fuckin' prick and I don't know what else to do with him. He just, he's so much easier to deal with when you're around. I dunno why. It’s like he’s less of an asshole when … huh. Well, when you’re there. I guess he must really like you." He kissed your neck and ran his fingers through your wet hair. You turned to face him and held onto his waist. "I love you, Sho. I love you so much." He looked down at you with a sad smile. "I know you do. And I love you, too." He pulled you up and kissed you deeply.

The taste of your own cum was still in your mouth from swallowing Enji's cock, but Shoto didn't seem to notice. He was just happy to be back with you. You both laughed as you played in the water. Teasing one another and fooling around. "Hey, Sho?" You said as you pulled the shower head down and rinsed him off. "Hmm?" He closed his eyes and let you do whatever you were doing. "Merry Christmas. I'm glad you're here with me. You're the best thing that's happened to me in a long time." You turned the water off and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around you. "Merry Christmas to you, too, my love. And I'm glad I'm here with you, too."

You kissed him and then grabbed another towel for him. He wrapped it around his waist and followed you into the bedroom. As you passed into your room, you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. Your mascara was running and your eyes were red. The bruise on your neck from Endeavor was still visible and you hoped like hell that Shoto didn't see it. Though you don’t know how he could possibly miss something like that. So large and new. 

You turned to him and smiled. "Hey, Sho? Could you bring me something for pain? My head is killing me right now." He nodded and left the room to grab something from the kitchen. You went to the mirror and stared at yourself. "You're a fucking whore," you whispered to yourself. "And you can't stop it." You knew it was true. You just hoped you could keep it from Shoto for a little bit longer.

"Hey, here you go, baby. Take these and lay down. Let me get you something to drink. Do you want me to bring you anything else?" You smiled at him and shook your head. "No, Sho. This is all I need right now. Just you and me. Here. At home." You took the medicine he gave you and watched him leave the room. You curled up in your bed and covered yourself up, feeling so guilty and so fucking gross. It made you feel sick. And it made you feel good. You were just a whore. A filthy, disgusting whore who was in love with her boyfriend and in lust with his father. And you had to live with it. You had to live with the fact that you weren't strong enough to stop yet. 

Shoto came in and took the towel off of his waist and crawled into bed with you, scooching up next to you really close and nuzzling his face into the curve of your neck. “How does your head feel, firefly? Is it any better?” He asked as he began to kiss your collarbone and roll your nipple with his thumb and finger. “Is there something else I can do? To make it go away? Like …” He slid down the bed. Under the covers and between your legs and you felt him lick a fat strip up your slit. “Oh, Sho- ffuucckk, baby, I - hnngh … please … d-don’t …” Tears pricked your eyes as you felt him spreading you open and sucking on your clit. He laughed, “You’re so wet already. You gonna say ‘don’t stop’? Don’t worry baby. I’ll never stop. Never.”

You realized that you just wanted to be loved. You close your eyes and indulge your sweet boyfriend with his love of eating your pussy and prayed that it would all go away. That it would all just disappear. And that you would be free. Free of the guilt and the shame. And the lust for his dickhead father. You just wanted to be free of it all. And you didn't know if you could. Not yet. So you just lay there, basking in the warmth of your lover and his tongue lapping at your juices (and some of his father's) like he truly knew what it was like to be thirsty. And you rode out your orgasm. Crying tears of guilt and regret and only a little bit of pleasure. And you waited for it all to be over. But deep down, you knew it wouldn't be,

Not for a long, long time.

Taglist ::: @arlerts-angel @darkstarlight82 @callm3senpaii @millennialmagicalgirl

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Master post because why not

I wanna keep track of my own stuff lmao

Link to the art masterpost ! (Updated 08/02)

Latest update: 08/02

| My OCs

• Toxicity

Introduction post to my OC Toxicity !

@/sleepy-batz made an amazing fanart of him I'm in love + trick by @/mcnotok

Also put him in a pumpkin for Halloween + turned him into a cookie + Christmas package + new year fireworks

Stairs scene from The Truman Show

@/miracle-negative square event

• Miranda

My Toriel OC, Miranda !

• shipchildren

My Errormare shipchild, Moroz !

And my Driller shipchild, Plamya !

| Time Travelers AU

This one belongs to me ! Also called TT AU for short

A bad sans poly AU where they all come from different time periods and travel through time

Long ass reblog chain with all the lore so far

Backstories: Nightmare • Dust • Killer • Cross • Horror

Some silly thoughts :D ••• Dust listening to Tally Hall • The music they like • them getting drunk • what every friend group does • crossover with G&M AU • Nightmare writing books • Nightmare doing embroidery

First part ( the following parts will be linked in the posts :3 )

Checkpoints:

Part 5 • part 10

| Incorrect quotes

I'm not not gonna link all of them lol, but you can find them under the "original post" tag or simply the "incorrect quotes" tag with the multiple ones I reblogged

| My fanfictions

Wheels of misfortune (disabled AU, Nightmare angst)

Muffins (Real Age AU)

Surprise Adoption (Real Age AU)

Just like them (no AU, Nightmare angst)

Tiny Menace - Tiny Steps Forward (Bitty Nightmare AU, related parts)

Your meat isn't dead, it's still moving (Ghost & Medium AU, Horror encounter)

You will be fine, now (16+) (Bitty Nightmare AU, angst)

Two for the price of one (Double Noot / Noot² AU)

Unexpected Visitors (Time Travelers AU, bsp, follow ups linked in the chapters)

Happier Somewhere Else (no AU, Nightmare angst)

Learning To Trust, With Love (Sansnautica AU, bsp)

Birthday Cake (short-story, Nightmare's birthday)

A Second Chance (no AU, Nightmare mpreg) - The Favorite Uncle (follow up, Driller)

Heros Always Win (short-story, Dreamtale twins)

| Disabled AU

The idea for the disabled au comes from @/unknownchoatic

Paraplegic Nightmare: first and second post that started everything, + wheels of misfortune

Aphasic Horror

ASD/Blind Killer

Schizophrenic Dust

Schizophrenic Error

| Gifts and Collabs

Every gifts and collabs I did for/with @/ancha-aus ! (the AUs all belong to her)

• Real Age AU

An AU in which Nightmare reverts back to his passive form (who is still six years old) and where the gang now takes care of him like their own child

We have two fanfics:

Muffins

Surprise adoption

And two fanarts here and here !

• Ghost and Medium AU

I simply wrote some interpretations of everyone's backstories :) so it's not canon ! (Unless she says so)

Biiiiiig post explaining everything (containing additional links)

+ fic Your meat isn't dead, it's still moving

In this AU you will find: medium Dust, ghost Killer, priest Cross, ghost Horror, demon Nightmare, and god Error

• Double Noot / Noot² AU

An AU in which Corrupt (aka Corrupted Nightmare) gets separated from Nightmare (aka passive Nightmare) who is still a child, turned out Corrupt was holding him without knowing it to give him time to heal

Reblog chain that kinda started it all

Fanfiction: Two for the price of one

• Sansnautica AU

A BSP including Sans, crossover AU with Subnautica (that i don't know anything about lol)

Fanfiction: Learning To Trust, With Love

| some headcanons + silly ideas

Not all 'cause I did so many lol and there's so much already omg

Holding hands (Nightmare)

Biting (Dream&Nightmare)

General Nightmare headcanons

Nonbinary Nightmare

Dream and Nightmare NSFW headcanon (not explicit but please be 18+)

Puns (Nightmare)

Nightmare's sexuality

Some Dream headcanon

Nightmare's bad eating habits

Fresh's soul

Kisses (bad sans poly/Nightmare)

Looking up to the grown ups

Horror feeding everyone

General headcanons about the mtt as a poly

Dreamtale twins' emotions affected by their aura

Nightmare and animals

Nightmare has automatonophobia + calling the gang dolls

Nightmare's blind spot

Killer the yo-yo master

Nightmare overestimating Dream

Eldritch horror Nightmare shitpost

Nightmare's weapons

Autistic Nightmare + sarcasm

The twins physical strengths + animatic

| Concepts

A weird crossover au idea inspired by HTTYD, featuring the Dreamtale twins as dragons for one and everyone as dragon-riders for the other

A story concept about the Bad Sanses being kidnapped by the Star Sanses

The Dreamtale twins being compared to the Viking Gods (Idunn, Baldr and Loki) + the twins' design

Nightmare trying very hard to cause negativity but it backfires and he creates positivity instead

Video game concept

Angel AU Dreamtale

| song analysis

Lifeline by Thousand Foot Krutch and Passive Nightmare getting corrupted

Take it out on me by Thousand Foot Krutch and the bad sanses

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A Very Merry Unbirthday Christmas An’ New Year!

Made by Cat, aka Researcher Serif/AW

[["Leaving corpses of one's enemies or offering the─ mournfully functional ─severed parts of offlined units to medics is not an acceptable gift to give to others, I swear to all that's fucking holy, [S_CM-WF4802] you need to get your damn processors checked again─"]] 'Titans above, Chief Eden, PLEASE, we're not crazy workaholic freaks that match YOUR freak!!! ONE day! Just one day off ! *sob*' [["No, Gin, its perfectly fine to use normal metal, they wouldn't be happy if you harm yourself for a gift I swear to God─ Titan TV Man of the Esteemed TV Faction cease silently encouraging his 'freak', it's destructive behavior─!"]] "The dawn of a new year shines upon us and I can only hope it's for the best this time 'round. Ahaha~ a Very, Merry Christmas and New Years for us, eh?"

Camera Faction Seems like a certain unit went off and pissed off one of the coordinating officers, again. But again, it's nothing new, just a normal Tuesday really.

Speaker Faction The Science Department isn't expecting much, a single day off would be the greatest gift they all could possibly receive from their Chief Scientist but of course, to their despair, it's a half paperwork off coupon from a present. (Humor?? From him??? The world is ending dear Titans─!!!)

TV Faction It's fairly normal on the TVs side of things. Gin is discovering the wonders of holidays and the only problem is really stopping him from carving out his own frame for a Christmas gift for you─ and dealing with an incorrigible TTV. Poor Chief Scientist.

You It's the dawn of a new day, a new year with all your loved and cherished. Showing Dole Whip and the twins around the holidays through the factions is a delight of it's own. Everyone's having fun, not lamenting over the war for once and you couldn't be happier for this small miracle.

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Holy fucking shit this is literally 20 days late to the party. (I can't show this sin to the server sdjhdjvhk ˚‧º·(/ロ\˶๑))

I wanna gouge my own eyes out but it's finally done! Its of course I had to try out a new art style over this but I think it's okay for the most part. (Honestly most proud of the TV side of things, in both cute line art and color lol.)

Thin lines are NOT my forte despite how nice it is at times. Probably won't be doin this again in a hot while (kill me if I'm lyin'). I also spent time agonizing over color again and once moar, I wanna pull out my tendons, stg─ but we ain't here or there, no siree.

Please enjoy my very late Christmas + New Years skibidi art! First hoe of the new year despite it wanting to be the last art of last year jhwhgvjd─

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Check out my main blog: @researcher-serif

Here's my NSFW blog if that tickles your fancy: @grandfather-of-sin

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A Very Buggy Christmas

Santa needs help around the world and Marinette is stressed and tired.

Merry Christmas from the LBSC

LBSC Secret Santa Exchange 2024!

ANNALULZ! I was your secret santa! I want you to know I scrapped and restarted this whole thing like four times trying to get it right so I hope you enjoy! :D

Work Text:

A Very Buggy Christmas

Taking a break from his latest song writing binge, Luka came into the living room to find his wife passed out on the couch. The apartment was spotless, save for the kitchen, where the different counters were covered with various sweets and cookies were in different stages of completion. The newly married Luka and Marinette were hosting Christmas at their place for the first time and Marinette was stressed. 

The DuPain-Cheng/Couffaine/Stone/Lavillant Christmas gathering was in the morning and Marinette was taking her role to supply the desserts very seriously. He smiled softly at the sight of his Marinette - of his wife - slumped over the arm of the couch, snoring slightly. He made them both hot chocolate and went to the living room. He set the mugs down and gently took her in his arms and sat down on the couch and leaned her back against him. She moaned slightly as they shuffled to get comfortable.

Her eyes fluttered open, “Hey rockstar,” she mumbled.

“Hey Melody,” he smiled back, stroking her hair.

“How long was I out?” she asked.

“Just a few minutes, love. I just came in and saw you crashed. You need a break.” He stroked her hair and gently pulled her close for a kiss. 

They had been together for almost seven years at this point, but they had waited until Marinette was established in her own fashion brand before getting married. It had also been long enough for Paris to return to normal now that all the Miraculous were safe back in the miracle box, hidden safely in her design room.

 After Monarch was taken down, the Chat Noir and Ladybug dynamic never was quite the same, and after one day accidentally seeing him detransform into Adrien Agreste, it was too much for Marinette to bear. She ended things with him. Three weeks later she found the black cat’s ring abandoned on their rooftop. Word reached her that Amelie Fathom and her son Felix were moving  back to London.  Nathalie had said he had found out everything. Adrien had run out into the night and had not been heard from since nor had anyone heard from him. 

Marinette was heartbroken. She immediately went to her best friend and cried in his arms. Luka Couffaine still loved her as strongly as the day he met her, but he knew she had been hurt. A year later, Chrysalis aka Lila Rossi was unmasked  and the butterfly was saved and all the miracle jewels were reunited. That day Luka had the courage to ask her out. They dated all throughout their university times and became engaged at Marinette’s graduation party. Three years later, just seven months ago, she became Marinette Couffaine.  Married life was everything Luka had dreamed of. Waking up beside Marinette was equally the best morning of his life. Each kiss they shared, felt like their first kiss, back six years ago on Heroes Day, during the fireworks celebration. 

Each day, he was more in love with his wife than the previous day. And being married with their own place, meant that couch kisses could lead to couch make outs could lead to couch lovemaking without nosy sisters or moms interrupting. Being married was fun.

Marinette made that moan that made him lose control and he started reaching for his jeans when they heard it.

It made both of them freeze. 

Quiet was surrounding them, the timer on the oven was frozen. 

“Hello-ho-ho-ho, Ladybug,” Santa appeared before their eyes, never minding the fact that he had just interrupted a perfectly good intimate session. 

Luka tried his best to hide his glare at the magical man. Marinette just silently stared at him. She had once fought him years ago, back when he had been akumatized when they were teenagers. 

She groaned quietly into Luka’s chest and then nervously looked at the magical man. 

They separated from each other and sat up  facing Santa Claus.

“What do you need sir?” Luka asked, trying but failing to hide his frustration.

“Well, son, I’m having issues with my sleigh and I’m needing some help.”

 Santa then spent the next few minutes explaining that he’d already recruited the New York Heroez to cover New York and LadyDragon to cover Shanghai and so now, He needed help to cover Paris. 

Luka and Marinette agreed. The timer on the oven  sounded and Luka went to the oven to get the batch of cookies out while Marinette left the room to go to the Miracle Box. 

Luka dialed his sister and her wife. They had promised they would be there within 10 minutes. 

Luka looked over to Marinete. She was looking over each jewel, gently running her fingers over each one in pensive thought.

“Melody?” he questioned.

She startled at the sound of his voice, “Sorry,” she said, “It’s just been a while since they’ve come out,” she said, referring to the kwamis. The little animal gods pop out once in a while, but rarely more than one or two at a time, Sass and Tikki more than the others. 

Luka hesitated for a moment. “They were separated for a long time, Melody.” Marinette looked at her husband and smiled. 

“It’s just sometimes I think back on that night and after all that, it was all Lila in the end,” she stopped mid sentence. 

“It still hurts,” Luka finished.  She grabbed the bracelet of the snake and a coin necklace he didn’t recognize.

“Not Tikki?” Luka questioned?

“We need extra hands,” Marinette said, putting the necklace on, and the mouse kwami came out, hovering near her shoulder. 

Just then, the knock on the door, notified them of their reinforcements arriving. Juleka let herself and Rose inside the Couffaine apartment, “You two better not be naked,” Juleka snarked as she walked in, grinning. 

“Hey guys!” Rose squealed, “What do you need help with?” Marinette handed the jewel of the pig to Rose and the jewel of the tiger to Juleka. Their Kwamis appeared and had joyous greetings with their holders. They then looked at Marinette with confused looks. 

“Well,” Marinette smiled, “It’s up to us to save Christmas for Paris.” “Marinette!” Mullo squeaked. Mullo hugged Marinette’s cheek and Marinette smiled. 

“Mullo, You up for saving Christmas?” 

Mullo nodded and Marinette transformed into Multimouse.

Luka was floored at the sight of his wife in a different superhero form. The light gray and pink trim on the suit and her hair in twin buns on her head. 

“Multitude!” she called and suddenly five smaller versions of Multimouse were suddenly crawling over her husband. Luka smiled as he suddenly had many versions of his wife crawling over him. Then the other three former superheroes called on their transformations, and each took a magic Santa sack. 

“Let’s meet back up in an hour and see where to go from here,” Multimouse said, standing on Viperion’s shoulder. Each hero (and clone) took off in a different direction, ready to spread Christmas Cheer and magic throughout Paris.

After an hour, they had covered less than a quarter of Paris. They met back up, and Multimouse reformed her clones back together. Viperion looked at Multimouse. “Who else can we call in?” 

Multimouse mentally ran over the former heroes. Adrien had disappeared. Felix and Kagami were in Japan. Mylene was pregnant with her and Ivan’s fourth child. Alya and Nino had moved away after lycee and Lila had been exposed. Alya had taken the loss hard and her budding career as a journalist was over before it ever began. They hadn’t spoken in years and no one had heard from the former fox and turtle heroes.  Zoe had moved to LA and become a famous actress. Alix was in Egypt. Marinette shook her head. “There’s no one, Vi. We’re all that’s left.” Marinette was becoming stressed. Viperion placed a loving hand on his wife’s shoulder.

“We’ve got this, Melody,” he said, lifting her chin to place a chaste kiss on her lips.

Tigress and Pigella lifted their sack again, “Let’s go.”

The next hour passed and they covered more ground that time, and by the time they met up again, over half the city was covered. 

Their spirits were lifted as they met back up again to recharge and take notes on where else needed their help. 

“One last push, you guys,” Viperion rallied them together, “Let’s meet back at the Liberty once we’re all done with this last hour.” 

The three heroes (and clones) agreed and they went their separate ways one final time.

It took Multimouse a little over an hour and half to finish her last five parts and she was the last to arrive back at the old houseboat. As her last clone arrived back, they reformed back into one Multimouse. Juleka and Rose returned their jewels after one last farewell to their kwamis back to Marinette. Luka came back with a tray of hot cocoa and the two couples snuggled under thick winter blankets to stargaze on the cold winter night, on Christmas Eve, reveling the fact that in the morning Paris children would wake up to their wonderful Christmas morning. 

“I love you Marinette,” Luka nibbled her ear.

“I love you too Luka,” she replied as she sighed contentedly. Paris Christmas was saved and they were ready to host Christmas at their -

Marinette choked on her hot chocolate. 

“Melody?” Luka asked, concerned.

“I have to finish the Christmas cookies!” She replied, panicked.

Luka chuckled, “I guess sleep is not in the plans for tonight.” 

She playfully smacked him as the young married couple left Luka’s childhood home and headed back to their apartment. 

The next day, their tiny apartment was packed as the three families gathered together in love and celebration and delicious food. 

Marinette barely finished her Christmas lunch before she passed out on Luka’s shoulder.

“Eh, long night, eh Kids?” Jagged mocked. Luka cut his father a look as he lifted her in his arms. 

Sabine just smiled as Luka carried his sleeping wife to their bedroom to take a nap in peace. 

Half an hour later, she woke to find her family trading stories and taking part of her cookies, and a little red kwami sneakily carrying off two or three back to the miracle box. 

It was a good Christmas after all. 

[aziraphales-library]

Hi Mr. Aziraphale. I hope your having an absolutely splendid day/night today!

I was hoping you could suggest some good fanfics that involves either Crowley or Aziraphale adopting/mentoring a child?

I'm a absolute love dug for cute fluff

You will find loads of fics of this nature on our #kid fic, #adoption, and #queer guardian angel aziraphale tags, so check those out! Here are more to add to the collections...

The A.Z. Fell and Co. Queers by alexander_adele (G)

Being queer is hard. Aziraphale and Crowley know this, and do what they can to help some queer kids in the Soho area. Found Family-esque. AKA I wrote this cuz I'm a queer kid who needs a hug from Azirpahale.

(so let's be sinners) to be saints by PacificSeaOtter (G)

Unbeknownst to them, Crowley and Aziraphale have, throughout history, become something of patron saints to the gay community. They are completely oblivious to this until Warlock Dowling walks back into their life. Or: Warlock discovers the saints they've been praying to are actually their godparents.

A Miracle of Our Own by TheNerdyBirdie (G)

After the almost apocalypse, Crowley and Aziraphale can finally live the life they always wanted together. However, it seems The Almighty has other plans for them when she delivers them a baby.

Only If You Want To Be Kept by Sodium_Azide (T)

Mitchell, a long way from what used to be home, has a terrible night before stumbling outside of his understanding and into an ineffable pile of fur.

Is This Normal? by deviltownresident (T)

An angel and demon spend time together in Ancient Rome and adopt a child.

Our Own Side by probably_publius (T)

"Crowley groaned. He never had luck dealing with feelings. Especially with the feelings of a particular fussy angel. But nevertheless he approached Aziraphale and placed his hands on his trembling shoulders. 'Hey, maybe it’s not that bad. Maybe you’ll only turn halfway demon? We’re on our own side, remember? Not demons or angels.'" It's five days till Christmas and Crowley and Aziraphale have a problem. A problem not as big as Armageddon, but still a big problem. The angel's wings are slowly turning black and the demon's wings are slowly turning white. Feeling separated from their previous sides, the duo has to finally understand what it's like to be on their own side. And if things couldn't become anymore stressful, it seems as if the two have accidentally adopted an 11-year-old boy who just so happens to be the third child born in the Satanic church.

- Mod D

[6qubed]

my current favorite killer build in DBD is running Vecna with Franklin's Demise, Weave Attunement, Hoarder, and Human Greed. I call this the "Learn To Share, Brat" build and with the Bone Chill event going on right now it's goddamn bonkers

(the power addons are less important and tend to be whatever odd thing but I like Pearl of Power and Boots of Speed, they feel good)

...it just occurred to me that I don't know if people who follow me play Dead by Daylight and thus don't know what those words mean. explanation to follow

first things first the name is a Dragonball Z Abridged reference. Vegeta.

so the only reason I used this with Vecna (aka The Lich) is because I haven't prestiged him yet and thus I can't use his Weave Attunement perk with other killers. for now.

anyway, quick summation of the perks/what they do:

Franklin's Demise: your basic M1 attacks knock items out of the survivor's hand, and the item loses charge the longer it stays on the ground

Weave Attunement: causes survivors to automatically drop items that they deplete the first time. I see the auras (outlines) of any(!) dropped items as well as the auras of any survivors that get close enough to them. if a player picks an item up, they become Oblivious, aka that survivor can't see or hear the normal visual/audio indicators that the killer is nearby

Hoarder: gives me a big loud noise alert whenever a close-enough survivor interacts with a dropped item or an unopened chest. adds two chests to the map

Human Greed: I see the auras of any unopened chests on the map, as well as the auras of any survivors that get near them. I also have the ability to kick an open chest shut again (but so far haven't needed to)

additionally, during the Bone Chill seasonal (christmas) event, there's these little doodads made of toes that do some unimportant stuff but ALSO add 1 chest each to the map, and all five players in the round can bring one

so what makes this build bonkers is that with all these extra chests dotted around the map acting as passive radar stations, I can see where the survivors are at any point in the round. using a toolbox to fix a generator? I get free radar as soon as they use it up. using a medkit to heal other players and/or themselves? I get free radar as soon as they use it up. I start chasing a survivor and get at least one hit in? I get free radar from the item I just smacked outta their hands. now Vecna already has the tools to counter "looping" tactics during chase, but this makes it trickier for survivors I'm chasing to use loops to escape, because if they try to hide behind a wall I can just shotgun some skeletons out to wallbang them, and if they try to go for a pallet I have Mage Hand to shut that shit down too.

the one big downside is that I have no direct method for slowing down or stopping generator repair, so I have no choice but to play super aggressive by rushing down any generators I can see being repaired, but being able to down and/or hook at least one survivor and then thwart any attempts to save them because I can see their angle of approach does provide decent passive slowdown just by dint of only having 1-2 survivors fixing generators as opposed to 3-4. and if by some miracle they catch wise to the fact that I can see them through items and chests, any time they spend opening those chests or going back to retrieve dropped items is time they aren't spending fixing gens, plus now they're stuck carrying a useless item and the very real threat of not knowing if I'm headed for them

I haven't even fully upgraded most of the perks for Vecna yet, and it's still giving good results. I don't imagine it'll be as crazy without Mistletoes, but so far I'm having a blast

[starfleetwitch]

Berenice Griselda Wolfe tried to kill me and when that didn't work, she sabotaged my home set up by being a flirty MF with a TARDIS.

(Not a sentence I thought I'd EVER write completely sober or seriously but here we are)

This is a bit of a long story and now I've written it and got it out of my system I fully realise just how much I resemble a dog barking at a corner for no reason.

There is a TLDR at the end

Story time:

So I got this Tardis themed external USB hub for Christmas a few years ago.

It's kinda cool, lights up when you plug in a USB and what not. Fantastic. It also made that scrapping TARDIS sound when you plug in USBs. Also a fantastic feature, quite quirky. Much wow... For a week and then it really grated on my nerves. Found out after a month there was a switch on the side that let you turn the sound off. Wonderful. Fantastic. Problem solved. They all lived happily ever after, end of the story.

Except it wasn't.

Because the internet exists and with it, great knowledge that I shouldn't have been allowed access to.

I got bored and last year during some death scrolling, I found out I could change that hideously irritating TARDIS scraping sound...

...TO WHAT EVER I WANTED...

... And lesbian jesus help me, I wanted to be funny 🙈

So I decided to use sound bites from Holby City. Specifically from Bernie Wolfe.

We had "I say ding dong" for when a USB was pushed into a slot and "Easy tiger" for when a USB was pulled out of a slot.

Link here for reference: Where it all went wrong

Anyway. For a while it was quite funny... Except for you know... When my volume was turned up full blast and I was getting jump scared by Bernie Wolfe's voice every time I plugged in, lord knows what the rest of the house thought every time it went off.

I lived with it for a while... You know... Haha, scared me, GOT ME AGAIN BERNIE YOU OLD SCALLY WAG! But then things started going wrong. The jump scares started going into heart failure mode when in the middle of the night if I was doing a long download, she'd just randomly yell 'DING DONG!' or even worse, she'd start stuttering on full volume 'I SAY I SAY I SAY DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG DING DONG'. GENUINE heart failure territory. Like FOR GODS SAKES BERENICE STFU!!!

Me being me, I forgot how I'd changed the setting to be her voice... And also at this point, I should add, the switch on the side to stop her talking stopped working.

I must assume murdering me in cold blood via jump scares just wasn't working fast enough for her because for a while she stopped.

All seemed well in the land of Starfleet Witch but unbeknownst to me, Bernie was plotting something bigger. Something she knew would REALLY insta kill me.

I started working from home for a bit and randomly about a week in, she did it again... Except this time she yelled 'EASY TIGER' and that was it. Nothing seemed out of place, she never spoke again after that. Everything was fine for a couple of weeks.

Until last week (AKA THE WEEK THAT NEVER ENDED.)

I'd been in an anxious spiral. Shit was happening IRL and I was TERRIFIED of the future. She saw this weakness in me, witnessed first hand how on the edge I was and decided, like the spiteful cunt she is, that now was the time to hatch her brilliant plan.

Wednesday morning. I had a deadline. 9:30am arrived... But my computer wouldn't turn on. I rang for help, I had switched it on and off many times... Nothing. 10:30am rolled around. I unplugged everything, had the very guts of my computer spread out across my floor praying it would be an easy fix... Nothing. At the 11th hour, I plugged everything back in and tried to turn it on again, constantly pressing F8 to reboot it and miracle of miracles, it worked! I downloaded some software to test the hard drive health, did some diagnostics and everything seemed fine. Better than fine. The computer was HEALTHY AF! So I prayed it may have been just a one off glitch.

It wasn't.

In fact my computer repeated its issue of booting up every morning after that, an expense I couldn't afford to fix any time soon but I NEEDED the computer for work.

Friday morning rolled around, I unplugged everything, held the very heart of my computer in my hands trying to find a loose connection or SOMETHING. Nothing. Everything was fine. Dejected, this time when I tried to turn the computer on, I only plugged in the power cable, screen and keyboard.

It worked first try.

And that's when I FINALLY got suspicions.

Over the weekend I decided to do some experiments. I tried plugging in different things I hadn't plugged in when I last tried switching it on and low and behold it wouldn't turn on when Bernie TARDIS was plugged in.

And that dear friends is when I decided aging 40 years in the space of days over a joke isn't actually funny and that I'd CLEARLY wronged a god somewhere along the way, for what crueller punishment could they bestow upon me than to have my very muse almost kill me via an anxiety induced heart attack?

TLDR:

I haven't found out how yet but my TARDIS with Bernie's voice clearly got possessed by a disgruntled spirit insisting on making my life a living hell and now it's in quarantine until I can cleanse it's soul and work out how to take it's voice away again.

Moral of the story: Don't give things Bernie Wolfe's voice, no matter how funny you think it'll be. Bolting upright in your bed because you heard Jemma Redgrave say "ding dong" at 3am isn't actually as pleasant an experience as you might think and when it happens several times, it's terrifying.

[scribblerreviews]

Top 25 Christmas Films (5-1) (2024 Update)

5. Klaus (2019)

The only film of my top 5 that came out past the 60’s, Klaus came out in 2019 and was instantly a Christmas classic. Essentially a “Santa Claus origin story”, Klaus is a heartwarming and humorous tale about the healing power of doing good. But it’s not just the story; every part of Klaus is perfectly put together. The voice acting is phenomenal across the board. The score swells with the emotional moments and compliments the humour well. And the animation, the animation is on another level. It’s traditional 2D animation, but through volumetric lightning and unique textures it has a 3D effect, despite being entirely 2D. It’s a work of art that shows the effort put in by the whole crew to create something with interesting shots, beautiful images, and spectacular performances. You are doing yourself a disservice if you don’t sit down and enjoy this new Christmas classic.

4. Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer (1964)

You know the song. Everyone knows the song. And you probably know the movie too, since it’s played year after year. And for good reason. Rather than just being a simple retelling, the animation expands the story to include catchy songs, fun side-characters, and a solid plot about who Rudolph was and how he came to save Christmas. In rewatching, I’ve realized one of the reasons why this film is engrossing is because the story is Joseph Campbell’s “The Hero’s Journey”. Rudolph faces challenges, heads out into The Unknown, and returns after growing; it’s a classic story formula that we come back to because it works. Animation-wise, the stop-motion puppet work has an ageless quality to it, always endearing to watch. It’s a timeless animation that will endure, snowy winter after snowy winter.

3. A Charlie Brown Christmas (1965)

Much like Rudolph before, there’s an ageless quality to A Charlie Brown Christmas. Of all the M. Schulz Peanuts animations, this is the one that lives in my head. The iconic opening, the dance scene, Snoopy’s humour side gags, the songs, and the warm, cheery feeling when watching is hard to beat. Apparently its jazz soundtrack, child voice actors, and lack of a laugh track were unconventional choices in the 60’s, but I can’t imagine this any other way. It’s timeless in the simple designs, slow but comfortable story, and exploration of the feeling of Christmas. It may be slow, but it knows to take its time, making something comfortable and warm to return to. There’s not really anything negative I have to say about this animated special.

2. Dr. Seuss' How the Grinch Stole Christmas (1966)

It was a bit of a toss up for me between Charlie Brown and this one. Between the two, this one is the one I prefer for Christmas Eve. Boris Karloff’s voice is perfect for both the narration and The Grinch, and the rest of the cast fit the whimsical Whos. Credit must also go to Thurl Ravenscroft as the bass vocalist for the iconic "You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch". This half-hour animation is lively, hilarious, and all these years later, still a blast to watch. And that’s no surprise, since it was directed by Chuck Jones, aka, the man responsible for some of the best Looney Tunes animations. The story is simple but engaging, and Dr. Seuss’ eye-catching, wild designs help to keep everything fun to watch. The Grinch is as much a staple of Christmas as reindeer, presents, or stockings by the fire.

1. Miracle on 34th Street (1947)

Perhaps the classic Christmas movie to end all classics, 1947’s Miracle on 34th Street is sentimental, smart, silly, and a delight to watch. All of the cast is fantastic, with special shout-outs to Natalie Wood’s natural, sweet performance and Edmund Gwenn's spectacular turn as Kris Kringle, which won him an Academy Award for Best Supporting Actor. He’s jolly, kind, a bit mischievous, and a joy to watch. He really makes you believe, or want to believe, that he is Santa Claus. The script is solid, never feeling flabby and always keeping your attention. It’s got comedy and heart in equal measure, and its sentimental message is not overdone, perhaps best showcased in the courtroom scene. That scene has stayed with me since viewing it. It’s not just a classic because of its age, but because it is smartly written, timelessly funny, and fully heartwarming. It’s a special type of Christmas magic.

[local-idiotic-texan]

epic intro 2012 ✔️🎁

LAST UPDATED: 3 DECEMBER, 2024

HI. My name is Wise!!

You can also call me Local. Either one works because this is Tumblr. :) I WAS BORN ON JANUARY 19, 2009!!! BARACK OBAMA GOT INAUGURATED LITERALLY THE DAY AFTER I WAS BORN!! :D

Pronouns are he/him, xe/xim, and they/them!! Though I am CISMale so.. yeaaahhhh!! :D I'm gay and autistic!! With some depression thrown in for spice, ooh!

I'M FROM AMERICA AND USE CST!! AKA CHICAGO TIME!! HI!! I'M ALSO IN-FACT, FROM TEXAS!! ^^

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These accounts are ones I own!! YEAAA!! :D

@ask-site-61 [ACTIVE!]

AND THESE ARE SOME PROJECTS I'M MAKING!! -

Site-61 - SCP AU circa. 2018 about a Site up in a Mountain in Iceland where people commit atrocities to one another.

Suicide Hotel - 1950s American Psychological Horror? Based off an animation I saw in Winter 2022. Currently being planned for "RENOVATED"!!

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I have multiple disorders and probably a LOT more but here's all of my issues:

DIAGNOSED:

- Autism (Asperger's Diagnosis)

- ADHD

- Depression

- Chronic Insomnia? (Medicated on melatonin for something like that, but I don't take it because I'm sure it's fine tbh!!)

- Shortsighted Vision

UNDIAGNOSED BECAUSE I WOULD BE THROWN INTO A MENTAL HOSPITAL FOR THIS:

- Intrusive Thoughts

- Suicidal Thoughts

- Peripheral Visionary Hallucinations

NOT DIAGNOSED BUT SUSPECTED:

- Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease (phlegm specifically)

- General Memory and/or Cognitive Issues (some days I forget how to write, others I can't remember anything anyone is telling me even DURING conversations.)

- Medicated Eating Disorder (Adderall sucks dude why the fuck am I full I'M STILL HUNGRY STOP MAKING ME WANNA THROW UP UGHRHRNJDJ)

FAMILY HISTORY (likely to receive more of or inherit in life):

- Vital Organ Complications (specifically heart and lungs)

- Mental Illness (Schizophrenia, Bipolar, Learning Disorders, etc.)

- Diabetes (T2)

- Blindness (already have!!)

BUT I'M NOT A DOWNER I SWEAR I'M REALLY FUN TO BE AROUND AND TALK TO AND BE FRIENDS WITH PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE BE MY FRIEND!! HERE'S MORE REASONS WHYY :(

I!!! HAVE!! FANDOMS!! I HAVE FANDOMS!! YAH.

HERE'S THE ONES I'M MOST ACTIVE IN. AS OF RN. :3

- SCP Foundation (2017)

UHH THAT'S IT. yeahhh December and November sucked for everyone but me so I just retreated to my characters...

I ALSO!! HAVE A GOOD MUSIC TASTE.

- Mitski (Carry Me Out)

- Heathers (Shine A Light!)

- Mean Girls (Revenge Party!)

- Penelope Scott (SPIRIT)

- Lemon Demon (Spring-Heeled Jack)

- MARINA (Venus Flytrap)

- Mother Mother (Aspiring Fires)

- Tally Hall (You & Me)

- Miracle Musical (Intro the The Snow)

- Madame Macabre (Toby)

- Jack Stauber (Leopard)

- Franz Ferdinand (Come On Home)

- SODIKKEN (REDMAGEDDON)

- JerryTerry (Kiss Me (Kill Me))

- Tikkle Me (Glockenspiel)

- Portal (Cara Mia, Addio! / On Your Own)

- They Might Be Giants! (Sapphire Bullets of Pure Love!)

- A Fever You Can't Sweat Out! (These Tables are Numbered for a Good Reason, Honey. You Just Haven't Figured It Out Yet!)

- Dazey & The Scouts (Sweet CIS Teen)

- Louie Zong (Miku Quartet)

- Sushi Soucy (L.O.V.E.)

- Heavenly (Escort Crash on Marston Street)

- TV Girl (Valarie)

- Pomplamoose (Who Cares?)

- TLT (Die in a Fire)

- TWRP (HTMLOVE)

OKAY THAT'S WHERE USEFUL INFO ENDS!!

I do voice acting, art, and writing on the side!! LET'S BE FRIENDS PLEASE I WANNA BE SO SILLY I WANNA RUN AROUND YOU LIKE A LITTLE RAT AND THEN TELL YOU THAT YOUR ART LOOKS LIKE A PASTA DE LA CREME!!

Feel free to message me on Discord!! (With context of course!! I will be blocking anyone who crosses my boundaries or is just unpleasant though.): TheWiseGuest !! :D

The rest of this post is trivia. =]

Fandoms I was in but am no longer active in:

- Angry Birds (2010 to 2018)

- Minecraft (2012 to 2016 / 2019 to 2024)

- ROBLOX (TheWiseGuest76) (2016 to 2024)

- Criminal Case (2012 to 2023)

- Coraline (Reoccurring)

- Five Nights at Freddy's!! (2014 to 2023)

- A Blue's Clues Christmas! (I SWEAR IT EXISTS.)

- The Nightmare Before Christmas (Reoccurring)

- Corpse Bride (Reoccurring)

- Plants vs. Zombies (2013 to 2018, reoccuring.)

- Creepypasta? (2015? I guess? Idk I watch them though.)

- The Amazing Digital Circus (2023)

- Undertale & Deltarune (2018 & 2021)

- L4D (c. 2011)

- Miis (c. 2018)

- The Walten Files (c. 2020)

- HTF (c. 2011)

- ASOUE (c. 2017)

- DHMIS (c. 2020)

- BugBo (c. 2023)

- The Good Place (c. 2016)

- Grey's Anatomy (c. 2022)

- ENA (c. 2020)

- ARGS (c. 2020)

- Eddsworld (c. 2018)

- Total Drama (c. 2022)

- Happy Meat Farms (c. 2022)

- I SURVIVED (c. 2018)

- Object Show Community (c. 2017)

[nizar-dreams]

UPDATE: If Only You Believe in Miracles So Would I

TWO CHAPTERS IN THREE DAYS BABES IM ON A ROLE!….

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Okay just for this week. I might make it my thing and try to post on holidays (aka American Holidays usually) like Thanksgiving and Christmas. Gods know I’m not planning anything big with the latest family drama and cutting the usual Christmas busy drama in over half out.

But that’s personal problems, not story update!

But that is the plan! I’ll try to get our 6th chapter out by thanksgiving and if for some reason that is a no go, well, Christmas time it is! I won’t always be able to spoil everyone with 10+ chapters but I hope the two chapters this week makes up for my absence.

Life’s a bitch, but I’m still standing babes.

So our 4th chapter made me decide to up my rating to a teen and up audience. Decided that general audience may not completely cut it but we ain’t getting deep into too much hard content — yet. That’s for later and we still don’t get deep deep into it. I could always make a “side quest” of scenes with hard conversations but I think we will role with the punches as they come. Maybe the side quest for anything that’d make my rating a mature one, but to be determined.

I’ll add warnings as we go, don’t expect any hard warnings for this “year” just yet.

And in the spirit of Dia De Los Muertos I decided I will in fact put the 5th chapter out as it also happens to fall on a Saturday, and the last day, and All Souls Day.

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Sometimes I wish I could just take my story and derail and yes it is my story but I’ve also been working on this damned thing for years and only now have had the time to be like “rewrite this and that because what the hell was I ON!?” And actually have plans and plot for this.

But enough of me rambling, another time another day — here’s the 4th and 5th chapter in case anyone hasn’t caught up, and another link to the story if anyone is new and just catching this!

Chapter 1: Because I’ve Only Got Two Hands

Chapter 4: This Town Has Dragged You Down

Chapter 5: Could Life Ever Be Sane Again?

Until next time! Stay safe, take care of yourselves! And hopefully enjoy the story yeah?