#Bernard the arch elf

[arch-elf-bernard]

Bernard Gif Drop. Use however you like. (Will continue to hunt for more.)

[batnardomcfly]

*That scene where Bernard is explaining to Scott that he’s the new Santa*

Scott: I believe the words you’re searching for are ‘Scott Calvin’.

Bernard seething through his teeth: the words I’m searching for I can’t say ‘cause there are other elves present.

[egotisticaleverything]

Fuck it. It may be November still but-

Bernard requests open. It’s officially time.

[myersmaniac]

Bernard x Y/n ( Scott’s niece) pt.1

Falling like snow.

It was a very snowy winter's day at the North Pole, Bernard went about his usual business, ensuring all toys were being made with love and care, he knew today Scott’s niece would be visiting for the very first time so he made sure that everything was in check and looked just as magical as possible, he really didn’t suspect much would happen today but little did he know that this particular day would forever change his life. Y/N found herself walking into Santa's workshop, it was more beautiful than she’d imagined. She was in awe of the Christmas wonderland surrounding her, she took a deep breath soaking all the Christmas magic surrounding her in, she was very quickly pulled out of her trance by a certain elf “ you must be Scott’s niece, I’m Bernard the head elf, I’d be happy to show you around.” Y/n was no longer enchanted by all of the lights, decorations, snow and other material things instead it was Bernard who now held her full attention. With mischievous eyes twinkling like stars, and a smile that could melt icicles, Y/N was a force to be reckoned with for Bernard. Though the air was freezing cold and followed by a winters blow the both of them felt a rush of warmth flow through their bodies just by looking at each other. “ uhh, yeah yeah that’d be great thanks, you can call me y/n by the way it’s nice to meet you Bernard.” Bernard had never seen anyone as beautiful as y/n to him she was like a snow Angel. As they began to walk around Bernard began to talk “ Scott’s told me a lot about you, he says you’re pretty mischievous. Do me a favor and keep that mischievousness out of the workshop we’re very busy here.” Bernard says. “ you have nothing to worry about Bernie, I’m not gonna mess up your precious head elf duties.” Y/n playfully rolled her eyes and giggled. “ and another things it’s Bernard not Bernie.” Bernard responded. “ yeah yeah whatever Bernie.” Y/n said as she trotted off to go visit her uncle. Y/N wasted no time in making her presence known as she stayed at the North Pole, always finding ways to engage Bernard in conversation. She possessed a quick wit and a flirtatious nature that seemed to make the usually confident elf blush and stumble over his words. Bernard walked into the room with a candy cane in his pocket prepared for a snack, “ you seem very excited to see me Bernie” y/n said with a wink as she looked down towards his pocket. Bernards cheeks turned 10 shades of red “ it’s a candy cane!” He said with wide eyes and his teeth pressed down together. Her playful banter had a strong effect on Bernard, of course he’d never admit it but she was slowly starting to tell, so of course she’d do everything in her power to get to him. Every day, Y/N would find new ways to push Bernard's boundaries, slipping in dirty jokes and slight touches during conversations about toy-making and reindeer training. The contrast of her innocent appearance and cheeky sense of humor left Bernard awestruck and captivated. He couldn't help but be drawn to her magnetic personality. He acted as if he could care less about being around her, as if it were his obligation to do so but she knew better. “ Hey Bernie when we gonna sneak off to your office and have a little fun.” Y/n playfully said. “ only in your dreams.” Bernard said with an annoyed expression. as the days turned into weeks, his love for her only intensified. It filled him with joy and warmth, yet also tugged at his heartstrings, knowing that their time together would eventually come to an end. “ hey y/n” Bernard said in a serious tone, y/n quickly turned her head, she could tell something was off. “ hmm” she responded quietly. “ when do you have to leave here?” He asked subtly. Her face lit up “ aweee Bernie you’re gonna miss me” she teased shaking his arm. “ no.. I’m just excited to see you go.” He said lying straight through his teeth. They went on about their business but Bernard was still worried, he didn’t really get a direct answer. Eventually Bernard got the call he was dreading from Santa. “ hey Bernard can you help y/n get her things together?” ..

[fandomhungryuwu]

I had an idea and created this so quick I got whiplash but

Do we agree

[imgonnabeafirefighter]

Christmas Day one

hey guys I am having trouble writing so please just enjoy as much as possible!

Putting up Christmas deco! Hey guys I'm starting to write this in November so that I know I'm going to have the time to write it all for both books. Thank you for reading!! Also you're Scott Calvin's kid that was 17 when they first went to the pole when their dad took over. Sorry if the formatting is weird. I write on the computer. 

     *Knock knock knock knock knock* "Go away Curtis" The voice from inside of the room called. "It's not Curtis!" The person from the other side of the door called slightly annoyed he thought they were Curtis. "Oh, my apologies dear, come in" As the door opened he saw them coming in with a big kids wagon with decorations on it. He just stared at them as they struggled slightly to pull the heavy wagon. "....Dear? What is this? My office has more than enough decorations..." They looked up at him and around the office. "Well... I mean that is true.. but can I spend time with you while putting them up?" He just sighed and shook his head smiling faintly "What am I gonna do with you?" 

     They just shrug and begin putting up decorations until they remember something. "Oh! by the way Jackie from Lumber is gonna have another tree brought over here, you have had that one for 2 years Bernard... you usually change it every six months.." They started to trail off as they got distracted by something they saw on Bernard's old tree. "Bernard?" they questioned. "Yes dear?" He said as he looked back to see what they needed and noticed they were holding. It was the bracelet they had given him for Christmas 3 years ago, it had broken and they thought he would have thrown it away or something. 

"Oh Bernard!" They exclaimed as they ran over and hugged him. "I never would have thought you would keep something so silly like that!" They hugged him tight and he just smiled and patted their back," why wouldn't I? You made it for me." they laughed, "Yeah! 3 years ago!" He just smiled back at them, he knew that they were the one and their smile and laugh just melted his heart. After a few minutes they started decorating again, gingerly taking the ornaments and sentimental objects off the tree. About 5 minutes after they finished doing that there was a knock on the door. "Come in!" they yelled, getting a glare from Bernard for letting someone in without his permission.

      Jackie walked in with about 20 elves following behind him to bring the tree in and putting it where the old one was and moving the old one out. "Hi Bernard! Hi Y/N! (I tried avoiding using it. I'm sorry :() Bernard sent a small way his way while his partner said a very excited hi back. After they left they started to decorate the tree with all the old ornaments and a few new ones. After some work they stepped back and looked at their masterpiece "All done!" They looked over to Bernard for approval and he smiled at them, "It looks great dear" 

[prismatica-the-strange]

Idk, I want to wait until after Halloween to put out Bernard/Christmas fics, but also they're so cute 😭

Reblog for a bigger sample size

[meltinginoz]

I take Christmas REAL SERIOUSLY and if you tell me “festive dress is expected” expect and arch elf on your doorstep

The beret is upholstery velvet because it was the perfect dark green colour and I thought the stiffness would help with the shape, it did but at what cost? My fingies that was the cost, it was so harrrrrd to push through multiple layers of thick ass velvet so that’s a thing I learnt

The ears are multiple layers of latex on these hooky over your real ears elf ears, then dusted with flour (couldn’t find powder works the same) and then spirit gummed to my ears, they came out super realistic cos the seam was in the curve of my ear, I also added a couple coats of alcohol paint to tint them and also some blush, if they were any taller I’d add some cotton to keep the shape but I don’t think I needed to with these ones

I did heavy blush and gold glitter on my cheeks (if I had one I would’ve done a crème blush and added glitter while it was tacky) and some dark eyeliner and curled my hair and promptly messed up the fringe with a clip cos I didn’t want it to touch my face

The shirt is second hand and painted with glitter fabric paint straight from the bottle, I drew it on the shirt first to map it out (use a pencil or chalk) which was suuuuuuuper handy but even still I made mistakes but it’s busy enough that you don’t notice (there’s a beautiful drawing I made of the pattern it took so long to wrap my head around, I traced it on insta)

The necklace was made of the funky bell charms I painted blue and an old necklace I took apart and a bunch of gold beads, the blue paint is an iridescent nail polish with a dry brushing of silver, the tassels are made from a gold trim I cut and rolled into tassels and held in place with a couple stitches and probs some hot glue, I know I sewed em to the beads, I like to think about what’s the most structurally sound way to affix something, it helps with wear and means I don’t have any last minute breaks

Make it strong cos I know I don’t wanna be worrying that my costume is gonna fall apart if I breathe too hard, I wanna run around like a lunatic!

Learn from my mistakes, ask Le questions :)

[poussacha]

Fic Writers: What's your top 5 favourite fanfictions you've ever written?

I should be writing, but I'm gonna do this. I was tagged by absolutely no one I'm just chaotic and thought this would be fun.

Starting with:

5 - ten rings

Rated E | Doctor Who & Iron Man | Tony Stark/Rose Tyler | 29k

Archive Warnings: Violence & Major Character Death

Summary: Tony Stark goes missing on a routine trip to Afghanistan. Rose and Pepper are together when Pepper gets the call.

Why do you like it? This story was from a very different time in my life. I started writing this in 2018, so pre-COVID and it was a story I'd been trying to write in my head for years. But I had this idea that I couldn't write fanfiction because I'm a published author and it would've been wrong so I came up with an entire original story for this and it was this massive multi-media undertaking that really took a lot of time and space when I could've just told this fic from the get-go. This is when my writing started to sort of turn around. It's the 5th part in the collide series (an AU where Tony Stark and Rose Tyler meet and fall in love in Pete's World).

4 - every minute it makes me weaker

Rated E | Loki (TV 2021) | Loki/Mobius M. Mobius | 8k

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Loki reflects on his past and his relationships while he and Mobius comes to terms with who they are to one another. May or may not contain more metaphors for love.

Why do you like it? I kind of wrote this story as a joke, but then I got caught up in playing with pretty imagery and purple prose. Things I'd never really let myself explore in the past. But Loki is so flowery and dramatic I couldn't help it. This sort of solidified my style moving forward. I like to take a more poetic approach to writing narrative now because of this fic specifically.

3 - what are you after? (some kind of disaster)

Rated G | Boy Meets World | Gen (Morgan & Eric Matthews) | 2k

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Summary: Eric has known for a long time that he's different from other people. He hides it well, pushes himself to fit in, be popular, be the preppy good boy skirt-chaser everyone expects him to be. Except, when he has a rare moment alone, he allows himself the space to become the person Eric wants to be and Morgan just so happens to be around to witness it this time.

Why do you like it? I was rewatching Boy Meets World and wanted to add more context to Eric as a character. I think both Eric and Shawn would be genderfluid/genderqueer and I wish they would've played with that more. So I wrote a story about Eric coming out to Morgan. It's self-indulgent and I have like a million of these in various stages of being written. Even one where Jack has to reconcile his feelings for Eric because he loves him as a girl, but doesn't feel as close to him when he's using he/him pronouns and it's an entire discussion on comphet and internalised homophobia and honestly it's really healing for me to write things like this as a trans person.

2 - coming out of my cage and i've been doing just fine

Rated M | The Santa Clause & The Santa Clauses | Bernard the Arch Elf/Charlie Calvin, Charlie Calvin/Maria Calvin | 25k

Archive Warnings: Underage (Read the tags)

Summary: The first time Charlie Calvin becomes painfully aware of his own queerness, he's sat in Bernard's workshop watching him shake his hair out of his face like he has a million times before. It's so unremarkable, so incredibly mundane, but, to Charlie, it's something momentous.

Why do you like it? When The Santa Clauses came out I was really surprised what they did with Charlie's character. How they gave him this shrill, unrelenting wife and 2.5 kids with a house in Florida. When Charlie was probably one of my biggest queer influences growing up. Like as a kid I really held on to the idea of him being kind of in love with Bernard. I don't know. It also really annoyed me how they just made Maria (her name is Marie I know but fuck that) a shitty one-dimensional sitcom wife character without giving her a better voice and how Charlie spent their entire marriage lying to her about his dad. That didn't sit well with me. So I wrote this to give him a reason to lie. And I gave him the queer awakening he fucking deserved.

1 - After Midnight

Rated T | An Extremely Goofy Movie | Max Goof/Bradley Uppercrust III, Max Goof/Roxanne Rover | 98k

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply (Mind the tags and TW at the top of every chapter)

Summary: It’s Max’s first year at university. She arrives on campus with her two best friends PJ and Bobby in Bobby’s beat up sleeper van from the 1970s that reeks of musk, weed, and boy sweat. She doesn’t know yet what this year has in store, but she hopes it’s something to remember.

Bradley is in his final year in law school. Just trying to graduate, pass the bar, and move on with his life. That is, until someone comes along to change his perspective.

Why do you like it? God. This fic. I started writing it based on an idea foisted upon me by my friend (or well, friends plural sort of) that I should write a fanfic series for AEGM based on Chappell Roan's Midwest Princess album. And Chappell found me at a really hard time in my life. I lost my job, my cat got sick, I was ill, my best friend got ill. It was a lot. So writing this series became a sort of catharsis for me. A way to make myself feel productive while being out of work, but I REALLY wanted to do Chappell justice with my works. She's such an incredible human being I didn't want to just tell easy stories. I wanted to create whole worlds to her lyrics. I wanted to give to her music what she gave to me. The freedom and love I felt every single time I listened to this album. And honestly? This is the best thing I've ever fucking written in my life. So. Thank you Chappell and thank you to my friend(s) who pushed me to write this series.

I tag @madammuffins @writingdreamer @writingbetweenshadows @bellejolras

[amidstthemists]

Excerpt from my fic ~ Bernard x OC

a/n: ya’ll don’t even have to squint to see the Peter Pan reference and I apologize for nothing lol

It took her longer than she was willing to admit to realize that she didn’t know what time the competition started… or where it was taking place. She had been properly fiddlefarting around, kissing noses and scratching behind ears for who knew how long, when she realized her mistake. Then, with the urgency of someone who slept through their alarms, she was barreling out of the stables—

—and colliding body and soul into the trim frame of the Arch Elf.

“Easy there, little lady,” he said with the whoosh of breath that was pushed out of him from her crashing into him. “I thought I would find you here,” he added, righting his hat back to its perfect angle and straightening his shirt, both of which were askew from the collision. He frowned when he spotted glitter on his shirt and started batting it away to the best of his ability.

Gale grinned, dancing from one foot to the next excitably, “You were looking for me?”

Bernard looked back to Gale, giving her a friendly smile as he watched her move. “I was. It’s just about time for the competition to start and I was wondering if you wanted to go,” he tilted his head toward her conspiratorially and said with emphasis, “as friends?”

Gale’s smile was so big that she felt like her face might split in two. Her heart warmed so much from what the elf said, she couldn’t help but lift off the ground as her wings fluttered happily. She took his hands in hers and spun them in place as she excitably chattered, “You are so darling. I would love that. You should have told me sooner. We could have arranged to have complimenting outfits. How do you feel about glitter?”

Bernard didn’t fight the smile tugging so insistently at the corners of his mouth. Her excitement, her joy, was contagious. “I feel that it suits you much better than it suits me,” he said, resting his shoulder against the doorway of the stables after she had finished spinning the two of them.

Gale settled herself on the other side of the doorway, looking him over with her bright, dancing eyes. “Oh, I think it suits you just fine. Especially the bits that ended up on your cheeks. Just a little bit of shine and you look positively Fae.” She winked.

“Please don’t tell me I’m covered in glitter,” he begged, looking back down at his shirt for any glitter he might have missed.

She watched him fuss in amusement, admiring how the glitter on his cheeks shone with each of his movements. “Okay, I won’t…” she promised before adding, in the defense of glitter, “even if it is very a tasteful and timeless look for every type of person, I guess it’s not the look you’re going for today.” She captured his fussing hands with her own and tugged him over to her. “Hold still,” She commanded gently, moving her fingers from his hands and up to the smooth, warm skin of his face. Her eyes moved over his every feature, noting each little bit of glitter (even the one so perfectly at the corner of his mouth, like a hidden kiss.)

She tried her best to ignore how perfect the opportunity would have been to steal a kiss. He looked beautiful and slightly ruffled and affected by her, if only because it was her who had skewed his clothes and it was her whose glitter was clinging to him as if it had listened to her heart and, like her, also couldn’t get enough or be close enough to him.

Her eyes moved back up to his and she smiled when she saw that he was watching her as she delicately picked the glitter off of him. He blushed beneath her fingers and smiled back at her. She liked the looks of affecting him, she had decided. It made her want to do more.

Link is on my blog for the whole fic or you can find it on AO3 under the title Something in the Air by AmidstTheMists 💜

[arch-elf-bernard]

...1994... from 2024... Ok, yeah, that's a 30 year crush ok? And I am ok with that. I grew UP with him!

[batnardomcfly]

Bernard lying his butt off about the toy Santa being the “real Santa”: I myself thinks he looks absolutely fantastic!

Elf mumbling to himself: ..this could’ve been an email

[floatingonalowvibe]

chapter 8- part 1

Chapter 8 (no one’s pov)

Bernard tossed and turned all night, his thoughts running in his head. He has a tendency to overthink everything, even though he denies it. He couldn't help but think, why did Santa let him have this break. Sure, he didn't want him to scare off m/n, but Bernard knew he wouldn't, he likes to think he handles stress well, even though he doesn't ( but he will never admit it).

His thoughts ran from the illogical “he’s going to let me off soon” to the right “ He just wants me to have a break. He also couldn't help but worry about what would happen to the workshop. All night, he felt a heavy feeling in his chest, and he just couldn't get rid of it. All the thoughts that ran through his head all night, and into the morning. Once he woke, he knew he was overthinking everything, and that he needed to calm down.He got out of his bed, looking out of the frost covered windows by his bed, watching the morning snowfall over his yard. He smiled, as the white powder-like snow was always a mesmerizing thing for him.

—----

He walked outside, his scarf blowing slowly in the wind. The smooth but brisk smell of the air filled his nostrils. He stopped to stare at the white covered trees, with the evergreen tips of the branches sticking out. He didn't know what he wanted to do with this day, as he had no knowledge of this happening. The one thing he did know that he wanted to do was talk to judy. She understood him, and he understood her. It was an amazing friendship that had lasted for thousands of years.As he made his way towards the workshop, he watched as the younger elves played around. He watched as they skated on the frozen pond, doing loops around each other. A smile crept across his face watching their smiles and laughter filled the air.

—-

As Bernard observed the younger elves playing, the urge to talk to Judy grew. He thought about how the workshop would be without him, how everything would collapse in a matter of seconds if he was not there. He felt that he should be helping the other elves prepare, not ‘resting to be sure to not scare off m/n'. He knew himself well enough to know that he would never in a million years scare off m/n,( at least on purpose.)

Bernard’s thoughts started to fade from his anxieties that plagued his mind, they faded into thoughts of m/n. As he walked through the snow, he thought of his letters, how he would go on unscripted rants about his days, his handwriting, how he could never forget the way it flowed onto the paper. He could tell when his mood was down, his writing would become more and more, what's the word, Hmm. He doesn't remember the word, but the placement and ways his words came out on the paper seemed different. (a/n: i genuinely couldn't find a word lmao)His thoughts became more about how m/n was doing, as he often worried about how his life is treating him, how he treats himself.

He was lost in thought while walking, when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps crunching in the snow. He turned to the source of the noise, which happened to be Judy, the very elf he had been wanting to talk to.

“Hi, Bernard! Christmas is going to come in just a few days, and —“ Judy suddenly paused to glance at his expression,, “ — are you alright?”

Bernard had not realized until now he had a disgruntled look on his face, as his face almost naturally falls that way. He was relieved, as well as glad to see Judy, as he had many things plaguing his mind he wanted to talk about.

Bernard didn’t want to lie to Judy, she’d been the one there for him for thousands of years, and they swore to never lie to one another.

“Why, yes, I’m fine — actually, I’ve been a bit…”

“Stressed?” Judy continued to stare back at Bernard with a concerned expression. Not knowing how to respond despite knowing she was right, Bernard just nodded in reply.

“Well, I know exactly what will cheer you up!” Judy grabbed his arm, leading him off into the further parts of the workshop, where the bakery entrance stood. He followed, almost tripping behind her as her pace picked up into a small jog.

As they entered the bakery, the distinct smell and warmth enveloped both of them, the heat from the ovens contrasting the brisk coldness of the outside. The smell of the bakery had always calmed Bernard, the smell of freshly baked gingerbread and sugar cookies.He watched the baker elves do their thing as he was pulled away by Judy. His attention was quickly averted as he was dragged into her office.

As the door closed, he took a seat in the comfortable looking chairs that were in her rather spacious office. Bernard could feel his heartbeat rising, his anxiety filling his brain. You see, he never really got used to telling people about being stressed, but judy had always insisted he tell her about his feelings. Judy brought over a cup of hot chocolate to Bernard, having him hold it in his hands. The perfectly tempered beverage warmed not only his hands, but his heart. LIke a majority of other elves, hot chocolate held a very special place in his heart.

“So,” the silence between them was broken as Judy sat down at her desk, looking Bernard straight in the eyes.Bernard took a small sip of the hot chocolate, preparing to tell Judy more about the troubles he had been facing. Although he had quite a lot on his mind, Bernard was not sure how he would explain his emotions to Judy. In his mind, he had so many words, yet didn’t know how to use them.

“Well, if I am being honest, I have no idea where to start.” Bernard said as he awkwardly readjusted himself in the rather comfortable chairs.

“Well, why don't you start with yesterday. What happened yesterday that put you, or strengthened whatever feelings you have?” Bernard took a second to think. He never really kept track of his emotions and how he felt throughout the day, even when Judy told him to.

—-

Eventually, with a lot of backtracking and talking, the two of them got to the source of all of his stress, which to alot of others can be seen as very obvious, but bernard never really noticed that it was a problem, he thought the stress of everything was normal.

“Bernard, i want you to understand that the stress you are feeling is completely valid, and that you need to speak up about it,” Judy started on the usual lecture she would tell all the other elves, “ you need to speak out about it to someone before it gets too bad.” He was always told that, but he never knew how to do it. It was always more easy said than done.

“Ok.” he knew that was a crappy answer, just brushing off everything she just said, but it was all he could say about the matter.

Judy couldn't help but give him a look of pity, one that he always hated. Bernard hated to be pitied. It made him feel like a child again. Like he was small and didn't have any power.

a/n: this is part 1 finished! Part 2 is going to be posted (hopefully) later today!

[myersmaniac]

Y’all thanksgiving is over which means my entire personality is dedicated to my life long love Bernard

[fandomhungryuwu]

So I thought I would share some of my art here. I’m startin out lol and these are some of my first drawing of homeboy (kinda feel like they got worse each time idk)

[hearts2bernard]

Taking requests on Bernard, All of them will be completed tonight I’m feeling energized and just in the mood to write so feel free to request <3