#Holiday Gift Tags

[happydappybits]

Shop Small this Saturday!

Big thank you to everyone for continuing to support my small business throughout the year, and especially today! Small Business Saturday reminds me how lucky I am to have to have awesome customers both new and old. You are seriously the best! Thank you for helping me spread the message of sustainability while still being joyful, positive and adorable!

(One more thing...did I happen to mention I just dropped a bunch of new items in my shop and that everything is on sale 15% off? ;)).

Thank you so much for shopping small!

xo Jane

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40 Custom Gift Tag Message Ideas For Holidays & More

Discover creative inspiration with our ppt based on the blog post '40 Custom Gift Tag Message Ideas for Holidays & More (Part 2)'! Perfect for anyone looking to personalize their gifts, this visual guide highlights unique and heartwarming message ideas tailored for different occasions like Christmas, birthdays, weddings, and baby showers. Get quick, creative solutions to make your gifts truly memorable with Gift Tags! Explore the full blog for a detailed breakdown of each idea. You can buy custom gift tags!

[vizualstorm]

Editable and Printable Christmas Pitbull Gift Tags

[xofeno]

JESSE LEE SOFFER as WES MITCHELL FBI: International / Season 4 / Episodes 1-8 (2024)

[darqx]

Upgrading the 'polaroid magnet' idea of 2019 for 2023's Xmas card trades, these ones are made from wood and use actual magnets! Luxurious! |D All the poses are also referenced from actual party photos i've taken of other people, to add to the candid vibe lol.

The dreamcatcher is kind of a gag gift (yes the craft project i reffed here) for some friends. Since they don't have the ability to fight their nightmares i have offered to [try and] do it for them XD

Made from: Wooden craft polaroid (plus some backing MDF pieces), magnet, misc decorating items (glitter, wooden shapes, gel pens, paint etc). The dreamcatcher is just a storebought one with laminated paper mes wired to it

[dimensionshredder]

[lemonwrap]

Mistletoe Mishaps

This is a gift for @tetradfreaker for the 2024 Ghoap Holiday exchange, hosted by the wonderful @forsaire!! I hope you like it :)

Read it on Ao3

Ghost doesn’t really do parties. 

Soap knows this because Ghost hasn’t attended a single Christmas party in the three years Soap has known him. …Actually, now that Soap’s thinking about it, Ghost hasn’t shown up to most of the various celebrations thrown and usually made an Irish exit when he had the chance. 

Having grown up in a big family with three sisters and a plethora of other relatives, Soap is used to every celebration being made into big events packed with people. It’s the typical kind of ‘party’ thrown on base—food, unfortunately nonalcoholic drinks, cheap decorations, and about fifty people gathered in the mess hall. It’s also exactly the kind of event Ghost would prefer not to attend, so Soap can’t be blamed for being surprised when he spots his lieutenant’s hulking figure in the tinsel-strung doorway.

“Lt, you made it!” Soap grins, abandoning Gaz and a few other soldiers to give Ghost a friendly punch on the arm. “Good to see ye this year.”

“Nice sweater,” Ghost deadpans, glancing at the garish red and green reindeer sweater that Soap is donning. “Dressed for the occasion, I see.”

“Nice mask,” Soap remarks. “Wasn’t Halloween a few months ago?”

At the quip, the corners of Ghost’s eyes crinkle in a smile, and Soap’s stomach definitely doesn’t do a little flip at the sight. 

“I’d rather have a Halloween party than this,” Ghost comments. 

“Why’d you show, then?” Soap asks. “Get visited by the Ghost of Christmas Past?”

“Just Price,” Ghost says. “You know how he is around the holidays.”

“Aye,” Soap says, thinking of their captain’s insistence on ‘team bonding’ whenever Christmas rolls around. “Want a cookie? Dawn brought some.”

“Have they got sprinkles?” Ghost asks. 

“Of course,” Soap replies.

“Good man,” Ghost says in that same approving tone he uses on ops, and Soap hopes his cheeks aren’t as red as they suddenly feel. 

…Okay, so maybe Soap has a bit of a crush. Whatever. Despite what Soap’s pastor growing up would have said, it’s not a crime to like looking at Ghost’s biceps or his deep, dark brown eyes and his long, blonde lashes, the only visible part of his face. Or his ass. Can’t forget that ass. 

Most of the tables have been pushed out of the way, so it’s easy for them to weave through the partygoers and to the front of the room, where a table filled with drinks, cookies, and other treats sits. A fake Christmas tree only three or so feet tall is set on it near the edge, adorned with a handful of ornaments. Most of the food is okay, but Laswell’s wife, Dawn, has a knack for baking and brought what Soap considers to be cookies just as good as his mum’s. Dawn herself is nowhere to be found, probably off with Laswell, but a few of her revered sugar cookies still remain on a plate.

“Got here in the nick of time,” Soap says and takes a cookie, round with red frosting. Ghost nabs the cookie with the most sprinkles, a green one shaped like a Christmas tree, and lifts up his mask to take a bite. The half Glasgow smile that runs from the corner of Ghost’s mouth and travels up until it’s hidden by his mask catches Soap’s attention like it always does, pale and long since healed. Soap likes watching how it curves on the occasion he can get Ghost to smile and has imagined how it would feel against his lips a few too many times. 

“Gonna eat that or just stand there?” Ghost asks, pointing at Soap’s cookie.

“Huh?” Soap says. Upon realizing that he’s been standing there and watching Ghost eat like an idiot, Soap hurries to eat his cookie. It’s pretty good, but he’s more distracted than usual by the man of his dreams. Sue him, but Soap knows what he wants for Christmas this year.

“Why are Christmas trees bad at sewing?” Ghost asks out of nowhere, his mouth quirking up but not smiling yet.

“I dinnae ken, you tell me,” Soap replies.

“‘Cause they always drop their needles,” Ghost says, and Soap chuckles a little. He’s liked Ghost’s horrible jokes since day one.

“Alright, what does a gingerbread man put on his bed?” Soap asks.

“A cookie sheet. I’ve heard that one, Soap.”

“Bastard. Alright, what do you get when you cross a snowman with a vampire? Frostbite.”

That one gets Ghost to truly smile, just a small thing, and Soap treasures it. They quickly fall into their usual routine, telling shit jokes and borderline flirting with each other, like they have been for nearly three years at this point. 

Ever since Las Almas, Ghost has always matched Soap in every way, from being his equal in a spar to their endless back and forth bantering. Ghost was only trying to keep him calm and get both of them out of the city alive, but their talks continued long after Las Almas, with Ghost’s deep, gravelly voice haunting both Soap’s dreams and his waking moments. 

Maybe it’s wishful thinking, but Soap gets the feeling Ghost isn’t opposed to going a little further than over-the-comms flirting. They just need to find the right moment.

So when Soap watches over Ghost’s shoulder as a mischievous soldier pins a mistletoe right over the doorway leading in and out of the mess hall, he has a brilliant idea. 

The mistletoe! All he has to do is get Ghost under it, and a kiss should naturally follow. Genius, really. 

It’s a few minutes before Soap can manage to subtly herd Ghost towards the doorway. He’s pleased with his progress until Corporal Hodges approaches, smiling.

“Lieutenant Riley! MacTavish!” he says. “I don’t think I’ve seen you at a Christmas party before, sir.”

“You haven’t,” Ghost says, already getting that bored expression he has when he’s not interested in talking to someone. Soap knows the feeling.

Amazingly, Soap doesn’t find Hodges annoying because he’s American. It’s actually because he’s a kiss-ass and tries to butter up his superiors, Ghost included. Ghost cuts it short every time, including today, in which he not-so-discreetly moves away from Hodges only thirty seconds after the corporal started talking. Unfortunately, that also means that Ghost moves away from the mistletoe hanging nearby, and Soap groans internally when Ghost strays far enough that Soap can’t guide him back without arousing suspicion. 

To Soap’s dismay, that pattern continues. Every time he tries to even get Ghost close to the mistletoe, his plan is somehow foiled. First it was Hodges. Then Ghost goes off to talk to Price. After that, Soap nearly has Ghost where he wants him, and then a private taps Soap to get his attention and asks him when his next demolitions demonstration will be. Soap would usually be thrilled to talk about demolitions, but he’s a little preoccupied, damnit!

“It’s hopeless,” he finds himself lamenting to Gaz after Ghost walks right under the mistletoe twice without pausing on the way to and from the restroom.

“Maybe he didn’t see it,” Gaz suggests, taking a sip of his soda.

“There’s no way he didnae see it, Gaz!” Soap exclaims, nearly spilling his own soda on Gaz when he throws his hands up in exasperation, “Look at the size of ‘im, his head nearly touches it!”

Soap is beginning to come to the conclusion that he will not be getting a kiss from Ghost tonight.

The final nail in the coffin is when two soldiers steal a brief peck under the mistletoe amidst the oohs and whoops of their peers, with Ghost being entirely unaffected by the display from where he’s standing next to Soap. Soap is pretty sure the universe is just messing with him at this point.

Ghost isn’t even looking directly at him. Having given up on the mistletoe being his chance, Soap indulges himself by silently gazing at his lieutenant instead. Ghost is as beautiful as ever, even surrounded by half-assed Christmas decorations and holding a plastic cup of soda. Not a supermodel or conventionally pretty, no, not with his scars and face shape that gives off the impression of a very ordinary-looking man, but Soap has spent enough time trying to put Ghost’s likeness down on paper to be certain that Ghost is all he could ever want or need.

“Did you want to come back with me?” Ghost says, turning his head to look at him.

“Um, what?” Soap fumbles, mind blanking and trying to look like he hasn’t been staring longingly at Ghost for the umpteenth time tonight. 

“I’ve got a gift for you,” Ghost explains, seemingly unaware of Soap’s hopeless pining. “Meant to bring it with me, but I forgot it in my room.”

“A gift?” Soap asks, and hopes Ghost doesn’t see the flush that must be on his face at the idea of Ghost getting him a gift.

“I can show you,” Ghost says. 

Soap doesn’t even bother to look up at that useless sprig of leaves as he hurries to catch up with his lieutenant, trying not to be disheartened by the whole thing. The mistletoe was decidedly not as brilliant of an idea as Soap had originally thought, but he’d like to think he has the balls to make a move anyway. The night’s not over. 

“So, is it a book?” Soap asks. The hallway is still brightly lit, not having reached lights out yet, so Soap can easily see how Ghost’s eyes shine with humor.

“No,” Ghost says. 

“Okay, a sketchbook.”

“Still no.”

“Matching pajamas.”

“Absolutely not.”

“Something very obscure that took you months to find.”

“You’ll see,” Ghost says, sounding amused. 

They stop in front of Ghost’s door at the end of the hallway before Soap knows it. He’s not expecting Ghost to turn around, pull that damned mistletoe out of his jacket pocket, and hold it over their heads. Stunned, Soap doesn’t make his move even when Ghost pulls his balaclava off, and oh, he’s just as stunning as Soap imagined, all dark brown eyes, scars, and blonde hair staticky from the balaclava, and—and then Ghost’s lips touch his.

It shouldn’t be anything special. Ghost’s mouth tastes like too-sweet icing, his lips are a bit chapped, and the hallway lighting isn’t exactly romantic, but Soap has died and gone to heaven, because Simon fucking Riley is kissing him. 

It’s over so much quicker than Soap would’ve liked, but it’s worth it when they part and he sees Ghost’s pale cheeks flushed pink and his eyes locked right on Soap.

“Not bad,” Ghost comments, sounding a bit winded, and his scarred lips curve into a smile—just how Soap likes.

“How’d you know?” Soap blurts out. “About the mistletoe.”

“It got kinda obvious after the third try.”

“Seriously?!”

————

“Thank god,” Gaz says to Price when the two finally leave the room, Ghost discreetly plucking the mistletoe from the top of the doorway and stuffing it in his pocket. “The puppy dog eyes were starting to get painful.”

[plutolichen]

so uh @scary-grace merry crisis! hopefully the scheduling works and you get this at midnight your time.

I know I sent all of those annoying anon asks formulated to sound as little like me as possible ("Thran" as a nickname makes me want to PULL MY SKIN OFF) about clothes and rings and stuff but I ended up drawing them shirtless and not adding Bard's ring anyways because the vine was covering it. Nipples :)

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@bi-widower-dads

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sousou no frieren visuals wallpaper version

dedicated to Jenna (@userfrieren)

[circusballoon]

Video of In Stars and Time sprites of Siffrin with singing by yours truly.

Dashing through the House With all my friends in tow Vaugarde is freezing So to the King we go The bell will go "Ding ding!" Loop won't go away [Teehee!] What fun it is to start again- What fun it is to start again- What fun it is to start again Every other day Oh, loople bells, loople bells Loop loop all the way Oh, what fun it is to loop Every other day, ay! Loople bells, loople bells Loop loop all the way Oh what fun it is to loop Every other day...

this is, uh, VERY different from the usual goings on of this blog but at the same time this blog exclusively exists for the purpose of being like *POINTS* I MADE A THING and me struggling to figure out video editing for this absolute silliness feels like it requires pointing so

*POINTS* I MADE A THING!!

This is mostly for the @isat-secretsanta-2024 folks (namely @a-weepin-willow and @pearl-crystals, who wrote the chorus, so I added a verse for fun)

[prosupplyglobal12]

40 Custom Gift Tag Message Ideas For Holidays & More

Discover creative inspiration with our infographic based on the blog post '40 Custom Gift Tag Message Ideas for Holidays & More (Part 2)'! Perfect for anyone looking to personalize their gifts, this visual guide highlights unique and heartwarming message ideas tailored for different occasions like Christmas, birthdays, weddings, and baby showers. Get quick, creative solutions to make your gifts truly memorable with Gift Tags! Explore the full blog for a detailed breakdown of each idea. You can buy custom gift tags!

[wizard-legs]

I love burning cds and recently burnt some for birthdays, and had a lot of fun designing ‘album’ covers for them!!

Hey, kid. Over here… if you want me to design something like this for you… shoot me a dm..

[dreamyblanket]

Imagine how your f/o wraps gifts, be it for the holidays or just your birthday.

Are they really good? Is it a clean wrap first try or do they need to scrap the whole thing couple time to get it correct?

Are they really bad? Do they try their hardest but you can still see bits poking out?

Do they use ribbon? Stick on bows?

Plain or patterned paper?

Or maybe they'll use bags!

Do they tape it shut or fill it with paper then?

There are so many things to choose...!

[purplemang0z]

Happy holidays!! Sorry this is late guys

Also srry I couldn't draw for all my moots but if I did that I would die 👍

@chaos-ace

@justsomerandohere

@hey-imma-fangirl

@nightmaretherabbit

@fizzypopsoda-comics

@mychemicalchiroptera

[catinflight]

merry crisamsa and have your weird lamb that i saw on your whiteboard

MERRY CHRISTLER

Maybe giving boxing gloves to the trigger happy Disciple wasn't the best idea.......................... . . . . . . . . .

EPEAKIN OF IDEAS, I DONT HAVE TIME TO DRAW THESE DO ILL JOT EM DOWN HERE FOR CONVINCE (THESE HAVE BEEN SIMMERING IN MY HEAD FOR SO LONG BUT THE BRAIN GOBLIN WOULD NOTMLET ME DRAW

okayokayokayokayokay,,,,,,, hear me out,,,,, the Disciples each have their own special little powers,,,,, because,,,,, DISCIPLE.........

Buuuuuut since they aren't exactly USED to being all powerful DEMIGODS they gotta have ✨️✨️MENTORS✨️✨️ so here's a rough list of powers / teachers

Lucamisu: FUTURE SIGHT / MIND READER (Mentored by SHAMURA)

ᛏᚺᛖ ᛈᚱᛟᛈᚺᛖᛏ

Croc-pop: SUPER STRENGTH / FIGHTING FRENZY (Mentored by........NARINDER)

ᛏᚺᛖ ᛖᚾᚠᛟᚱᚲᛖᚱ

ITSRAT: SHADOW SNEAK / EREBOKINESIS (Mentored by HEKET)

ᛏᚺᛖ ᛁᚾᚠᛁᛚᛏᚱᚨᛏᛟᚱ

Terriblyterri: CHLOROKENISIS / PLANT SPEAKER (Mentored by LESHY)

ᛏᚺᛖ ᚲᚢᛚᛏᛁᚢᚨᛏᛟᚱ

jelliannn: TELEPORTATION / ELECTROKINESIS (Mentored by KALLAMAR)

ᛏᚺᛖ ᛗᛁᛊᛊᛟᚾᚨᚱᛁ

[hole34]

merry christmas to all celebrating cats