#I loved secret Santa this year
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vroom-vrooms · 2 years ago
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This year’s secret Santa was so fucking adorable, it was like… extremely considerate, so like—
Lando probably meant it as a half joke but Yuki’s reaction to his gift was absolutely adorable, it was so sweet
Charles’ gift to Max felt like an inside joke, like sure it was funny we all got it but it felt like… private and cute
Seb was so happy with his tree, like genuinely, I know he means it when he says it’s the best gift you could get, it was perfect for him
Charles’ tea set is absolutely gorgeous, I know his stupid little aesthetic self loves it
Mick and his lion are EVERYTHING— also probably meant as a half joke but it’s so fucking cute, imagine having a lion
George’s first guess being Lando and then Alex because they’re friends and they would give him presents like that is amazing I loved it
And yeah there were joke-presents but it was still all very nice
10/10 best secret Santa so far
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racingheartstopper · 2 years ago
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I mean those smiles 🥺
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lisondraws · 2 years ago
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Letters Era - Newmann Secret Santa 2022 for @k-sci-janitor !
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valentinesfrog · 1 year ago
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SVU Lawyers as Mugs I Found on Etsy Alex Cabot:
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Abbie Carmichael:
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Rita Calhoun:
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Sonny Carisi:
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Casey Novak:
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Rafael Barba:
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Liz Donnelly:
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Bonus: Carmen
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sun-e-chips · 10 months ago
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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year @laurzzz I was your Secret Santa!!!
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Nothing like being cozy by the fire holding a hot drink while it’s cold outside!
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furbhii · 10 months ago
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a piece i did for aleena over on twitter in lieu of stickers from my raffle, given that she already owns most of them LOL
they requested flug in the camp leader outfit from the Elmore short, and given that that's probably my favourite short i was more than happy to oblige!
(considering making that middle one into a sticker... he's just so cuuuuute)
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teassassins · 10 months ago
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Mat gifting Tuon a torm kitten!
@feast-of-lights Wot not-so-secret santa 2023 gift for @highladyluck from @miekkamaisteri!
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buzzybee3 · 9 days ago
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Happy halloween to everyone and my secret skeleton @drops-of-the-sun!
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This was so fun to make, I absolutely love your au! Thought everyone trying some on theme crafts would be fun!!
Hope you like it and have a Happy Halloween!!! :D
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raineandsky · 11 months ago
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this is the secret santa gift for @laffy-taffy-creations!
their prompt: "Hero that is a living weapon and past experiment, they run into Supervillain who taunts them calling them by their experiment name and Hero fighting to stay in control of their emotions so they don't accidentally cause any sort of diaster. Bonus points if there's someone (you pick) hiding in the shadows, eavesdropping, that part is optional though."
this was super fun, hope you enjoy reading as much as i did writing!!
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The hero’s hands had shook when the superhero announced their next assignment. When he’d placed a slim file in their hands, like they didn’t know the exact ins and outs of the place he was sending them to. There was a map on the front page that they didn't need.
The hero’s hands had shook as they meticulously unscrewed the little vent to shuffle their way inside. They’d been violated by the familiar stench of burning skin and cleaning chemicals, the sound of clanking metal and far-off, shrieking voices grating in their ears. Primal instinct had momentarily elbowed in front of duty, and they’d been halfway to abandoning the mission before remembering why they were here.
Let’s eradicate them. A small handwritten note left in the back of the hero’s file, as much of a kindness as an explicit push towards the superhero’s true goal. I think it’s what you deserve as much as they do.
The hero’s hands are shaking now, buried in the supervillain’s desk, as the office door clunks unlocked.
No one else but the supervillain could come in here really—the hero knows this—but their heart still sinks to see that it isn’t anyone else.
The supervillain pauses on the threshold, clearly reining in any blatant surprise before he speaks. He was always good at that—the only emotions he ever let them see was the disappointment of what they’d done wrong, or nothing at all.
“Q-5,” he says after a long moment, and the hero’s hands scrunch on paper at the name. “It is a delight to see you return to us.”
“That’s not my name,” the hero spits. Their voice trembles traitorously. “It’s [Hero] now.”
“Don’t be absurd.” The supervillain hums a laugh as he carefully closes the door behind him, like this is nothing more than a business meeting. “You are Q-5. No one gets to name you but me. You know this well, I’m sure.”
The hero does know this well. Any attempt of individuality here was met with an iron fist, quite literally. The relief of getting a name—a real, actual name—had been one of the biggest victories in their escape from this hell.
Hearing that so-called name again, that jumble of characters that mean nothing, that make them nothing, it’s– it’s—
The hero sucks down a long breath as the ceiling sprinkles dust over the room. Something deep in the building groans as if the hero’s tidal wave of emotion is boring it.
The supervillain’s gaze tilts to the shuddering pipes along the walls. Unbothered, vaguely amused.
“Q-5.” The supervillain’s voice is deceptively soft. It’s the tone of someone the hero’s about to want to be very far away from. They feel like a child again, an experiment slightly off canter, caught with their hand in the biscuit tin reserved for the scientists. “I see the power I gave you is strengthening.”
The supervillain takes a step closer and the hero takes one back without thinking. Their wrists bash painfully against the drawer in their haste.
Power. That’s all it is with the supervillain. Power, strength, violence. How can we make you better when you were such a mistake? How can I make you into who I intended? You came out wrong, but I can’t let another failure go to waste. How do I give you true power? Power. Power power power power power power—
A crack snaps its way into the floor underneath the supervillain. The hero heaves another unwilling breath. Control is difficult when their destruction is ruled by the lawless waves of emotion.
“I came here,” the hero says slowly, “to stop you.”
They grit their teeth, as if that will quell the quaking tightness in their chest. It doesn’t, not really, but at least the building stops shaking. The supervillain admires the gash underfoot like it’s a piece of art and not a consequence of what he created.
“I would love to see you try.” The supervillain smiles, the expression calculated. “Take whatever you’ve found. I’m sure it’ll be useful for your little mission.”
The hero falters, their gaze drawn to their hands. They didn’t realise that they’d held onto some of the papers in their rush to put space between them. The supervillain steps to the side to give the hero a straight escape to the door.
He’s letting them leave. It’s a trick. It’s a test. Will you try to get away from something that will never leave you no matter how far you run? Or will you accept that you belong here, as nothing more than a half-failed experiment and a muddle of uncontrollable feelings?
The hero takes a step towards the door. The supervillain doesn’t move. They take another. Another. Another.
The supervillain practically smirks when the hero gets to the door, like this is exactly what he planned. “Don’t think your departure now means you’re escaping, Q-5,” he says lightly. “I know you’ll be back. You cannot truly run from this place. From me.”
The building rumbles underfoot. Shouts rise distantly. The hero forces themself to stare him in the face as they forcibly stamp their flare of hatred down. Then they swing the door open to make their escape.
Someone stumbles into the office as the door she was leaning against abandons her. She quickly rights herself with an awkward clearing of her throat. 
“I was trying to find the source of the disturbances,” she explains hurriedly. “It seemed the worst of the earthquake was coming from here.”
The hero recognises her. A villain. Bright, eager, forever in the supervillain’s shadow. She probably thinks she’s safely detached from the supervillain’s insane experiments. The hero thought that too, once. It was only when he ran out of test subjects that he turned his interest to them.
The hero pushes past her before they can see any more of their lost self in her. The building rumbles in agreement as they mindlessly break for the exit. 
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“This will be vitally useful, [Hero],” the superhero says with a smile when they lay the crumpled papers on his desk, “you’ve brought us a step closer to ending [Supervillain]’s reign. Thank you.”
The hero is just glad it’s over. 
But when the superhero approaches a week later, a file in his hand and a grim look on his face, the hero finds the floors shaking with revulsion under their feet.
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hearts4pearlescentmoon · 7 months ago
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Cub should make the “Hi im Cleo” from when pearl was Cleo’s secret Santa
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exocean · 2 years ago
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HAPPY HOLIDAYS LOU! @levhanter from your secret santa!☃️🎄💖
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anaalnathrakhs · 9 months ago
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i feel it's so fucking stupid and ungrateful but it still hurts a little when someone gifts me something i just don't like. i don't know. i know it's dumb and inaccurate to astrain that much meaning to a simple gift, but it feels kinda like they don't know me. i guess it feels like people don't see me, like a reminder that the person i reflect and the person i feel like are incredibly different.
#two fairly recent examples jump to mind#last year my class did a secret santa#the guy who got my name barely knew me so instead he asked our litterature teacher for tips#i was doing an effort to participate a lot in her classes and discuss stuff and i felt like she was an adult i could really trust#and adult who Gets It#and she picked just. the wrong gift. a classical philosophy essay.#stuff i hate reading. stuff i hate thinking about.#i said thank you to both of them and tried to read it during christmas break still. but i was right. i hated it.#and this year's christmas#recently i tried patching things up with my parents and we are a lot more communicative now#so they've opened up that my demand not to receive any gifts was painful to them#so we had an agreement: we write open-hearted letters to each other on christmas.#and they can gift me something if they'd like but no pressure if they don't find anything they feel would be a good gift#bc i myself opened up about the whole ''inaccurate gift'' thing being one of the reasons i dislike receiving stuff#and guess what. christmas comes. they got me a printed card from an artist whose work we saw at a local art thing earlier that year.#that artist does mainly either plants or nice architecture. stuff i love.#they picked the ONE work of hers that doesn't look like that. some reinterpretation of the great wave of kanagawa#a piece which i dislike with a passion for aesthetic reasons#i had promised i'd be honest if their gift missed the mark but tbh i couldn't. it's just an aesthetic thing it's completely begnin.#it's not like they spent lots or tried to pick something that was USEFUL#so i smiled and the picture is hanging with other stuff in my room#and i thanked them and i can't express how genuinely glad i am we have a better relationship#but man i felt my heart break a little under the tree in that moment#idk#i know it's silly but it makes me feel weird. and cold.#broadcasting my misery#vent
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everelore · 10 months ago
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@ambitionsource secret santa 🎄for @mikeshanlon
In a world of boys, he's a gentleman.
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scorchedcandy · 11 months ago
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I could get back into ESO again but the "you should start Oblivion" itch is growing
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dcmksecretsanta · 1 year ago
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Hello everyone!
I just wanted to give you a little update and let you know that, unfortunately, I won't have the time to host the DCMK secret santa event this year. Earlier this year, I've started working full time (+ still working my two mini jobs) and therefore, I just won't have the necessary time to host this event anymore. From my experience during the last six years of hosting this event, I just know how much time I usually need to put into this event to make it work as I want it to work and I know that this won't be possible this year with my current jobs.
I want to thank you all so so much for joining the event the last couple of year and for being such a great community to work with. I really had the best time hosting this event all these years and it does make me really sad that I won't have the capabilites to do it anymore.
If anyone wants to host another DCMK secret santa event on tumblr this year, feel free to do so (not that you were ever not free to do so lol just wanted to clarify it in case that anyone was apprehensive about it)! Feel free to let me know as well and I would love to signal boost (and join) it!
I'm wishing you all the best and once again, thank you all so much for the last couple of years!
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battlep1ke · 11 months ago
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I love English, I just handed in a 19 page essay about relationships and for examples I used carmine and Kierans relationship, the player and Kierans relationship and Madoka and houmras relationship along with an explanation of the scvi dlcs plots and madoka magicas plot (also used examples on the relationships in the book I’ve been reading for book clubs in English but like that’s not as fun)
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