#Secret santa 2020

[vagevurig]

2020 SECRET SANTAS

Eye of Ether/Cydamai Secret Santa: Earle for RhannyStatic Friend Group Secret Santa: Kataru Eidolon for @xmooncanary Seedrian-Star-Galaxy-Secret Santa: Sonny the Seedrian for @etherdraws Inkdrian-Nebula Secret Santa: Harriet the Inkdrian(/Rabbit Hybrid) for @apricotthevixen Inkdrian-Nebula Design Trade Secret Santa for Catherine-Castle

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[riayuun]

[owlsie-hoot]

“I’ve got you.” For a moment she simply breathed it the familiar scent, felt the warmth of his body against her shivering one, found comfort in his arms that he had wrapped tightly around her cold shoulders. “Thank God I found you.”

for @shortstak87 @acgasfanchallenge

[graceisinthelibrary]

My Secret Santa fic 🎅 for @cookie-moi

Enjoy and let me know what you think 🎄

[anoninlondon]

For your reading (dubious) pleasure

[goddess47]

For @stetersecretsanta2023 for @cathcer1984 -- you gave me some tropes to play with and I had so much fun with them...

Enjoy!

[shortstak87]

For Owlsiehoot

[pethfics]

ESCAFLOWNE SECRET SANTA GIFTS

VERY, VERY LATE GIFTS BUT I COULD NOT LET ANOTHER CHRISTMAS PASS ME BY WITHOUT POSTING THESE. I don't know if this is a "better late than never" situation, but I still feel like I owe these two great people the gifts that I had promised AND big apologies for not getting to give them on time.

The last few years have been crazy for me in RL, but I won't bore you with dumb excuses, only these simple ways of making amends for not fulfilling my old promises. I will try to do better.

ESS 2020: For @gasexplosionatthescalpelfactory Some Measure of Happiness

ESS 2021: For @pikafwance Overdue Acknowledgment

Also, apologies to @radical-rad1986 for messing up ESS during those years and thank you for your patience.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

[princesscedar]

[eirian-houpe]

TMI Tuesday

I'm still here, kicking and screaming - and counting the days (count them, 13 working days) until Winter Break.

Here are some thing that have been on my radar, to relative degrees this week:

An upcoming reboot of prompts for A Monthly Rumbelling. Stargate Atlantis Rumbelle Secret Santa Grammar - Relative pronouns/relative clauses.

A Monthly Rumbelling: The astute and observant of you may have noticed that I haven't posted new prompts for AMR for a while now. Not for want of doing so, but - brutal truth moment - only ONE person (rumplesrose) was posting anything regularly, just as the year or so before, @peacehopeandrats was practically keeping the site alive, and when their account went away, and time became a premium for me, something had to give. Sadly that was one of the casualties, and you know what...? No one even voiced a concern either.

Now, I know that fandoms have slowed down, and especially older fandoms like Rumbelle, but that was disappointing. However, I refuse to give up on Rumbelle as long as even ONE person is still writing for the fandom, and I know there are folks out there that are, I will provide prompts, and so - with December - AMR will reboot.

Stargate Atlantis: When the show was still on air, and because I knew I wouldn't like what they did with certain characters in what turned out to be their final season, I set out to write my own season 5, and for years the resulting fics sat, first on a fic website that shall not be named, and then a personal website. Now I've started the mammoth endeavor to post them to AO3.

The other day I posted the first part of the second 'episode' - Chain of Command. Feel free to ask about that fic, episode 1 (Harm's Way), the series, or anything you want to know about it.

Rumbelle Secret Santa: We are in the writing period of this fandom event. I can't wait until the reveal stage where the whole fandom will benefit from the glorious gift of new Rumbelle fics. If you're participating, don't forget to enable anonymous asks, so that your Santa can contact you, and please remember to answer your Santa's ask. They may be waiting on you before they start to write for you.

Grammar: Relative pronouns/clauses: No, honestly, no link to this, (unless you really, really want one). It's just what we were teaching in class today. It does bring to mind a recent writing question though, and turning TMI Tuesday on its head, here is my question to you all: By what criteria do you categorize a fic?

[clairdelilac]

Hello!!

So sorry I've not been great with the questions ;- life suddenly got v busy for me :( I wanted to ask why Lee know is your bias !! Was wondering what drew you to him and if there are any stand out moments for you?

-❄️

Haha no worries you can ask as many or as little questions as you want, tis a busy time of year for most~

I guess firstly Lee Know fits my two most common bias features: cat personality and the 'mum' of the group.

I always like an older more responsible member and usually who has a kind of feminine edge to them as well.

He was actually one of the last member's I learnt the name of, for some reason originally I got him and seungmin confused. I think cos they both had kinda plainer styling back in the day?? Not sure.

But yeah the moment I fell in love with him was watching a compilation of him sassing fans on vlive (rip). That's the main thing I like about him is his sassy out of pocket remarks, his quiet confidence and his professionalism as an idol. He's also my favourite to draw in skz but honestly that's more to do with his angular facial features than him being my bias there's many groups where the one a draw the most isn't my bias.

I'm struggling to think of specific moments I just love when he delivers the funniest lines with the straightest of faces and also I was obsessed with when he had purple hair (orange lino was also pretty iconic, ooh also when he had that purple shirt when they did the hotel del luna parody for some reason I'm obsessed with him in purple). Him being offended when the members don't remember details about his cats crack me up and I love how he's constantly evoking soap opera-esque scenes with the members.

I will also add that changbin is my bias wrecker and if I went off performance alone he would be my fave (always love the growly/deep voiced rapper, the presence of his voice when you see them live is insane) but I vibe with lino's personality the most. I am also obsessed with cats and love cooking so I vibe a lot with his vlogs too (Soonie is my real skz bias 😌).

[inaries]

A 2020 Secret santa art piece I made for James_Whatsart @JWhatsart

[owlsie-hoot]

A Secret Santa gift for @shortstak87

[graceisinthelibrary]

Platform to Heaven - GraceBe - All Creatures Great and Small (TV 2020) [Archive of Our Own]

@acgasfanchallenge

[yourlocalsmutwriter]

A pound of flesh - Lewis Hamilton x reader

You hear Lewis coming home before you can see him. Usually, he'd stick with his trusty every day Mercedes, the electric car smooth and quiet. But today, it's the Ferrari he's taken back from the airport.

"Look who's here," you tell Roscoe, who's already throttling to the door, tail wagging.

Lewis unlocks the door and goes to pet his beloved dog, barely managing to drag in his luggage. He pauses the soft scratches against fur to hug you and give you a quick kiss.

"Welcome back." You say. Usually, he'd be spending more time in Abu Dhabi for testing, but with his team change, he was free.

"Good to be here. Let me unpack this, and then we can all go out on a walk?" He replies, knowing that Roscoe would love the extra time.

"You boys can go out on your own. You know I can't say no to your fans. I think I took around a thousand pics when I had this looker all to myself." You suggest, not in the mood to be mindful of every movement you make. Especially now, when your desire to have Lewis was increased tenfold. Nobody needed to see your flushed face and slight clench of thighs after even the smallest touch. You swear your boyfriend was coated in aphrodisiacs, you could never get enough of him.

He agreed with a promise to be back as soon as possible. He attaches the leash to Roscoe, grabs the biodegradable baggies, and they're off. You are left with the remaining suitcase and bag. You decide to unpack it and sort it out, acts of service, and all that.

Lewis' luggage is neat. Is it surprising that the grid's fashion icon is not a fan of wrinkled shirts. It's all smooth sailing until you reach the smallest pocket of his backpack. There's a bottle of lube? And a fleshlight. You weigh the unfamiliar object in your hands. Was there a possibility he got it early for Secret Santa? But then why would it be open? Had he actually used it? If he had, how much? And ho7w did it look like? You certainly jumped ship fast, picturing Lewis pumping into the soft silicone toy. Did he think of you while doing it? Moan your name quietly as he filled it up with his cum? Did he use it every time, or was it a more of a last ditch effort. Lewis, spent, his hands slick with his spit and precum. His cock throbbing, but needing something more. Needing a pussy to fuck, a soft wet heat to sink in. Him lifting his hips and thrusting in earnest, needing to bottom out. Testing out the pace, seeing how certain rhythms would feel with you.

The fleshlight captures your attention so well that you don't notice the man himself walking back in your bedroom.

"Jesus fuck, please don't touch that." He pipes up, when he realizes just what you're holding. He's embarrassed. To own a fleshlight, a pocket pussy wasn't really his style. Truth is the purchase was once a necessity. A quick dip into a sex shop abroad years ago. He kept in around, because how the fuck do you even recycle this thing. And lately it's been coming in handy (and so has he).

"But I have so many questions." You say as you're still holding the toy. Usually, you'd drop it. But this was a goldmine. So you start with

"When did you get this?"

"2020." He replies.

"Okay, so at least I don't have to worry about being bad at sex." You laugh. Lewis walks over to you, arms wrapping around your waist, lips on your neck. Between kisses on your collarbone, he whispers that you're a great fuck. But he's only trying to distract you from being curious. So you don't relent.

"Why do you have it?"

"I'm an athlete in one of the most competitive and dangerous sports in the world. Almost every weekend, I'm in a car, risking my life. So yeah, hard not to get pent up. It doesn't help that I was notoriously single for some years before you came along. Can't really have a one night stand when your face is on a newsstand." He tells you.

Lewis' hands drift to your hips and move up. You hold the fleshlight away from his reach, and he retaliates by squeezing your breasts. His fingers clamp around your nipples and twist. Despite your needy moans, despite his promises to "make it worth your while," if you stop discussing his sex toy, you continue.

"Can't you just, I don't know, take a cold shower. Meditate it away or something. Do you need to get off?"

"Who do I have to blame for this, huh? Who's the one sending me nudes, videos, begging me to guide her through it, to make her cum? Who's the one that fucking jumps my bones at every break. You got me so fucking pussy drunk that I can't help it. I need to be inside of something. Otherwise I can't fucking cum." He says as his hand trails back down to your cunt. Despite the layers between you, the rough denim of your jeans and the cotton of your panties, you still feel him.

"Does it feel good? Is it like the real thing?" You ask, still managing to focus. But your concentration is broken when he says.

"When I'm away, it feels perfect. But then, I don't fucking know how you feel. I remember, but it's not the same. So I guess that will remain a mystery. Unless you want to try out a little experiment.".

You get what he means, and you're on the bed, clothes off. You're on your back, nipples hard, thighs glistening with slick and the fleshlight right on top of your aching cunt. You expect Lewis to grab a condom. Instead he simply gets the lube. You don't need it, but you're guessing the toy does. He's rubbing your clit, while touching the silicone toy at the same time. It's the faintest of caresses, a light tease if anything.

Usually, he'd not take his time, especially now, after he'd been away for so long. He wanted nothing more than to fuck you fast and hard, to make you cum. But you had a lesson to learn. Don't pry. Don't be a tease. Don't try to switch on him. Do not take his control.

It wasn't like you hadn't been bratty before. You'd be mouthy, sure. But you'd take the consequences. Whether it was spanking, too many orgasms or none at all. And now you're getting this. Being compared to a pocket pussy.

Lewis was no stranger to using toys, even with you. In fact there was nothing he loved more than pressing a vibrator against your clit as he fucks you. The buzzing between you brings you closer, making you squeeze his cock. But this, the fleshlight was different.

“Be a good girl and hold it for me, will you. Need it steady." He reminds you. Lewis watches your fingers clench around it. Yet you're shaking, practically vibrating from pleasure.

He kept up his rhythm, twin fingers trailing paths up your slit and that of the toy. There was a clear winner. Even his high grade, vegan lube was no match for your wetness. You were so eager and needy for him, beyond ready for anything he could give you. But he was a man of his word, he wanted to show you just why you were better.

He finally, finally presses a finger against you and you're a goner.

"You're fucking soaked, huh." He asks, as if it isn't obvious. Your hips are buckling against him and he has to grip them to stop you from moving. Saying something about unfair advantage, he makes you still, and fucking stops. No pleasure would come your way if you didn't play by his made up, unknown rules. With a whine, you beg for his touch. But he still doesn't use his fingers on you again.

His cock moves against your clit, rubbing it, then doing the same thing to the toy you're still holding. He spreads it open and thrusts slowly, letting the silicone envelop his shaft. It's fine. Then your turn comes. He sinks in you and it's so much better. Your little gasp at the first inch. Your warmth, the way you can't help but wrap your legs against his waist, to pull him closer to you. He takes the fleshlight and tosses it on the floor, not giving a fuck about the mess.

"Does this answer your question? About which is better." He asks and rejoices that you can only whimper and beg for more as a response. Lewis guesses that the triple header was also hard on you.

"Tell me how it feels." He continues, fully intent on milking this moment forever.

"Feels so good, God I need you like this again. Need you inside of me. Need you to fill me up, please." Lewis doesn't hesitate, gripping your hips and bringing you closer to him. His fingers move to rub your clit and that's your undoing. His comes about a minute later when you look up at him and say the magic words “Lewis, please.”. As much as he wants to lay next to you and cuddle to sleep, he's a good partner. So he takes the fleshlight that started this all and gives it a good scrub with some water and soap. Then he takes a towel to clean up his girl.

“You know, I gotta let you find my sex toys next. Let's see what happens then.” you say, and your words are somewhere between a treat and a promise.

[jameszmaguire]

Wow! Oh! It's a good entrance, right?

SACHA DHAWAN as THE MASTER DOCTOR WHO (2020-2022)

Secret Santa 2023 Gift for @scarychristmas 🎁🎁🎁