#WOOOOO CHRISTMAS

[londonfoginacup]

Alright y'all, come gather round, come to my corner over here. Come help strategize with me.

I'm not going to be able to afford to send out holiday cards this year. I've been hit with disaster after disaster and I've been trying very hard to figure out how to work things but the math isn't coming out in my favour no matter how I swing it. Am I devastated? Absolutely. Even though most of you get your cards in like... March... you all still send me the nicest most kind comments and I love being able to make your day brighter.

I feel like a few people are going to say I should take donations, and I might've considered that, except... I don't want to take donations only to then still fall short.

A quick summary of the math is, like, stamps are 2$ for international cards and 1.50$ for non-international. I send out about 200 cards a year which means shipping alone is about 550$, plus about 200$ for sticker sheets, 70$ for envelopes, 150$ for printing the cards, and about 200$ for the everything else of new blades and mats for cutting the dolls on my cricut, thick paper for the dolls, ink for the printer... I'm sorry guys, there's no way I could try to ask people to donate over 1000$ just for this fun little event.

So like. Truly devastated over here as I'm doing the math because I desperately desperately do not want to disappoint people. I'm not even buying irl people presents this year. It sucks. I'm feeling like a failure in a lot of ways and I hate it, because I'm over thirty now, I should be able to have my shit together. But unfortunately I just... don't. And I'm trying to make sure I can afford my cats medication and rent because my roommate has been out of a job for two months and is just straight up not paying her part of the rent.

So. I will continue to feel sorry for myself, but this isn't about that. What I want to know is what ideas do we have. I can't send people physical things, because money. But are there... other ways I could make people happy? I don't know if anyone cares about digital paper dolls, but I could just like. Put my dolls online for people to print out? And draw whatever outfits people want? Like a sort of advent calendar of doll outfits?

Help me out. Brainstorm with me. Is there some way I could make people happy that, this year, doesn't involve funds? I want to keep my 1D Holiday Queen title. Please.

[puffle-fuzz]

I did this either last year or the year before. I love this lil guy sm.

it’s december 1 where’s the christmas tail kitten bring him to me

[specsthesecond]

Witch Troubles #1

You should've locked the door.

Maybe you were a little too eager to get home after a very stressful day of studies and apprentice duties. You barely greeted your roommates when you got home, only offering a quick wave to the orc, naga and werewolf lingering around the living room before shutting your bedroom door with a heavy sigh.

You just needed this release so badly. You couldn't even change out of your day clothes before grabbing the chalk on your nightstand and drawing the familiar summoning circle on the hardwood floor in the middle of the room.

You whisper the incantation and tap it with your wand. The chalk lines glow and the portal begins to open. You waste no time pulling your panties down to your thighs, hiking your skirt up and placing your needy pussy right over the portal, knees on either side of the circle.

You only needed to wait a few seconds before the slimy purple tentacles squirm their way out the portal, around your legs and crawl up your thighs towards your dripping cunt.

You whine softly in anticipation and, almost like they can hear your pleas, one finds your heat and slides its suckers along your mound.

Others wind their way around your thighs and squeeze gently, leaving light circular hickies with their suckers. You hump up into the big one covering your cunt and it seems to understand you, slowly moving back down so the tip is tracing your entrance almost teasingly. Just when you're about to grab the damn thing and shove it in yourself, the slimy tendril thrusts itself into you. Slow and deliberate, it fills you up to about what a normal cock would.

You cover your mouth to smother your desperate groan. The tentacle inside you gives a few shallow thrusts, testing the tightness of your walls. Your legs shake, the slickness of these strange tendrils always makes you so wet and the suckers on the walls of your pussy feel like heaven. Having opened you up a fair amount the first tentacle retreats and two new ones squirm their way deep into your pussy, fighting for dominance as they set a pace thats much rougher than the first one.

It takes no time to work you to your peak, the two tentacles wriggling deeper into you than any cock could reach and thrusting in tandem with eachother while they fight for space in your pussy. Another tentacle runs it's suckers along your clit while the others grip and smooth over your thighs. You arch your back, press your cheek against the cold hardwood floor and cum hard.

Clenching and twitching for your tentacles only makes them want to squirm deeper into you, fighting back the resistance of your orgasm with even more fervor.

You've drooled all over the hand that's covering your mouth, your eyes are droopy and you can barely register anything as the tentacles keep thrusting into your soaked cunt.

You don't even register the knock on your door.

Two more tentacles make their way up your stomach and under your bra to squeeze and suck your soft tits.

It feels like being dumped in ice water when you hear the door click open, the familiar squeak of the hinge freezes you further and you whip your head around to find your roommates massive orc frame standing in your doorway.

You let out a yelp and your eyes meet his equally wide ones. The haze still clouding your mind leaves you to just stare at him in horror, not knowing how to react.

Those split seconds felt like hours but you were forced out of your frozen state when one of the tentacles gave a hard suck to your clit.

The sensation makes you moan in surprise which seems to also knock your big green friend out of his shock. He finally breaks eye contact with you to look at where the slick tentacles are still working their way deeper into your pussy and he lets out a gruff choking sound at the sight. You finally gain enough brain function to reach for your discarded wand and flick it towards the door, shutting and locking it in your poor roomates face.

You groan, not in pleasure but in pain this time, covering your burning face with your hands. For a second you consider closing the portal and weeping on the floor for the rest of your life but the erotic squelch that comes from your stuffed cunt as the tentacles fuck you makes that thought vanish quickly. You make the quick decision to let your trusty tentacles fuck the thoughts out of you as they do so well.

Unfortunately, you can't be a tentacle fuck toy forever and after a couple hours and a nap, you're getting hungry. Your brilliant plan to quickly snatch something from the kitchen and run away to your room is immediately thwarted.

"Oh there you are! Cmon, I made dinner."

Your sweet Naga roommate ushers you to the kitchen table and places a plate in front of you. Normally you would be very grateful but right across the table sits the very orc you were trying to avoid. You risk a quick glance up at him only to find that he's already staring intently at you with a very amused expression, to which you look back down at your food in embarrassed despair.

"I didn't see you today love, are you feeling alright?" The motherly Naga says to you as she sets a plate in front of the very eager werewolf next to you.

You nod your head not looking up from your food.

"Sorry, stressful day. Had a nap." Comes your short, quiet response. Technically not a lie.

You're never very talkative so this response shouldn't be out of the ordinary, yet it makes the orc across from you smirk and hum thoughtfully.

"Honestly, I figured you'd use a more magical way of relieving stress."

He says before popping his fork into his mouth, his eyes don't leave you and it doesn't look like they're going to for the rest of dinner.

You let out a strangled sigh and try to eat your food, wishing a portal would swallow you up forever.

[a-typical-nightowl]

you have no idea how long this took me 1st Row: Remi, 90s 2nd Row: Clover, DT, Pepper 3rd Row: Ava, Parker 4th Row: Lyra, Britt UTMV ocs but they're dressed up for the CPAU this took several weeks

[raineandsky]

#77

The sidekick avoids the gaze of the two heroes in front of them. It feels awfully like an interrogation, sitting at a metal table in a bare room like this. They’re starting to worry that they’ve done something wrong, and they’re about to be absolutely obliterated about it.

The first hero smiles at them. “You’ve come far, [Sidekick],” she opens. “The agency’s finally given us the go-ahead to let you into the city for your first assignment.”

The sidekick’s gaze snaps up to her in disbelief. All their hard work is, finally, finally, paying off. “Really?”

The first hero nods brightly. She opens her mouth but the second hero beats her to it. “You have a big decision to make,” he says brightly. “You need a hero to accompany.”

“That’s why I’m here,” the first hero butts in quickly.

“And me,” the second adds immediately after.

“You’ve shown a lot of promise in your training, [Sidekick],” the first continues with a stark scowl thrown the other hero’s way. “I’d like to offer myself to accompany you in what will inevitably be a wonderful career that carries you to being a hero.”

The sidekick stares at her with wide eyes. They weren’t expecting to pass training this early, and they certainly weren’t expecting heroes to offer to tutor them. They currently have a script tucked under their bed that they were going to use to convince people that they need a sidekick.

“No, no, she’s got it all wrong,” the second hero cuts in quickly. “No, you don’t want her. You want me.” He grins a little too wide. “I know all the little secrets of the city. I can teach you everything there is to know about this place.”

“No,” the first hero snaps. “He’s got a criminal record.”

The second hero’s eyes practically pop out of his head. The sidekick’s dart between them in acute alarm. “I was a teenager!” he cries.

“I know you’re not a violent kid,” she continues over his incensed howling, pointedly focusing on the sidekick. “I can show you all the good we can do with pacifism.”

“That– That’s nice,” the sidekick says dumbly. The heroes’ arguing is making them a little nervous, frankly, and they’ve no idea how to handle adults acting like children. “I’d like that.”

“I can do that too!” the second hero practically shrieks. “Peace is easy! I also catch the most criminals—never a boring day, ha—and I can show you the—”

“Give them a break, jeez,” the first hero says with self-assured calm. “It’s up to you, [Sidekick]. It’s the criminal” — she smiles softly — “or me.”

“The criminal record is a thing of the past,” the second hero says quickly. “I can show you how to have fun as a hero, unlike goody two-shoes over here.”

“Being a hero is dull sometimes. There’s no point in lying about it.”

“Obviously it is. That’s why you enjoy it where you can.” His gaze turns a little too harshly onto the sidekick. They involuntarily shrink away a little bit. “Right, [Sidekick]?”

“Um,” is all they can get out.

“It’s a big decision,” the first hero says, getting to her feet. “You think on it, and come back to me when you’ve decided, alright?”

“You can come to me too,” the second hero adds. He mirrors her as the chair scrapes across the floor behind him. “Come find whoever you want to work with, yeah?”

The sidekick nods mutely again. They’re not entirely sure what to say to all this.

The heroes let them out with feverish promises that they’d both be the perfect hero to accompany into the city. The sidekick agrees awkwardly and skidaddles the moment they can break away.

The script under their bed is crumpled up and tossed in the bin. Two heroes are in the market for a sidekick—and for them. They need to look back over their test scores, see if they can figure out what they did to make a pair of heroes clamber for their attention like this.

That can wait, though. They have a big decision to make.

Which hero do they spend the next ten years working with?

[tinkerbitch69]

So I am so hyped for all of the upcoming doctor who specials but especially the christmas one and it made me realise something.

The last time I was pumped for a doctor who Christmas special was The Snowmen in 2012.

That was also the last time I was excited for Christmas instead of just depressed.

I don’t think that’s a coincidence.

[love-addybug]

“why are you already celebrating Christmas? it’s November! you should wait until after thanksgiving.”

no, actually literally cannot do that. let me explain.

this is me when it is cold outside:

and this is me when it is cold outside but i can say “merry christmas” and listen to some holly jolly music and look at lights:

🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀

[nuggetqwq]

LETS GOOOO

[thatoneluckybee]

UHHHH I DON'T HAVE ANYTHING BUT MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY HOLIDAYS IF YOU ALSO CELEBRATE!

[rainys3ds]

NOT almost christmas

merry christmas aa fans and all others <3

[glitzybunny]

Happy Holidays everybody and every-nobody <3

[urfav-mirrorball]

one more final tmr and then im done with school for a few weeks 🥹

[hellopeole]

Y’all who are in the uk:

[bagofthoughts]

merry happy holidays and a AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH HOLY CRAP TIME GOES BY SO FAST HOW IS IT ALREADY 2024- new yearrrrr

[autism-disco]

guys will be like oh yeah let me just try and pitch that note and find that time signature and they call it a grounding strategy

[evilminji]

Fuck It. JLA? Lost in THE Mall.

Which mall, you may be asking? THE Mall. The penultimate mall. The one that exsists in the Zone. It's literally it's name. It's literally, and exactly, three shops longer then currently needed. Always. Doesn't MATTER how big that is. Always Infinte plus 3.

THE Mall is an MC Escher painting brought to life.

You walk for weeks and not once do the shops repeate, yet all are the same. It is exactly what you THINK it should look like. Indoor mall? Outdoor market? Martian Bizarre?

Maybe!

Welcome to The Mall. You are Here -> X.

The League is just lucky some of the shops use bartering. That they have magic users to guide them. They... they are running low on supplies.

They're surrounded by people. Endless capitalism and consumption, even in death. Yet? They can not see what passes for sky, here. Can not escape. Are trapped.

All they can do is walk.

They pass another sale. New burgers at the food court! Says a sign. Try the latest trend. Cooes an add.

This is a hopeless place.

Buuuut, not for DANNY! Danny has them Pariah's Keep stacks! And Christmas shopping to get too! Wooooo! Also maybe his college dorm! It's a mall! He's keeping his options open! Him and Dani are doing a "Template n Me" sorta daddy&daughter bonding trip!

Let's get matching jackets!

And-! .....wait... fuck are those HUMANS :O

@hdgnj @hypewinter @nerdpoe @the-witchhunter @lolottes @babbling-babull