#christmasliful

[napstabl00k]

BAHAHA no worries at all

gayass things

[vic-the-crayon]

My Object Show Master List:

Ask me stuff about object shows! Questions, opinions, discussions, headcannons ect. Here are the object shows that i've watched, I will add to the list as I watch more:

Object Shows:

Inanimate Insanity: All Seasons

Battle For Dream Island: All Seasons

Excellent Entities: All Seasons

Paper Puppets Take 2

Animated Inanimate Battle

ONE: All Seasons

Battle For Circle

Object Trek

Object Kerfuffle

After Schooligans

The Christmasly Object Show

Animatic Battle

Twilight Orchards

The Nightly Manor

Object Legends

Generic Object Battle

Team Room 125: All Seasons

В Цилиндре Событий (At The Cylinder Of Events)

Object Lockdown and Object Lock Out

HOPE

Puck'n Roll

Object Fallout

Problems and Solutɪons

The Daily Object Show: All Seasons

Army Object

Tiny Taco Tales

IVOS

Brawl Of The Objects

Battle For Luxurious Hotel

Battle For Luxurious Hotel Jr.: All Seasons

Azoic Assault: All Attempts

한국식 튀긴 닭 (Korean Fried Chicken)

Object Insanity

Vortexes & Velvets

Mickey Mouse Battle House: All Seasons

Liquified Life

Object Invasion

BURNER

Object Show AUs:

BFDI:

BFBAlt

TPOT Weekly

Green Blue Switcharoo AU @green-blue-switcharoo

Inanimate Insanity:

II Hazard AU @postcanon-ii-hazard-au

ONE:

Co-Host AU

Object Shows that I am a team member on:

Beefy Die 2

Competitive Adaptable Things

Non’s Obligatory Nuisancing

[cloversnstrawberries]

Hello

just wanted to Drop by and leave some kind words of how amazing your writing is! Your Hazbin Hotel Storys my favorites and putting a smile on my face whenever you upload something like that. Keep up the good Work, happy christmasly white Holidays and thank you soooo much for writing so excellent Stories <3

WAAGHDGHAH,,, thank you so much!!! this was so sweet, and you literally made my day!! o(╥﹏╥)o when I first started posting, I didn't know if anyone would like them, but i'm just blown away that so many people do, and it's so motivating to know that other people can enjoy my works just as much as i do (♡ˊ͈ ꒳ ˋ͈) again, thank you so much for sending this message!! i was having a little bit of a bad day, but this made it a whole lot better :]] <3

[neopronouns]

christmasliful yuliyaliful | noelleliful justineliful | eryiliful

christmasliful: a gender connected/related in some way to one or more of dollightful’s custom christmas dolls. can be used as its own identity or as an umbrella term for any gender related to one of these dolls.

yuliyaliful: a gender connected/related in some way to dollightful’s custom doll yuliya

noelleliful: a gender connected/related in some way to dollightful’s custom doll noelle

justineliful: a gender connected/related in some way to dollightful’s custom repaint of justine dancer

eryiliful: a gender connected/related in some way to dollightful’s custom doll prince eryi frostborne

-liful terms for dollightful’s christmas dolls (including her redesign/touch-up of justine)! all colors were taken from images of the dolls

flag id: six flags with 11 stripes, with the first, second, third, ninth, tenth, and eleventh being much smaller than the rest. the top three stripes of each are bright red-pink, very light red, and white, and the bottom three of each are white, very light red, and bright red-pink.

the top flag’s inner five stripes, in order, are dark green, sky blue, off-white, gold, and dark red. the upper left flag’s inner five stripes, in order, are bluish-green, dark brown, soft brown, white, and pinkish-red. the upper right flag’s inner five stripes, in order, are gold, green, peach-white, red, and silver-white.

the bottom left flag’s inner five stripes, in order, are silver, near-black, dark brown, dull green, and dark red. the bottom right flag’s inner five stripes, in order, are pale yellow-green, white, sky blue, bright blue, and bluish-grey. end id.

dni transcript here

[zaceouiswriting]

The first taste of disobedience

Characters: Nolan Holloway x male reader, Theo Raeken, Gabe

Universe: Teen Wolf

Warnings: None

Opening the glass door an immense odor of sweet, coffee engulfed my body, together with the warmth of the inside of the shop. Quickly closed the door behind, so none of the warmth could get out of the shop.

The nice christmasly decorated little coffee shop brought many happy memories back. Even though the staff was completely changed out, it still had the same vibe to it, like five years ago, working in it. Knowing the owner, nothing major would’ve changed since then.

As the worker came into view, that was the moment, in which it was obvious that nothing had changed. All three guys working that day wore Santa hats. The tallest of them, was a rather moody young guy, with olive skin and a handsome face, with a sharp jawline and intimating brown eyes. Even though his mood was not in the Christmas spirit, he still looked good in the costume his boss was making him wear.

On the other hand was the smallest of the three, roundabout one hundred and seventy-five centimeters, close to average height. He was well built, the muscles already bulging out of every centimeter of his costume, which was almost painted on his skin. His hat was slightly pulled back, showing his perfectly styled brown hair. Warm hazelnut brown eyes and a cocky smile on his lips.

In contrast to both of them, stood the third guy working. Obviously anxious about every interaction doesn’t matter how small. Shy, cute with a freckled face, light blue eyes, shimmering like a clear sky.

Neither of them had seen that some new came in to order, too preoccupied with their own conversation.

But as they did, even the moody guys intimidating eyes glowed up. A confident smile appeared on his face.

My feet carried me over to the counter, where all three, except for the timid guy stood and waited. Seeing the tallest and smallest of the three, undressed me with their eyes. I couldn't blame them, if I were in their place I would do the same. Only the third guy, almost hiding in the corner did something else. He looked away from me, which immediately caught my interest.

Ignoring handsome one and handsome two, I strived over to him, standing right in front of him on the other side of the counter, until he finally looked back at me. His cheeks flushed red and even the tip of his ears was bright red.

„Wha- What can I get for you si- sir.“ Calling me “Sir“, was obviously the hardest thing for him to say.

„Could you get me a caramel latte macchiato, just as sweet as you?“

The red flush on his cheeks, darkened in an instant. „I don't think, I am that sweet, sir. Anything else?“, he asked already wanting to die.

„I’m sure you taste just as sweet, maybe even sweeter.“ A dirty smirk was evident, licking your lips lascivious in full view of him and his colleagues, just as your eyes wandered up and down his toned body. 

„Your name… sir?“

„Oh, right,“ for a moment my cocky attitude vanished, to look at him out of big puppy eyes, nobody could ever say “No“ to. „N- U- M- B- E-R.“

„What?“, he inquired confused. „Oh yes, sorry, I forget the question mark.“

At this point, he was flustered over all repairs. His face was so red, that he could’ve gone through as Rudolf’s red nose.

His colleagues stood there stunned, at your move. They most likely have looked at this freckled beauty as an innocent wallflower.

As I walked away, to wait on my coffee at one of the seating places, I could hear his colleagues asking him questions, some of them made you almost laugh out loud. But you could hold it back, just in time. Disguised as a cough, not uncommon in the winter season.

A couple of minutes later, the shy guy, stepped up at the counter again, ready to call out to me, but I was quicker. Stood up and walked up to him. Up until this point, his cheeks were normal again, until we locked eyes once again, where his flushed cheeks flared up again.

„Thank you handsome.“

Just as he wanted to say something back, I suddenly grabbed after his uniform, pulling him a bit over the counter. My mouth was close to his ear, sending a shiver over his delicate skin. With my left hand, I caressed his arm up and down, feeling the goosebumps I was able to give him.

I whispered into his ear, something that made the poor guy gasp in shock. Both other guys just looked curious and even a bit jealous of us two. As I let go of him again, I winked at the other two, grabbed my coffee, and left.

For the entire rest of the day, I haven’t gotten a single message or anything. Even though I understood, it still hurt a bit.

In the evening, just after I left work and came across the cafe from the morning again, I saw someone inside I knew all too well. Opening the door as silently as possible, I was able to sneak behind that person, motioning to the two guys that had seen me to not say anything.

As she was in the midst of a sentence, I embraced my grandmother from behind, which only resulted in a loud squeak from her. But after she saw that it was just me, she slapped my upper arm, chuckling to herself, before pulling me back in a hug. „Stupid boy! I missed you!“

„I missed you too grandma. But don’t worry, we will see each other more often from now on!“, I proudly told her. Her questioning glance was everything I needed to see, but I still waited on the freckled handsome boy from before.

Not long after he came from the back, his apron and Santa hat put away.

„Ohhh, where is your hat? You looked so cute with it!“, I called excitedly out to him. Shocked, he froze in his steps, not even looking into my eyes. Instead of waiting on another reaction from him, I just walked over, grabbed his arm, and pulled him into my mine. The heat from his cheeks was enough to make me smile again. „Come on, a little kiss?“  He was just able to shake his head.

Before anyone could intervene, I grabbed the side of his face, forcing him to look me in the eyes. „Naughty little boy, do I need to punish you?“ Voice lowered, seductively whispering right at him.

„N-No, sir!“ He brought out all the energy he had left. I was already feeling his knees getting wobbly alone at my touch.

As I slowly leaned down, capturing his sinful lips in a short kiss. The moment we separated again, I could feel three pairs of eyes on me.

„What?“, I asked them confused.

„What is happening?“, one of the other guys wanted to know.

„Guys? This is my boyfriend I told you about,“ he shyly told his colleagues or maybe even friends? I had no idea.

„This guy?“ The other one asked astonished.

„Yeah I know, little Nolan is way too good for me. But we can meet another time. Now I have to put my little baby boy, back into his place, before he feels too comfortable disobeying me.“ Without another word, I threw Nolan over my shoulder and began to walk out, just to stop directly in front of the doors, turning slightly around, once again, „I hope its okay, that I will preoccupy your employee for a day or two. I don't think he will be able to walk at least for a few days. Thanks, grandma!“

Leaving the place, with my grandmother and her other two employees disgusted, curious and flabbergasted, was just enough to punish Nolan even further, when he would come wobbling back into work in a few days. But for now, I will have fun, with the looks of all the other people, seeing me carrying him around the city. 

Masterlist

[rob-burton-stuff]

10 Christmas No No’s for YO YO’s

1. Angelic choirs or young boys with extremely high voices singing popular hits in supermarkets and other stores 24/7. 2. Marzipan – why? 3. Mechanical Santa’s, Snowmen, Bing Crosby’s screeching out some unintelligible carol or song because 1. The batteries are flat/cheap, 2. The whole machine is cheap, 3. They remind me of some horrendous horror film not Christmas 4. Nasty cheese based snacks sold in jumbo tubs (cheesy footballs come to mind). These only appear at Christmas. Do they make them all through out the year? So your box could have been in storage since last January – thank god for preservatives 5. The Office Christmas Party/Lunch - nobody really wants to be there apart from the office loner/geek 6. Processed Vegetarian Christmas fayre which is the usual sludge but with cranberries added and put in a festive box to make it Christmassy 7. Compilation CD’s with every crap tune you’ve ever heard from the 60’s, 70’s and 80’s finding it’s way into your stocking. Especially grating is Noddy Holder of Slade screaming IIITTTSSS CHRIIIISTTTMASS, and that John Lennon Song. 8. Wife mis-reading the signs and buying you an aquarium because once in a garden centre you admired one (this really happened I took it back and bought some Doc Martens Boots with the proceeds – she was not amused, we separated shortly after!) 9. The sad Christmas outdoor light based competitions going on in many streets. (I blame the Americans for this - but recommend National Lampoons Christmas Vacation with Chevy Chase as Christmas viewing). Have you seen the cost of some of these lights, let alone the electricity bill! 10. Processed Turkeys filled with preservative, growth hormones and other chemicals with breasts that put Pamela Anderson or Jordan to shame. But hey it’s traditional. I think I’ll have the salad this year thanks. 

Find more writing at https://www.rob-burton.co.uk

[mogai-headcanons]

Jingle from Animal Crossing: New Horizons is an autistic GNPNC aldercervodeus aldernaturaantler alderdeertail alderdeer winter trans wintercoric cozycoric christmascoric sweateraesic comforwinteric sweatermasc popgarlandic hotchocolatic snowstimmic priholiswetic pearysoftic christmasica mirari priver sweatertix christmashoarder christmasliful yuliyaliful noelleliful justineliful eryiliful deersproutial solarian antmountean wintermagian snowmagian stagfluid frigefactansfluid antzigarfluid hibernalemian genderwinterzeit christmasgender frostedwintergender candycane gender holidaylights gender polyamgender genderabro soliangender abroveldiangender aroacegender clusianiangender blizzgender wintergender snowgender coldgender icegender wintegender redgender greengender buckgender spirideergender deergender polyamorous polyaffectionate T4T auti4auti abro4abro non-SAM mspec turian abro gay-oriented aroace clusianian stag who uses he/him and they/them pronouns for personal convenience, but is indifferent to pronouns in general!

dni link

[sodacanwritings]

☃︎ HAPPY CHRISTMAS EVE AND MERRY CHRISTMAS ☃︎ i hope you are having a lovely holiday season!!! ♡

ah thank you so much that's so sweet!! a very merry christmas to you too!! and to everyone else who sees this!

(did you pick that megumi just for me now???)

honestly everyone on tumblr makes me feel more christmasly than real life.

[marvelsmalfoy]

prove them right w/ron weasley

summary: granger!reader with the help of Ron, goes to a muggle shelter to do some charity work

a/n: so it’s my first fic, and im sorry if it’s not that good. regardless, thsi is for day 27 of a very harry potter christmas ( from @jamilelucato and @whack-ed), girls i know im little late, sorry. oh, and thanks @jamilelucato​ for the tips on how to write a fic.

it was Hermione’s idea to reunite the friends for somewhat of a muggle charity work. it was the first Christmas season after the war, and she said that you needed to be around people that were happy and hadn’t gone through a war like the rest of you.

you loved your big sister, but sometimes she had some crazy ideas that not even you were able to understand. nonetheless, there you were, three days before Christmas, waiting for everyone to show up at the entrance of a muggle elderly shelter, almost freezing.

“oh, hi, y/n,” said the (not officially) main reason for you being there.

Ron Weasley was standing next to you, wearing a jeans jacket with a jumper, with a cap that covered almost all of his ginger hair, except for the front part that was growing more than his usual hairstyle would allow.

“hi-i,” you had no idea if you stuttered because of the cold or because of the boy, but it was something in between.

“where’s Hermione?” he asked, placing his hands inside the pockets of the jean jacket.

“she wanted to get more food,” you told him, slowly tilting your head towards him, not even noticing you were doing so. “I don’t know why she didn’t already have more — it was all her idea after all.”

“maybe she changed her mind,” said the ginger, “she does that quite a lot.”

there was something about this habit of Harry and Ron that they’d talk to you about your sister like they knew her better. you supposed they knew her in ways you didn’t, but that could not possibly make them comprehend her better.

“where’s everybody?” he asked again, this time, though, the question hurt you a bit.

you had a crush on Ron since Hermione introduced him to you. well, actually, you fancied him before you even had a face to go with the name. when Hermione send you letters about her adventures with the ginger, your heart just melted a little. and you were only ten.

your feelings for him only grew greater with time, and it didn’t help that he was always around you and your family. you were also always around his family — becoming best friends with Ginny Weasley can do that to a person.

but it was just a platonic thing. Ron didn’t know about it — at least you hoped to have been discreet enough.

so, of course, it probably was uncomfortable for Ron to be alone in a cold street alone with you and a bunch of presents that you held in the bag your sister prepared.

“dunno,” you shrugged, “Harry and Ginny were coming together — it was what Ginny told me anyway.”

Ron turned to face you, and you felt your cheeks turn redder than the cold was painting them already.

“uh, I asked if she wanted to come with me,” you didn’t know why you added that information to the conversation, but something about Ron’s eyes always made you speak more than needed.

“they don’t appear to be comin’ any time soon, so maybe we should just get in?” he suggested, raising his shoulders even though his hands didn’t move out of the pockets. “it’s getting real cold out here.”

“guess we should get in,” you agreed, biting, slightly, your lower lip, “I’ve got the presents anyway.”

he laughed at your terrible attempt of sarcasm, and suddenly all the cold in London wasn’t able to take the warm in your heart away.

he walked in first, but not before asking if you wanted help with the bag of presents.

“it’s enchanted,” you said.

“of course it is,” he sighed with a resemblance of a smile.

it felt like the whole thing was an internal joke you didn’t understand, and there were you getting (again) jealous of your sister for being best friends with this gorgeous ginger.

the elderly in the shelter were like angels on Earth. not that you had much experience with angelic mythology, but you suspected angels were kind and smiling beings, just like the elderly you and Ron presented with gifts that night.

must add that you did all the charity on your own, because your sister, Harry and Ginny did not show up. in the first few minutes, you were worried about your friends, but it soon became clear to you and Ron that they probably didn’t want to come up.

to you, something else was pretty clear — they knew. the whole Christmasly situation, with charity work and hot cocoa, along with Ron felt like the type of situation your sister would scheme for you.

not that you had asked — before this night, you thought Hermione had no idea about your feelings. and now, even Harry knew.

oh, Godric, even Ginny knew, and she was, like, Ron’s little sister!

“it’s so nice of you two to give us presents,” said one of the old ladies, sitting by the fire. she had the most beautiful black eyes you had ever seen, so dark but also very tender. “it’s rare to spend a night with the visit of such a young couple.”

your eyes widened immediately, and you didn’t know where to look. instinctively, you glanced at Ron, who gazed at you with the same expression you presumed was on your face.

you raced to explain, “we’re-we- Ron and I are not a couple.”

the granny smiled, her black eyes going from you to Ron.

“such a pity then,” she sighed, “you two would have adorable babies.”

you gulped so hard and so fast, it felt like you swallowed your tongue.

“I suppose Ron’s still gonna have cute babies without me,” you commented, trying to sound superior and evolved, but just covering up the fact that the idea of making babies with Ron crossed your mind now and then ever since you learned how to do it.

the old lady watched as you and Ron interacted with curiosity.

“why do you say that? the very reason our babies would be cute is you,” Ron protested, getting closer to you and sitting by the fire over the rug.

you turned your neck towards the ginger, completely surprised with what he said. you didn’t know if he understood what he was claiming — that you were cute — but you were gonna take it as a compliment anyway.

“me?” you echoed, resisting the urge to place a hand over your heart, “come on, Ron, your babies will be ginger. can you imagine how cutesy?”

“yours will have your pretty big eyes,” he replied, leaning his head.

the conversation dragged on, you two so invested on it, that you didn’t even notice when the old lady responsible for the topic disappeared. later you supposed the woman had intended to be discreet.

within laughs, Ron confided something on you.

“sorry we had to do all the work by ourselves,” he said.

“it was no worry at all,” you replied, swallowing the rest of your laugh, “I didn’t think I’d like it here, but somehow I do? these people are nice.”

Ron noticed how slightly you tried to change the subject, but something was telling him if he wanted to let it out, it was now or never.

“but we shouldn’t have to do it all alone, especially because that was not what we agreed on.”

“hey, Ron, it’s not your fault they didn’t show up,” you stared deep into his eyes, trying to sound as sincere as you could.

if anything, it was your fault. you were the one with a crush.

“well, it actually kind is?” it sounded like a question, but that wasn’t the boy’s intentions. he breathed in and out before continuing. “Harry sat it up. I didn’t ask for it, but he probably thought he was doing me a favour.”

you stared around, taking in the place where you sit. not many old people were around anymore since it was a bit late already.

“a favour? you needed to be in touch with the elderly or something...?”

Ron giggled at your innocence, inclining his head away just a little before completely leaning in.

“I needed some time alone with you,” he explained in a seductive tone.

“oh,” was all your shocked face let out, completely intertwined in Ron’s gaze.

this new information was definitely a three-day-earlier Christmas gift. you never thought Santa Claus was actually gone give it to you, but here you both were, only centimetres away from each other's mouths.

“Harry must’ve asked everyone to not show up,” Ron continued, unsure if your response was positive or not.

“I thought it was my sister the one with the plan,” you said.

“Hermione?” he seemed surprised, “can’t see her helping me get with her little sis.”

you giggled at his mockery.

“she wouldn’t be doing it for you,” you elaborated.

“oh,” he gasped, his mouth forming a pout.

you smiled, “yeah,” and you turned your gaze away from his.

there was an awkward single minute of silence before Ron leaned in again, this time seemingly more confident.

“you know, this only leaves us with two choices,” he said.

“which are?” you opted to not look at him yet. something inside you told you that he wouldn’t be able to finish his sentence if you stared at his eyes.

“prove them wrong,” he said this part with somewhat of disgust, “or prove them right.”

you smiled, finally turning to face him.

“as much as I’d hate to prove Hermione wrong,” you leaned on your knees instead of simply sitting with your legs closed, “this will only be our fault really.”

“yeah? why?”

you placed your hands over his shoulder, suddenly brave enough to do what you always dreamed. but, before, you had to gaze away from him and stare at something above the two of you.

“is it really because of them we kissed if sitting under a mistletoe was our fault?” you teased, smirking pleasurably.

he smirked two, finally moving to place his hands on your waist, and lifting your weight from your knees to his chest.

“our fault entirely,” he played, teasing you before the kiss, “I like the sound of that.”

“me too,” you fluttered your eyelashes at him.

“so...”

“kiss me already, Weasley,” you demanded, and it was all that echoed in the room as the last old lady left to bed, smiling at the young couple.

[liya4kar]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Pocket Monsters SPECIAL | Pokemon Adventures Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lack-Two | Blake & Pearl Characters: Pearl, Lack-Two Additional Tags: Secret Santa, 2020 Specord Secret Santa, Crack, Proofread because I'm a coward, Parody Summary:

Pearl liked Christmas. Really. Well, except when some (false) "Gift Fashion Specialist Journalist" disturbs all his plans and ruins his gift hunt. Why do he has to get a present for such a brat anyway?

Screw up Secret Santa! This year, we're gonna kick some ass for Christmas!

Here the fic I wrote for the Specord Secret Santa, for my recipient Ash! I had so much fun writing Pearl and Lack-Two, so I hope you too will enjoy those two idiot’s shenanigans!

[tattooed-alchemist]

But just as I was getting discouraged, I began to notice that it WAS innovating. In among all the copied scents, some of its candles definitely weren’t in the original training data.

I went back to the neural net’s generated list and used a program to filter out the duplicates, revealing that the neural net was inventing new scents after all, candles that had blended in with the ones that already existed.

Mango Vanilla Summer Sky Christmas Almond Wildflower Honey Vanilla Pumpkin Cake Kiwi Bourbon Christmasly Spiced Apple New Zealand Stars Alpine Lavender Rich Berry Frost Snowy Alberta Night Midnight Rustling Spicy Butterscotch On Toast

But if you let the neural net run your candle factory unattended, these scents might be in your lineup:

[gspotla]

Morn. #saturdayvibes #saturdaymood Repost from @retrogimmick • The Snowman Centipede. 100% Christmasly Accurate. Idea by my girlfriend @swirlingarcher. It is the perfect Christmas/horror mashup in my opinion. I've been laughing off and on the whole time I've been making this. Please let me know if you might want one! I'm trying to see if this will be a one-off or if I should make a mold and do several. #humancentipede #thehumancentipede #christmashorror #christmas #snowman #toysaremydrug https://www.instagram.com/p/Cl_u_dqp3d0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[carneliancorruption]

I’m back on my bs

Which means a new list

We begin with the classic, Lumberly actions (origin meme)

Sheriffly actions

Weatherly actions

Christmasly actions

Truckerly actions

Disorderly actions

Bastardly actions

Lizardly actions

Fighterly actions

Lecturely actions

Liverly actions

Gremlinly actions

Waterly actions

[commu-queer]

if anyone feels like apologizing for their past homophobic actions or feeling particularly christmasly, kindly donate money to my venmo or cash app @akomok so this gay can play super smash ultimate

[mogai-headcanons]

(🍒 anon 1/5) jingle from animal crossing: new horizons is an autistic polyam gncpnc t4t auti4auti abro4abro (flag by @neopronouns) winter trans (combo flag by @beeprideflags) wintercoric cozycoric (flag by) christmascoric (flag by @genderpluvisilve) sweateraesic comforwinteric sweatermasc (flag by @g3nderhoard) popgarlandic hotchocolatic (flag by @tobastreasury) snowstimmic (flag by @mogai-place) priholiswetic pearysoftic (flag by @cinemaclubsys) christmasica (flag by @akumali)

(🍒 anon 2/5) mirari (flag by @/foxclus, either vers. is fine) priver sweatertix (both flags by @/pupyzu) christmashoarder christmasliful yuliyaliful noelleliful justineliful eryiliful deersproutial aldercervodeus (flag by @/noxwithoutstars) aldernaturaantler/alderantler (flag by @/softpastelic) alderdeertail (flag by @/chewiesgenderblog) alderdeer (flag by @/akumaii) solarian antmountean (flag by @/xenogender-flags) wintermagian snowmagian (🍒 anon 3/5) stagfluid (flag by @/cutegirlisborn on twitter, use the blue and green vers.) frigefactansfluid antzigarfluid hibernalemian genderwinterzeit (all four flags were found @/genderpluvisilve, but original creator was @/hallowgender) christmasgender (flag redesign by @/jnnyc777, either vers. is fine) frostedwintergender (flag by @/arsonsaesthetic on twitter) candycanegender holidaylightsgender (both flags by @/snowymogai) polyam(orous)gender genderabro soliangender/mspecturiangender (🍒 anon 4/5) abroturiangender/abroveldiangender aroacegender clusianiangender blizzgender wintergender (flag by @/icycrys70771 on twitter) snowgender coldgender (flag redesign by @neopronouns) icegender (flag by @/angstgender) wintegender (flag redesign by @/waxingoccult) redgender greengender buckgender spirideergender (flag by @/the-dikarya-system) deergender (flag by @/honkygay on twitter) polyaffectionate non-sam mspec turian (🍒 anon 5/5) abro gay-oriented aroace (use the abro gay man flag alongside the oriented aroace flag) clusianian stag (flag by @/spineliott) who uses he/him and they/them pronouns for personal convenience but is indifferent to pronouns in general!

queued!