#santa's elves

[room-surprise]

A little illustration for my Dungeon Meshi holiday fic "YOU’D BEST START BELIEVING IN CHRISTMAS STORIES, BOY… BECAUSE YOU’RE IN ONE"

He wanted to ask if the man was okay, if he’d been hurt, if he needed anything, but for some reason when he opened his mouth the first thing that came out was “That door was locked, wasn’t it?”

He always came in through his garage, so unless he’d left his front door unlocked all week long, it must have been locked, right?

“Locks can’t keep us out,” Mithrun replied haughtily. “All doors open for my kind.”

“Oh,” Kabru said, not knowing how to respond to that.

[yetitakinginventory]

Rise of the Guardian's Youtube Takeover

If you weren't there at the start, you probably missed the Rise of the Guardians custom Youtube Channel with all the trailers, character spots, Behind the Scenes, and voice actor interviews. If so, you also missed the fun and creative Youtube Takeover created by the talented folks at Ignition Interactive. Luckily artists keep and share portfolios so this little bit of youtube history didn't become lost media when the channel went away.

Head on over to Frozen Emotion to see Alvin Groen's portfolio with the breakdown of how they did it including concept sketches and Jack Frost's snowball fight video.

[gummi-stims]

🎄🥣Elf Cereal🥣🎄

From cornwithslime.com's holiday collection!

[sorrel-leaf-vespers]

“The best yuri is written out of spite.” -my friend Ashley, when I told her the reasons for writing this short were out of spite for Geoffrey Chaucer encouraging people to not believe in elves and my love of lesbians

Anyway it finally got done, some Elf Yuri TM for @jsketch12 ! Juno if you disagree with any of these descriptions or characterizations please do not hesitate to correct me

Anyway enjoy lol

With the holiday rush finally over, most of Santa Claus’ elves were out on the town, treating themselves to a nice break. Some were catching up on lost sleep. Some were using the leftover materials from their toy grind to make some personal knick-knacks. Sally, however, was heading to Scandinavia, specifically to the land of the Sylvanian Álfar, to visit her girlfriend. Despite the two groups partaking in trade and being on good terms, as far as Sally knew, she was the only one of the Arctic Elves to ever date one of the Álfar, since they were notoriously hard to please (as most elves who lived south of the Pole were). Sally still didn’t know how she’d managed to get on the good side of probably their most wonderful member, in all senses of the word: Lady Avylana, one of the keepers of the forests of Midgard.

Sally found Avy watering a small sapling in one of the sacred groves. She stuck out like a polar bear in a reindeer pen with her long, white dress against the brown and green forest. Knowing better than to trespass too far on holy ground without permission, Sally leaned on a tree nearby. “Hey, beautiful,” she said, not even trying to hide her smile.

Avylana looked over at her and smiled back. “Sally,” she chuckled, standing up straight.

“How’s it goin’ out here, m’lady? Need some help?”

The pair couldn’t have looked more different. Sally was pretty tall for an Arctic Elf, but she was still barely taller than Santa’s kitchen counter. She was full of spunk and sass, with brown hair that refused to lay flat on her head unless it was kept under a hat for at least three hours. Avylana was twice her height and then some, and regal and collected as they came. Her strawberry blonde hair was about as long as Sally was tall, always kept perfectly brushed. Yet despite those differences, they both took their jobs very seriously. Sally spent most of her year working tirelessly to build and wrap toys for children all over the world, and Avylana worked to keep the forests of her homeland healthy and alive. Sometimes, that meant helping each other with their tasks.

Avylana frowned a little, the glow in her silver eyes dimming a bit in her concern. “Haven’t you just gotten a break from your toy-making duties now that the holidays are over?” she asked.

Sally shrugged. “I like to keep busy, and I’m a capable gal. Besides, I wanna make sure we get all the time we need to chat, and that means getting you off work. You got a spare watering can or somethin’?”

Avylana had learned by now not to argue with Sally once she'd made up her mind on something, or at least that was what Sally thought. “I suppose there’s no harm in allowing you to lend a bit of aid.” She looked around. Her gaze settled on a few saplings in pots. “Would you like to help me re-plant these?”

“Sure thing. Can I, uh, come in?”

“After you remove your shoes, of course.”

Sally took off her shoes and trotted over to where Avy was. The saplings were about half her height, small enough for someone like Avy, but a hassle for herself. Nevertheless, Sally was used to having to lift things as tall as she was. She buried her hands in the pot, getting her arms deep enough in the dirt to where she felt some soil fall into her shirt collar, and lifted with all her strength. Up came the sapling. It wasn't heavy, just cumbersome. “Goodness,” said Avy from behind her. “Perhaps you should not-”

“Nah, I’m ok, babe,” said Sally. “Where do you want this?”

“Are you sure you can carry that safely?” The concern in Avy’s voice was tangible.

“I’m fine. I’m used to this. Where should I put it?”

Avy directed Sally to a hole she had dug prior. Sally lowered the tree down roughly, trying not to drop it, and plonked it into the hole. The whole front of her sweater was covered in dirt. Sally couldn’t help but see Avy bite her lip a little at seeing the mess the tree had made. “Oh, dear…”

“You’re actin’ like I don’t have a washing machine at home, babe,” said Sally, scoping out another hole that Avy had dug and marching toward another pot. “All in a day’s work! At least it ain’t paint. I’ve ruined plenty of sweaters to paint accidents. There was this one time-” She paused to heave the tree out of its pot. “-this one time that Pepper had the gall to try luggin’ a full paint bucket across the second floor walkways. Girly tripped and the whole bucket went top-down onto the floor below. Elliot, Devin, and I were right there. Bright orange paint, too! Poor Devin got the brunt of it, but I had paint in my hair for weeks afterward.”

“My goodness,” said Avy, sounding deeply concerned. “You weren't harmed, were you?”

“Nah, we were all fine, but Mr. Scott was livid. Pep was ordered to clean up the whole thing herself, which I personally think was a little unjust, since it wasn’t her fault. She bought us all hot chocolate afterwards as compensation for dunkin’ us. We paid her back in secret.”

Sally lowered the sapling into the hole. “I’m just glad you’re alright,” said Avy, coming over and helping her bury it. “Promise me you’ll never stand under a paint bucket again, though. Alright, love?”

“Promise,” said Sally, blushing a little at being called “love” and at being so close to Avy after so long of not seeing her.

Avy nodded in acknowledgement. “Bright orange, hm? I'm unsure how good you would look in that color. I'd say green matches your eyes a lot better.”

“Yeah, I think you're right,” said Sally. Having Avy so close to her after so long was making her a little flustered. “Hey, uh… mind if I gave you a lil kiss?”

Avy smiled at her, then gave her a peck on the cheek. Sally blushed even more. “It’s good to see you again after so long,” said Avy, brushing some of Sally’s hair behind her ear, then booping her nose gently. “Promise me you’ll tell me everything after we get done here.”

“Heh… yeah. Of course, babe,” said Sally, and promptly followed it up with a kiss of her own. After a long few weeks of toiling away almost nonstop, being alone in the woods with her partner was just the rest she needed.

[missninapea]

Merry Christmas Eve, my dears!🎄🎁

Holly's here to wish y'all the happiest of holidays and a lovely new year❤️💚🤍🎄

[the-elvenprince]

How perfect lol. ❤💚🎅🎄

Source: your middle earth home-facebook.

[rosebloodcat]

Had an idea for a character:

Customer Service Elf

They're a Helper Elf that's moved out of the North Pole because they don't like how things have changed up there and are trying to Find themselves while also being Productive/Out of the House and Active. And not just a sad/angry blanket burrito on their bed at home.

The Workshop has become less of a workshop and more of a Toy Distrubution Center, and they're just really burnt out over it. They signed up to actually Make toys, not just ship things out, you know?

So they moved south to find something at a different pace that actually Speaks to them the same way Workshop used to.

But in the meantime, they're grumpy and exhausted and it's such a contrast from their cute Santa Elf face.

[irmapril-fan1]

I know this is 2½ months late and out of season but I finally got around to this and I didn't wanna wait till this Christmas to share. Just some concept drawings I did to go with my Christmas fic "4 turtle dudes or How green was my Santa" on ao3.

Added Bebop and Rocksteady. This took a little longer. I still haven't yet drawn them from memory without reference. *cue their goofy bg music score*

[annoying--moth]

Silly Game Time: COMPLETE THE PHRASE! "Today, December 26th, is called 'Boxing Day' because today ___."

Is when the elves at the North Pole hold their annual boxing tournament

[yetitakinginventory]

Link graphics from the original rotg website leading to their games, apps, and activities.

When my fan website is up these graphics will lead you to the archived versions of these games as best as i could preserve them.

[gummi-stims]

🎁Elf's Workshop🎁

From snoopslimesofficial on tiktok!

[countessofravenclaw]

Roller Crew as Elves because I can

Hey! anyone missed my "dressing up DCLA with different things" series that started as disneybounding (I still take request for that by the way). Well, were back with some North Pole inspired outfits, given my love for the Santa Elf AU idea... stay tooned for that day of the Advent calendar...

Right now all of you might be saying: "Elli, isn't it terribly cold in the North Pole and they will freeze". Well... Elves are magic and can stand the freezing temperatures

[heroineimages]

These are delightful!

elf yuri except one of them is high fantasy and the other is one of santa's

[missninapea]

One of many Santa's elf employees, Holly!🎄🎁🎀❤️💚

[harveythewendigo]

My brain has just given me a great autistic thought. Santa's elfs are actually dwarf elf hybrids that were banished to the north pole by their parents to avoid their love being discovered and being shun by their respective races.