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For @umbramatic for Slayers Secret Santa 2023!

Sorry for the delay, I hope you enjoy!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Slayers (Anime & Manga) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Lina Inverse, Amelia Wil Tesla Seyruun, Gourry Gabriev, Zelgadis Greywords, Xellos (Slayers), Filia ul Copt Additional Tags: Dungeon and Dragons - Freeform, Random Fun, Need more dice, Filia is not a nun, Xellos is a chaotic neutral DM Summary:

Xellos brings the group a fun new game that he found while looking for Claire Bible manuscripts.

Stuck at a tavern in the rain the group decides to play a fun game.

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Here's my work for Slayers Secret Santa enjoy Lina sneaking a kiss :3 @nekochanpurr

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Secret Santa gift for Chibiaichan on the Slayers Discord.

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For @wizzika from Psy4594 (on Discord)

Psy said: "Merry Xmas and sorry for the late submission Wizzika. I was your Secret Santa this year. I hope you enjoy your gift because Xellos' hair raised my blood pressure lol..."

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Prompt: Lina got hit with a Lust spell and Gourry, the himbo, is trying to fight her off of him. He is losing that battle.

My Secret Santa this year was the lovely Psy on our Discord (I don't think she has a Tumblr.) I actually finished this last week and was planning to get a part 2 done, but with work I don't think it's going to happen by the end of the month, so y'all will just have to wait on the goofy follow-up!

Had a lot of fun with this one though, not the least of which was inspired by Lina's new costume and those booty shorts. Booty shorts!

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Slayers Secret Santa 2023

For this year's Secret Santa, my giftee is @gullwhacker! All of his prompts were fantastic, and I blended two of my favorites into one short story where neither Lina's ribs nor Zelgadis' dignity survives.

Read "Free to a Good Home" on Ao3

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@duskoknight

I was your secret Santa! I hope you enjoy it!

Zel and Amelia at an arcade. Amelia's about to break the punch game. :D

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Hi, @nocturnalmonarch ! I'm your Secret Santa! I went for your prompt "Lina gets surprised under the mistletoe". I'm not very good at crack humour but I hope you like it anyway. :3

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For @eldarianduelist, from Tira_chan (on Discord)!

Tira said: "Sorry I didn't draw him being bullied, but I hope you like it!! Happy belated holidays!"

Bonus original meme:

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Fic: wolf story (it's about me, it's about you)

Title: wolf story (it's about me, it's about you)

Fandom: slayers

Pairing: xelloss/sherra

Rating: T

Summary: The movement harsh and sudden, more like punch to the face than a kiss.

Had they been human, it would have hurt.

Instead, Xelloss laughs. She tastes like candy, like brandy-soaked sweets.

Info: whats this? my Secret Santa fic for the @slayersweek yule exchange is out before the 30th? truly, a sign of the end times. haha, I hope you like this one @sherrasama! i had a lot of fun and a lot of ideas for this fic, but I settled on this strange form of monstrous flirting/play-pretend at human affection. I had a bit of a hard time with Sherra, but I hope I did her justice considering how close she is to you ;w; I tried to work in that daddy issues prompt into the fic, but it's more peripheral than anything.

AO3 ver

It's a bit like playing pretend.

Sherra's fists ball on his chest as she scowls up at him, her young, fresh face scrunched at the nose, her lips pursed mulishly. She grips at the yellow fabric of his shirt, the sensation translating over to his astral form as her magic sparks with the force of her ire.

Xelloss smiles, lifting his hand slowly to card his fingers through her hair. Watching with passive curiosity as her mouth drops, sucking in a small, shuddering gasp. Threading just the barest whisper of his magic through his touch, he coils a strand of hair around his index finger, caressing the edges of her astral body.

Sherra swallows, her eyes darting away from his as he continues to smile placidly. "That feels strange." Her face scrunches, showing a hint of sharp white teeth, like a child told to eat their vegetables. Palms spreading out over his chest, she hesitates for a moment before looping her arms around the back of his neck. "Humans like this?" She asks, head tilting to the side. Her fingertips whisper over the blunt ends of his hair, the pulse of magic is more intentional this time, a wisp of her astral body sliding over his. A shiver thrills down his spine at the motion, catching Xelloss slightly off guard. "Makes no sense to me," she huffs, mulish. Yet she doesn't pull away from their half embrace.

Her interest was obviously caught, still curious about this little game they'd started, for all her dislike of humans. But ah, she is young. He forgets how young she is, sometimes. Mistress Zelas had dismissively called her ' half-baked, in more ways than one,' once. He didn't disagree, but...neither did he fully agree either. Like a sword sharpened from a blank, rather than the arduous process of folding steel-- an effective weapon nonetheless, but it would take work and time to elevate its lethality. The potential was there, someone needed only to hone her blade. Refine her edges, strengthen her steel, rewrap the bindings around her hilt.

With a sharpened edge, perhaps even a half-baked monster could be a true asset. Effective, efficient, and utterly impossible for someone like her creator.

It was truly a pity. Xellos wonders what Sherra could be if only given the opportunity to be refined.

His eyes slide open, gazing at her with wry amusement. "They do," he says, watching as sky-blue strands fall into her eyes girlishly. "They like many things that make no sense," he begins, cupping her face, he strokes the corner of her eye with his gloved thumb. Tracing her mulish, pouting mouth with his other hand, he traces the fetching curve of her cupid's bow. "But some of the things they like are pleasant enough to indulge in."

Her lips are very pink, unexpectedly soft. Xelloss wonders if Sherra had the vanity for it, or if it was her creator once more. Form over function, convenience over quality.

Taken in by a whim, he tightens his grip on her chin, tilting her up as he leans in. He feels her astral body coil beneath her soft skin, her shoulders raising around her ears as she tenses. Her eyes slip shut, the furrow between her brow deepening but she doesn't shrug off his touch. Instead, her breath is caught with anticipation, stuttering to a complete stop as he slides his mouth over hers. He chuckles against her lips, his ever-present smile presses into the shape of her frown.

A bloom of emotions spreads across his pallet, sweet with embarrassment, a hint of spice as confusion morphs into anger because it's easier for Sherra to deal with. Xelloss laughs again into the kiss, his smile growing wider as his mouth slides against hers, finding its way to her flushed cheek. Pecking her with mock sweetness, Xelloss tastes the way her embarrassed temper flares along with her astral body, writhing under her skin as her hands tighten on his shoulders.

Yet instead of violent retaliation, Sherra growls and pulls him back to her mouth. The movement harsh and sudden, more like a punch to the face than a kiss.

Had they been human, it would have hurt.

Instead, Xelloss laughs. She tastes like candy, like brandy-soaked sweets.

Sherra snaps at him, "Are you trying to scare me away? Or--" She flutters another mulish kiss against his mouth, her lips pursed like a child kissing their parent even as she claws over his shoulder, keeping him from running away. "Or-- or," she stumbles, trying to catch her breath though neither of them needs it. She pulls back, Sherra's fierce, young eyes flashing with malcontent. "Are you making fun of me?"

Xelloss' dark eyes slide open as he cups his hand over the nape of her neck, deceptively gentle.

A wolf resting fangs delicately on the throat of another.

"I was just thinking," he says, raking astral claws down her back, feeling her shiver and press against him. A thin reedy growl built in her throat as she kisses the corner of his mouth, astral teeth nipping at his cheek. "You could be strong. You could be useful." He smiles. "I hope your master sees that."

He doubts it, but the young always like to dream there's a chance. It's nearly foreign, for a monster like him, but Xelloss hopes-- truly hopes he can see Sherra honed to perfection. The destruction would be lovely; her temper and naivety and strength held such succulent promise, be she an enemy or an ally. Plots and amusements both dancing in his mind's eye, something he doubted her creator could envision. Pity, once more.

"Of course he will," Sherra huffs, but her eyes glitter greedily as she pulls herself closer. Going on tip-toe as she bites at his throat through his shirt collar, the action more familiar to her than their facade of affection. Missplaced, lovely, pride brightening her astral body, making her sweet face glow. "My master knows me better than anyone."

Xelloss laughs.

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Slayers Secret Santa for @tarahime, sorry it's a bit late this year. Hope you enjoy it, it was a bit difficult but it seemed like the prompt you were most interested in.

merry christmas~~

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Merry belated Christmas to @third-half , I was your @slayersweek secret santa ☃️. please excuse me for taking so long to finish this , it was quite difficult to draw the gang without their fantasy outfits and still make them look like themselves so I redid the drawing a couple of times😭, still not sure i pulled it off tbh. But anyway hope you had a great Christmas and New Year ,hope this yer treats you well !💕💕💕

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Slayers Secret Santa 2023 *Zelame Gift for my SS Ameria!*