#Blitzen Reindeer

[stefontv1]

New short for my indie series Taking on the Reins. And now debuting Blitzen, the last member of the team. Hope yall like it.

[footballmanageraddict]

Christmas FM Experiment | FC Santa Claus | Part 3: Champions Of Finland

#ChristmasFMExperiment #FCSantaClaus Part 2: Champions Of Finland. Kris Kringle's team of wonderkid reindeer cruise to their maiden Finnish title and give the rest of Europe a wake-up call as they destroy their Conference League group. #FM24 Read here:

The young reindeer of FC Santa Claus had led the club into Finland’s top tier for the first time and sent the club into Europe for the 2025 campaign. Kris Kringle was very happy with his young team and chairperson Papa Elf was very happy with his manager with two exceptions: his inability to spend the club’s sizeable transfer budget and sign high profile players. Kringle didn’t need to sign…

[recipe-for-monsters]

Nose boops make a heart <3

[alliterative-endlessknot]

The origins of "Blitzen".

This is part of a series on Santa's reindeer.

[footballmanageraddict]

Christmas FM Experiment | FC Santa Claus | Part 1: Father Christmas And His Reindeer

#ChristmasFMExperiment #FCSantaClaus Part 1: Father Christmas And His Reindeer. Welcome to a brand new festive #FMExperiment as we take control of a heavily edited @FCSantaClaus. #FM24 Discover our new team of festive heroes here:

Christmas is around the corner so I thought we’d use Football Manager and, more importantly, the FM Editor, to spread a little festive joy. I started researching Christmas-related football teams and discovered the brilliantly-named FC Santa Claus, which is based in the city of Rovaniemi, in Finnish Lapland. The club, for obvious reasons, has “fans” around the world and developed a legend about…

[recipe-for-monsters]

of course the kiddo gets doted on too ;w;

[holy-shit-deer]

Blitzen (and also Donner) concept sketches!!Donner & Blitzen are siblings, representing thunder and lightning respectively. I really like how Blitz is turning out, but not really Donner…designing him has been so hard and idk why😭😭

You can Very Much tell I’m avoiding drawing the antlers

[thesoulbonder]

Reindeer Gijinkas - Blitzen

Hey peeps!

Blitzen time! Anyone say GILF?

Blitzen I had a fun idea with off the bat. So the word “Blitz” is German for Lightning. Something fun that happens if someone is struck by lightning is that they’ll get a mark on their body called a Lichtenberg Figure (thank you Magnus Archives lol). So I really REALLY wanted to give Blitzen a Lichtenberg Figure!!

Blitzen is the leader of the group. A gruff, intimidating woman whose rose the ranks and became the top reindeer in the entire North Pole. She’s Santa’s right hand man throughout thick and thin, and the two have been through their fair share of scrapes throughout the years, one of which gave her the frightening scar on her face. She’s very militaristic and thrives in leadership positions, and while the current group of reindeer isn’t as… manageable… as previous years, she still enjoys their chaotic company when away from her position.

[only-one-brain-cell]

The real ones start with Dasher before moving on to Prancer.

[mitchika]

Donna and Blitzen’s guns. I dont know enough about guns to make fictional ones but i can edit and recolour real ones.

Donna’s are green, Blitzen’s are red.

[lucytherandomfurry]

My blitzen

[blicksenstails]

An idea I had for Christmas 2022. “Blitzen in Blicksen”! What do you think of my design?

[recipe-for-monsters]

Haven’t drawn some kisses in a while <3

[obsessivevoidkitten]

How The Elf Saved Christmas

Yandere Rudolph The Red-Nosed Deertaur x Gender Neutral Elf Reader CW: Painful Noncon, nonhuman genitalia, size difference, possessive behavior, possessive sex, jealous behavior, general yandere behavior, rut cycle, reader fucked big stupid, overstimulation, cum as lube, mention of musk Word Count: 1.3k (This is your Christmas gift from me, I hope you enjoy it <3)

It was one of the earliest years since the start of the Christmas holiday. Rudolph had just recently joined the other deertaurs that drew Santa's sleigh. Not only did he have the magic ability to fly like the others, but he also could produce a fog and snow dispelling light from his nose. He was perfect to lead the sleigh.

Well... almost perfect.

A week into December, he started acting out. Behaving aggressively towards the other deertaurs, secluding himself, and acting unusually possessive over the elf who had been assigned as his servant.

That was you. You brought him his meals and made sure he was comfortable. Normally Rudolph was very low maintenance and your job was exceedingly easy. He was always considerate of you and treated you very kindly.

But lately, Rudolph wouldn't let you out of his sight. And snapped at anyone who got near you, especially if you happened to walk by another deertaur. One time, he even looked as if he was about to stab at Blitzen with his antlers.

The reindeer even looked different. His normally kind brown eyes were more frenzied and dilated. The normally straight, soft, brown hair of his human half was unkempt. And his muscular human body was always tense.

The other deer-men knew what was going on. But it wasn't like they could get near you to tell you.

Rudolph was in rut.

And he had determined, subconsciously, that you were going to be his mate.

The other deer hybrids had gone to Santa and apprised him of the situation, but he chose to do nothing about it. Forcefully taking away a rutting deer's love interest could get very dangerous.

Besides, Christmas was fast approaching, and the fastest way out of rut was for Rudolph to satisfy his urges. And really, what was the comfort of one elf compared to the enormity of the holiday? Christmas was at stake.

In your employee contract, you had agreed to uphold the sanctity of the holiday and do everything in your power to keep Christmas safe and running smoothly. If that meant you had to be a cocksleeve for a deertaur to keep his head clear so he could guide the sleigh, then so be it.

But even Rudolph didn't know why he was so irritable or why he was so odd in his behavior towards you. Why the thought of you being near someone else or out of his side filled him with rage and anxiety.

You were completely distressed. Your boss was acting so differently towards you. You couldn't even return to your little hut. Normally, you would be dismissed at nights but Rudolph wouldn't let you leave.

Instead, you were made to sleep in his house and on his soft, low to the ground bedding.

One morning, about a week away from Christmas, you both learned why he was behaving in such an egregious manner.

Rudolph woke up before you did and something about the way you lay sprawled out with your butt up in the air and your pants slightly falling off. You woke something up in him.

All his instincts shouted at him to breed this elf that was presenting themself to him. To claim you as his mate officially.

Careful not to wake you, because he didn't want you to struggle until it was too late, he pulled your red and green pants and candy cane striped underwear down to your knees. Then he proceeded to lower himself over you until he was in position.

You were ripped violently from your dreams as extreme pain rammed through you. Rudolph, now at the height of his rut, had jammed in all in one go and with no prep.

Your tiny elf body squirmed and writhed in confusion and pain, the frantic struggles sending waves of pleasure through his cock which was embedded so well within you.

"Wha-what are you d-doing?" You squeaked out through the pain.

He didn't bother replying.

Rudolph's body was all you could see above you as his strong thrusts moved you back and forth below him.

The act was raw, instinctive, and possessive. Like your personhood was being fucked away by this being much larger than you until you were reduced to his property.

Screams for help barely escaped your body. They went unanswered. Even if someone had heard you Santa would have told them to steer clear.

You cried and sobbed, powerless to remove the brute who was raping you. Though it seemed he finally had noticed the cries of his partner through his rut.

He slowed down his pace, just a bit.

Snow elves were small but extremely resilient and adaptable. That fact, combined with a slightly slower rhythm allowed you to feel a bit of pleasure as your body adjusted.

"Fuck! You feel so tight! You're just so small~ Gotta fill you with cum. Gotta breed. Gotta breed. Gotta breed..."

You whimpered as the deer man lost himself in his carnal desire to fuck you silly.

He slowed down as he came in you, and you thought you could relax. You went limp, but before you could catch your breath he started pounding into you with renewed vigor, roughly pounding you into the bedding.

Cum leaked down your thighs as his heavy balls smacked you. The smell of his musk filled the air and made you a slight bit dizzy.

The seed from the first round of breeding had lubricated you nicely, and he slid in and out of you in a much more pleasurable manner.

"You take me so fucking well!"

Your crying and sobbing gradually turned into gasps and shudders of pleasure as over the course of the next several hours you came over and over until you couldn't react anymore.

You just lay there and take, completely senseless and overstimulated. Weeping not from pain but from the sensations of seemingly endless mating.

Finally he came in you hard and left himself in a while before pulling out completely. His dick left you with a lewd squelch as at least a gallon of semen dripped from your well worn hole.

For the first time in weeks he finally felt somewhat clear headed.

"Gosh, I'm so sorry."

Rudolph picked you up, cleaned you, and fed you. You were too tired to protest.

The deertaur was remarkably tender for someone who had just taken you against your will, treating you like a snowflake that would vanish under the slightest mistreatment.

It was odd being served by him for a change. But you were too out of it to really give it much thought.

"I'm sorry I wasn't more gentle. But I'm not sorry that you're my mate now."

He was still in rut, and every single day leading up to Christmas Eve, he made you endure an hours long breeding session. You smelled just like him. As if his scent was ingrained in you at a cellular level.

Luckily, his rut ended just in time for him to be able to complete his job, guiding the sleigh without a hitch.

You tried to escape while he was out with Santa, but the higher up elves informed you that you had a new assignment.

You had to live with Rudolph permanently to make sure he never got wild again. His partner had to live with him. If they took you from him now, even outside of rut, he'd go insane. And he performed a very important task by leading the sleigh.

You should have felt honored. Not many elves got to personally save Christmas.

[breadthoughts]

No Christmas dinner is complete without venison

[diehardgngfan]

Happy holidays! 🦌❤️🎄