#secret santa event

[smolvenger]

It's Christmas, After All (Loki x fem! Reader Oneshot)

Summary: It seems you are spending Christmas alone...until Loki joins you.

Word Count: 4987

Warnings: SMUT!! 18+ (Thigh riding, blowjobs, sex on a chair and table, doggy style, p in v sex, orgasm denial), Spoilers for Loki season 2, lots of angst in the beginning with loneliness until it becomes tooth rotting mega indulgent fluff. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays, y'all!

DICK-Tionary: Smut starts at "Gladly" and ends at "Panting, you held onto each other as he helped you down."

A/N: Hi there @loz-3!! I am your Secret Santa for @fictive-sl0th's event! Happy Holidays and I hope you enjoy it and don't mind how super indulgent and wild it gets! Happiest of holidays to you!!! :) I hope it makes you happy this season and all year around!!!

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It should be a special day. 

But here you were. Doing the same things as normal. Your same coffee. Your same breakfast. Your same place. Scrolling the same apps on the same phone. The same sky. The same weather. Only with some festive decorations around the place. Once it had cheered you up to see lights amid the gloomy weather. Now it made the place seem gaudy.

Social media was all the same. Smiling, happy people with their families and significant others and friends. How was it that people had big friend groups in real life as adults and did things together constantly? It felt like no matter how hard you reached out at work….they weren’t interested. You saw one girl from college with her husband and two little kids all in matching pajamas. You wished partly to get one of those pajamas. Because no matter what tacky red plaid set you got, you at least belonged to a group that all wore the same set. That you were included. One of something.

It didn’t feel like a holiday or a special day. Especially not Christmas- the day that was supposed to be the best of the year. To think you didn’t have work. Then at least you would have something to do, to get your mind off everything. 

But no. Only quiet, lonely, long hours on a day of gathering and joy. Only there was no one to gather with. And the joy you were trying to make yourself feel…was nothing.

You were living on your own with a roommate. And she was off with her boyfriend to be all heart eyes and then eat casseroles with his family.

Your parents had booked a trip. They said they were sorry but next time they would bring you. And off they were at some tourist spot. You wished you could go- as tacky as the place was, as much as you had seen it top to bottom… it meant you could at least play cards and drink wine and cook meals with them on this holiday.

All of your friends lived far away in other places. Some were doing amazing things. Incredible jobs and opportunities. Greatness was reached for them…..but not for you. Some lived in town but grew apart- getting married. Or onto their own lives. Regularly posting pictures about their own “best friends.” Best friends who weren’t you.

You had befriended the Avengers, but off they went to either save the world or to their own families to celebrate. You knew Thor and Loki would go to Asgard for a feast with their family to commemorate Yule. Much less Loki- the handsome, charming trickster god probably had better things to you than deal with you...at least any more than friendship. A tiny one began between you two as you talked. But no…you were overthinking. What would he even see in you? You likely weren’t even his type! At least he didn’t notice your ogling when he was in the room. But…he was a god. He could have whoever he wanted….and not likely you. 

You looked down at the texts you sent over to your sister and her husband. They were the only true, close friends in town you had. 

“Hi there Sydney! I'm just asking- could I come over for Christmas? I want to just hang out!”

It was sent and Read on December 20th. No reply.

Then at the text over with your brother-in-law.

“Hey, there Sam! Can I come over and celebrate with you guys? I can bake something and bring it over! Plus I can’t wait to see your faces when you open my gifts!”

Sent December 22nd. No reply.

Once you have done everything together with your sister. Then she got married and suddenly…she had someone else. And you had no one. You then still tried to reach out to them. Going to movies, enjoying little family dinners, hanging out, and even sleeping over at each others’ houses. 

Now…nothing. You looked at another text you sent them.

“Hey, Sydney! I’m free tomorrow- want to watch that movie we both discussed for the longest time seeing?”

Sent on December 18th. Read. No response. 

It was like you no longer mattered to them anymore.

You wanted to yell at them. You wanted to march over to their place, open the door, and scream at both of them. Throw an angry tantrum like a child. How dare they ignore you. Leave you alone- they were all you had. The only live friends they had outside of a bunch of superheroes and gods who were always busy. You wanted to throw something at them. Yell that they never replied to your messages. That suddenly you were ignored and unimportant. That they were all you had and accusing them of treating you like dirt. Call them out for their shortcomings as you cursed and called them harsh words. You wanted to tear them both apart. 

But…that was Destroying what good relationships you had with your sister and your brother-in-law. At least that’s what your mother would say. 

But…you knew there was a chance they were both working on Christmas with their jobs. They worked night jobs and slept all day. They refused to go to things you planned to do with them due to “needing to sleep.” They had to make ends meet and It wasn’t fair on their end.

Yet on Christmas, it wasn’t fair on their end. 

You ruminated more on them. Sydney and Sam, spend their days sleepily cuddling, binging streaming shows, cooking, and working nights. Discussing baby names and having one when they clearly couldn’t afford the rent increase. Their impracticality and sometimes immaturity. yet you loved them. But it was like they were in a bubble. Wrapped up in their little world. At least, Happy and in love. You wanted to be in love, to be loved, wanted, included….and here you were…alone.

Unloved. Unwanted. Unincluded. 

You knew if you watched any Christmas movies, you would be surrounded by images of people smiling in groups. People were with their spouses, lovers, friends, and families all smiling and happy. Even if there was conflict like in any movie and someone was left in solitude…later they would all hurry in full of chatter and laughter and smiles.  Because belonging, being wanted, was now just a fantasy.

You sat down on the couch and cried. What was worst of all - It was your favorite holiday. The lights, decorations, hope, music, food, beauty, joy- yet you were spending it alone. 

Because you weren’t wanted anywhere by anyone. 

You were spending it and closing the year as a failure. A lonely, awful failure. 

The tears rolled down, making you gasp for breath and continue to sob. Curling up in the fetal position on the couch, crying, crying away until you were gasping for breath and snot running down your nose.

You heard some talking outside. It was colder- though a couple you knew, Mr. and Mrs. Malloy, was walking around. They lived in the big house across the road. They were dressed in their designer furs holding portable cups that you knew were homemade chocolate-peppermint espresso. Mr. Malloy with his brown hair, sharp green eyes, and a face that looked more like Handsome Squidward than an actual person. Mrs. Malloy with long, shiny red hair that was soft and full of products and curled to perfection, and her face was perfectly done with makeup products that were three times your car insurance. You could already smell the cologne and perfume from in your house. They smelled of money and loved to flaunt it to everyone. 

As they strutted, a stranger walked by. Hands in pockets. A tall man in a big red puffer winter jacket with a black beanie hat that hid the top of his head walked by. It was hard to make out his face. They accidentally bumped into him.

“Watch where you’re going, asshole!” barked Mrs. Malloy, gripping her cup with her designer gloves. “I almost got coffee on me!”

“I’m sorry,” voiced the stranger. He bowed his head down, genuinely ashamed.

A decent person in the Malloy’s position would have acknowledged and accepted the apology. Perhaps even laugh it off- the coffee was still untouched and their clothes intact. Assure the stranger it was alright.

The Malloy’s were not decent people. 

“Sorry doesn’t cut it! Just leave!” sneered Mr. Malloy.

The couple huffed and walked away past him. Taking sips from their drinks. Their noses up in the air. 

The stranger behind lifted an ungloved, white hand towards them. His fingers swirled in the air. Then he fled to the far corner to watch.

 Then as Mr. and Mrs. Malloy looked down their cups, sensing something was off. When they did, they let out a scream.

Out of the lid, instead of steaming espresso were a lot of tiny brown snakes that slithered out of the cup and down onto the ground. You let out a gasp where you stood watching. 

The couple tried to stomp at them, but in vain- the tiny snakes were as invincible as cockroaches. Mr. and Mrs. Malloy screamed and ran away to their three-story house in fear.

You burst into laughter so much your cheeks hurt and your face felt warm.

It then hit you- you knew only one person even capable of that.

The man returned from his corner, his face turning to see you. He gave you a wink. You gave him a smile and a wave. 

With a tilt of his head, the jacket turned to a dark brown peacoat and his hair was long, dark, and curly. An ivory face with cheekbones that could cut steel and sweet blue eyes. Hands casually in his pockets. The most beautiful man in all the realms you had ever seen.

At once, you threw on a jacket. You hurried to open the door. Loki walked to you with a smile.

“You’re here?!” you asked.

He gave a shrug

“If I have to tolerate my father’s Yule feast for one more minute, I was going to go mad,” Loki announced.

You took a step closer to him. The air was chilly, though not cold enough for snow.

“But why here? Why me? You could go anywhere….” you mused.

He let in a tight breath, raising a hand to brush through his curls.

“I may be a god of lies and deceit…but I…I didn’t want you to be alone today, my dear,” said. “And you, a great beauty of Midgard, alone on an auspicious day- it didn’t seem right.”

Chest fluttering from the complement. You…in just your sweater and jeans, a great beauty?! Yes, he could flirt and charm a statue to blush. That was his nature. Compliments rolled off him like his magic. You better not think any more of it.

Your whole self was bursting with gratitude and happiness. To have company, especially on Christmas of all days. To not be alone anymore.

Wiping off a few stray tears, you ran forth and tackled him in a hug, crying and laughing as he hugged you back. Accepting it. You were both lonely souls, not wanted, not chosen. So it was fate that a god should cross paths with a mortal with whom he shared so much of his pain. 

“Come inside and get warm,” you offered.

He smiled, looking at the grey sky. The ground was grey with gravel and green from the grass.

“Let’s make something to get warm from,” he suggested. 

With a flick of his hand, the temperature shot down. You shivered further into your coat. Then it began to snow down big, white puffs. You smiled, letting a hand out to feel them. How soft they were! Their tiny, intricate patterns where none were the same. A small laugh came out despite you. 

“It’s beautiful! Now it really feels like Christmas!” you praised. 

You didn’t realize the god of mischief looking at you, the white flakes falling on his dark hair and the rims of his long eyelashes. A softness on his features. His own heart picked up at the happy look on your face. His smile was soft.

“Alright- now let’s go inside,” you offered.

His hand reached up magic pouring through and around.

 His magic went around in little golden slivers that went around the place. You gasped as it transformed everything it touched. Your jaw dropped at the transformation.

 It was turned into a perfect Christmas home- a crackling fireplace grew from the wall with two green stockings. A turkey dinner complete with every side dish you could name was served on the table. Its delectable smell made your mouth water. A record player opened with the overture of Tchaikovsky’s Nutcracker ballet, the beautiful, playful, and mischievous music ringing through and sounding better than any ho-hum Christmas song the radio blasted ten billion times. Because it was from him. From Loki.  And as you looked at the tree, with even more glittering gold decorations around it, a few resembling the horns on his helmet, a beautiful star sparkled on top. You gasped when you saw the skirt- there were piles of presents in green wrapping paper with gold ribbons. They weren’t there before. 

You went to one like a little child full of both innocent greed and wide-eyed curiosity. You picked it up and shook it, feeling something in there. 

“Are the gifts…real?” you asked.

“Of course- and a good portion of them are for you!” he replied.

The music moved onto the second part of the ballet’s first act- “Un fete du noel.” Soft strings and flutes over repeating lower strings full of anticipation and joy. 

“Oh, but Loki…I..this is…so much, I-”

“If it weren’t for you, I’m sure I’d be either strangled to death or stuck in a tree of my creation! And I promise you they aren’t all pranks. Only one-quarter of them.”

“Thank you!” you gasped.

You went up and hugged him. So overjoyed, you pecked him on the cheek. He blinked in surprise. As you turned around, the god himself blushed pink. 

Giggling, you picked up a present. The pranks were ones that were empty until the ribbons became little sparkling fireworks that made you laugh. 

Then there was one that was empty when suddenly your clothes were transformed from your plain sweater and jeans to the fancy Christmas outfit of your dreams. It was a deep green dress made of velvet with a fitted waist and a long skirt, like something the ladies of White Christmas would wear. You felt….felt beautiful in it.  You smiled at him in thanks. 

They own were things you long craved for, and wanted. Beautiful things. And practical things. Things outside of your budget. Things that would help make life easier. Or a little beautiful. The very things you wanted. If you wanted it desperately there it would be laid. Lovely, lovely things. You were crying- but tears of happiness. 

Loki merely sat on the couch, smiling at you. Beneath his peacoat was his average Midgard wear. A shirt and brown khakis that were both deliciously tight. A tie that made him seem like a professional office worker. As he eventually took off the coat and rolled up his sleeves, you stifled the urge to gawk at him.

“Oh, and your presents!” you gasped to Loki.

“I’m out of my father’s palace, what more could I need?’ he asked smoothly.

You felt warm and tingly inside but ignored it.

“Oh no! You deserve something too! I…I got you two gifts! They were on sale and I couldn’t pick just one.  I hope it’s…it’s alright!” you offered. 

You ran into your room. The music still tinkling, moving onto the Dance of the Snowflakes. He used his magic to open the curtains to see the window. The beautiful snowy day. People ran out to play, children giggling. To think…though he was a Frost Giant and feared, his magic could do a little good.

 You emerged out with two boxes. One small and one big in red wrapping paper. He opened up the smaller box and found a set of fine brushes and combs. He grinned at them, testing the bristled with one of his beautiful, long fingers. 

“I didn’t know how you cared for your hair- I always thought it looked nice- I thought you could use some!” you suggested.

He gave a small laugh looking at them. 

“They’re perfect! I could always use them- Mother used to scold me for not tending to my hair! These I will treasure,” he assured you.

He then began to open the second bigger one. His eyebrows lifted as he got to the box and removed the lid. Inside was a thick, knitted black scarf. He smiled at it, testing it by wrapping it around him. It fit around him like it was made for him.

“You know me well, my dear. Thank you,” he replied. 

With grumbling stomachs, you went over to the table. He conjured black cloth napkins and had one placed delicately on your lap. It was like being at a much fancier restaurant than being at your apartment. 

You sat down and enjoyed the dinner- the meat was tender and full of flavor. The sides were all of your favorites, hot and freshly made. The desserts and sweets were full of powdered sugar that melts in your mouth. You had to suppress the sounds you made at tasting them. Loki had to remind you to slow down and taste it, enjoying it.

You showed one of your favorite Christmas movies. He asked questions and you laughed and explained everything. He looked at the commercials that played on the TV and then one featured Santa Claus. He tilted his head at it.

“Hmm, he looks like my father. Father was one of the inspirations for this Claus figure- did you know that?” he commented.

“Really! Though- Santa Claus is much nicer! I assure you!” you promised him.

The fire roared and it was quiet. He conjured two mugs of mulled wine. You sipped and smiled at the hot, spicy drink. The alcohol burning you a little, but relaxing you. You both let out a cheer for the holidays. The sun outside began to set early as it always does on a winter day. You both chatted- about Thor, your family and work, about the Avengers, the gifts, all sorts of things. He then looked around the place, finishing the wine with a last sip as he sat on the chair. 

“Loki…I cannot thank you enough. I know I said thank you a hundred times today- but…why did you do all of this….for me? Not just to get away from Odin, but…you didn’t have to give me all of these gifts and a nice meal and make my place pretty…”

He cupped his mulled wine mug with both hands.

“Because…because…my dear, because….” he began to stutter.

He paused. His blue eyes were big, but never left yours. A god full of magic…and he was nervous!

“I really don’t know how to say this,” he continued. 

Your throat went tight and your heart raced wildly. Wondering if this was a dream.

“But I feel sometimes…you and I…are tied together. No matter how hard I try to stop, you always appear there in my head. At every time of the day. You….you who have stayed by my side. Listened to me. Cared for me…And I find I want to return to you. Even if I had to crawl on my knees to get to you, I would. Because, my dear, I…I have…soft feelings for you, my dear…tender feelings…”

Unable to take it, you set down your mug and grabbed his shoulders, pulling him into a kiss. were on him like an animal. His hands reached over to your waist. You kissed him- tasting the hot spiced wine he had been drinking. His hand went to you.

It wasn’t long until he had backed up. He sat on a chair and at once you straddled him. 

His breath hitched- he was getting hard and you felt him right on your pants. You held his face and kissed him. He was groaning as you did. There were wet noises from the kissing.

“Dear girl, darling, sweet girl…I want to take you on each surface and ruin you in every way,” he said.

“Then start here- with this one,” you offered with the chair. “Ruin me then.”

With a flick of magic, your clothes changed. You were in deep green lingerie of a babydoll and high lace stockings and a lace thong you were certain was green too. He was only in black pants and a santa shirt that was wide open, showing his delicious wide chest with black chest hair and six-pack.

He smirked at you and said one word.

“Gladly.”

Holding onto him, you ground against him as you kept kissing his neck, his shoulders over his shirt. He moaned at the touch. You went to his neck-sucking on as you touched each bit of him. His large, delicious hands feel the lingerie on your mid body and your legs. You heard him chuckle. 

“I see my little pet is eager,” he began.

He set you on his thigh and you gasped.

“Here you go- ride this first. Get yourself ready- and I want those sounds of yours loud. So I know what pleasure I can give you.”

You began to roll your hips. He moved it up and down, eyes brimmed with lust as he watched you.

You let out one moan- his leg hitting your thin panties, already getting wet. Then as you grinded on his leg again, you let out another louder one like he commanded. You saw his erection even on the darkness of his pants as you did. His hands touched your body beneath the babydoll, squeezing your hips. Then going up, holding both of your breasts, squeezing and feeling them.

His chest was revealed- wide and strong pectorals, with a little hair. Abdominal muscles with a six-pack made of ivory. You rode his thigh for another minute, letting your thong get ruined with how soaked you became. Then you leaned forward, grinning. You began to kiss his chest. Then you used your tongue and licked it. The hot skin beneath you, a little salty from his sweat. He moaned in turn.

“Yes…I like that…that too, my dear- keep…keep going…”

You then stopped, smiling at him.

“I have to thank you first…for everything you did today,” you giggled.

At once you got on your knees, eagerly finding the zipper of his pants and undoing it. Out sprang his large cock, white pearls dripping off of the tip. So hard it was touching his stomach.

“See…see what effect you have on me, pet? What you do to me- even when you just smile at me…we need to take care of that…”

“Yes…let me….” you grinned.

You set your lips around his cock and began to suck at it. He let out a groan. His hands find the top of your head. You sucked at it like it was candy, as saltier than the rest of his skin. As you did, you swirled your tongue over the tip and he hissed out your name. He began to experimentally thrust a little inside you. Though your eyes burnt, you took as much of it as you could- for he was a god even with the size of his length. His shudders through him.

“Yes…good girl, my good, good little mortal- taking your god's cock in your pretty lips, on your knees- yes-good fucking girl,” he voiced out. 

You felt him tense up, a small release as he gasped. You then went up, wiping off his cum that dripped down from your mouth. At once you got up and had him watch as you swallowed. His own body stilled. His cock still raging hard. One of the benefits of being a god- he was always horny and ready and didn’t take long to want more after he came.

“Norns,” he voiced in awe.

Then you mounted him, still hard.

You kept at it, lapping up his skin- kissing him on that delicious chest and on his shoulders. You could feel yourself get even wetter as he did.

“My darling-I-I cannot take it-I- have to be inside of you…” he breathed out, his voice raspy. 

His hands gathered your skirt to your waist and he ripped apart the thong of your own creation. Your wetness cold from the sudden exposure. You wrapped your legs on the couch to mount him. At once you plunged inside. You let out a cry from the size as you adjusted. You began to ride him- your breasts bouncing. 

“Ah- ah!oh-oh-Loki- fuck, yes- there-yes, I love-I love you-fuck!” you were moaning’

“Yes-yes-take your god like a good girl- all of it-all of me-”

He groaned and made a small sound. As he pounded away. You felt yourself speeding up, the high, about to reach bliss when….when he stopped. His hands are on your waist.

“I want to take you like a whore now,” he said. “Would you like that?”

“Yes…yes please,” you said. 

He picked you up, legs around. He kissed you, still tasting himself on your lips and breath. Your hands still fisted around his curls. still around and brought you to the table. The plates and silverware made a sound like a crash as they fell to the floor as he shoved them aside. 

He had you bend down over it. He let out a guttural breath with a smile at the sight of your bare ass over it for him. He gave you a strong spank and you let out a small yelp. Gripping the table on the other end for what was about to happen. 

“Who is your god?” he asked.

“L-Loki is.”

He spanked you again. You let out a cry.

“Who gave you all of this-?”

“Loki did!”

“And you will pay back by being my obedient little girl, will you?” he asked.

“Yes, yes please-”

He thrust inside you from behind. You let out a cry. His breaths were low pants. He pounded in, the table shaking. What plates and silverware and food there was shaking with it. Your hand became a tight fist as he pounded on. It was so rough, hard, and filthy, you couldn’t help but love it. 

He pulled you roughly up, your own moans with each filthy thrust of his.

“Yes-even here- you will take…take your god's cock in every way. Yes- yes, there-fuck-norns-what you-you do to me-your god,” he hissed out, his breath right behind you.

You felt it bubble up again. You let out another moan as you tilted your neck behind him, feeling it.

“Yes-yes Loki- Loki-please…please- I’m about to-to cum, please, let me-let me cum-” you pleaded. Your own folds inside shaking from the power.

“No…wait…”

He pulled out of you. You let out a small sigh. Your body shaking. Taking so much. Desperate for release.

“When you cum, I want to see it,” he breathed out.

He flipped you around and positioned you to wrap your legs around him. You embraced him. At once he entered again. Then thrust into you, slow at first. 

“Eyes on me. No one else- watch me. I want you-want you to look me in the eye when you cum. So no man. No god- no one can give you this pleasure-”

He began to pound into you again on the table, you bounced Your breath was hitching in high gasps.

“Ah- oh- hmm-yes-yes there-oh gods-Loki-”

“Eyes on me, darling-look at me-”

His hands then wandered to your clit. So powerful and large, they began to strum it. You let out another moan.

“Look- at-me,” he commanded.

You were so hazed you forgot- his voice commanding-your had your eyes focused on him. His jaw tightened, fighting his own release too.

“Eyes. On. Me- who gives you pleasure?”

“You do!” you cried out.

“Say my name, darling-”

He fiddled with your clitoris faster, you fought it, it was finally going to break at this rate.

 You let out a shout. It was building up in you. He pounded you into a fury. So many quick deep thrusts, the table going wild.

“Yes- say it darling- say it, I’m cumming- yes- cum with me- look at me- look at me- yes, I feel it- I’m going to-going to cum- I command you- say it- say my-say my name!!”

You let out a breathy cry of “Loki!” as it broke on you and you climaxed so hard his face and the room spun.

Panting, you held onto each other as he helped you down. He conjured you a glass of water to sip on. 

“Are you ok?” he asked. “It was a lot.”

“It was perfect. Presents, a meal, and an orgasms- you’re spoiling me rotten already,” you teased.

He smiled and chuckled at the phrase. You both got in blankets snuggling before the fire.

So much time had passed it didn’t occur to you that your phone dinged with an alert. You picked it up. An hour ago, your sister and her husband sent a reply saying they were sorry since they fell asleep and now saw you and that you were welcome to see them. You let out a laugh.

“Would you like to, my dear?” he asked.

“Not in this…” you gestured to the babydoll. “But I do want to keep it…I have my favorite gift to enjoy tonight?”

“The ravishing little number you have on?” he asked.

“Oh no…it’s a handsome gift, tall, dark hair, blue eyes,” you giggled as you wrapped your arms around him.

“Merry Christmas, pet,” he whispered.

It was indeed.

[holdmytesseract]

Birthday Magic

Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader

Summary: Everybody around you tends to forget your birthday, because of all the Christmas trouble. Except Loki, of course...

Warnings: none, except a tiny bit of suggestive smut (Blink and you'll miss it.), fluuuuff

Word Count: 1,9k

a/n: This fluffy lil' oneshot is a part of @fictive-sl0th 's Secret Santa Event! 🎅🏻🎁 I had the honour to write mine for @give-me-a-moose ! 🤗 I really hope you like this! 🥰 And happy belated birthday! 💚

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divider by the lovely @jiyaxedits <3

Yawning, you stretched and opened your eyes; blinking, before you reached over to turn off your alarm clock. The winter sun shone through the big French doors of your bedroom. You immediately saw that it had snowed over night; a white blanket covering New York City. It was beautiful - and yet was a certain sadness overshadowing the wonders of winter...

You sighed and rolled out of bed; finding a little note on your bedside table - like every day. Even when Loki was on a mission, the note appeared on your night-stand magically.

'Good morning, angel. Have a great day. I love you. x'

Your boyfriend's words made you smile at least a little bit, until realisation hit you. He didn't remember. Of course he didn't remember. Nobody ever does.

You hung your head; trying to suppress the upcoming tears. Today was your birthday, but since it was December and Christmas in not even two weeks, hardly anyone remembered your birthday. Everyone was just too caught up in the preparations for the holidays. And as sad as it sounded... You got used to it. Perhaps that was the reason why you stopped telling people about your birthday.

With another sigh, you made your way into the kitchen to eat a little something for breakfast. Then you got ready, put on your winter coat, boots and beanie and went to work.

Luckily, it was at least a normal day at the office. The regular every-day madness. You quickly got all the things done on your to-do list and were even able to call it a day one hour earlier than usual. After saying goodbye to your co-workers, you took the subway and headed back home. On your way, you got a chocolate cupcake - a little something for yourself to celebrate your birthday. You could already picture it... You, the cupcake, decorated with a single candle and a big glass of alcohol. Perfect.

Sighing, you turned the key in the lock of your apartment on the 5th floor. You absolutely had zero expectations of today and expected not the slightest thing to happen. Therefore, you were more than just surprised, when you walked inside a literal pool out of balloons, birthday decorations and... confetti? You frowned; thinking out loud. "What...?"

You weren't able to finish your thoughts, when suddenly Loki jumped around the corner. "Surprise, my love!" He wore the biggest smile on his face - and a party hat on his head. "And the happiest of birthdays to my ray of sunshine!"

You blinked; felt like a deer caught in the headlights. It was beyond your wildest dream. Never ever surprised you somebody on your birthday like Loki just did. Sure, your parents did, back when you were a child, but... Late teens and early adult years? Nope.

"L-Loki? I-I... What... What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be o-on a mission?" You stammered out; trying to grasp this. Your boyfriend was still smiling like a Cheshire cat. "Of course not, darling. It was just a little white lie, so that I was able to set this up while you're at work." Then his smile faltered a little. "Do you not... like it?"

You could've cried then and there out of happiness.

"What? No! No! I do like it! Gods, I love it! It's been years since the last time somebody surprised me on my birthday like this!" You couldn't help yourself but to jump into his arms; wrapping your legs around his waist. "Thank you. Thank you so much, baby." Loki chuckled; his big hand stroking your back in a reassuring, loving manner. "I-I thought you forgot my birthday... Just like everyone else and-" "Darling..." Loki interrupted you immediately. "I could never forget the birthday of the person I love the most in all the nine realms - and especially not the first birthday we are about to share together."

A few tears ran down your cheeks. Tears of happiness. "You're the best." A low chuckle rumbled through your boyfriend's chest again, before he gave you a wink, "I know." and a smile. "And this..." He gestured around the hallway. "This is only the beginning."

Loki didn't exaggerate when he said that this was only the beginning. Oh no... After he had carried you through the sea of balloons into the kitchen, he showed you the cake he had baked for you. You were absolutely thrilled of course, and it tasted delicious. You blew out the candles and ate a big slice, just like Loki.

After that, he told you to wrap yourself up in warm clothes, because you were going outside. And again, you weren't in the slightest prepared. You wouldn't have thought that Loki rented the ice rink only for the two of you... For as long as you wanted.

"Loki, are you... Are you insane?" You laughed; not believing what was happening right now. The god just laughed and tied the laces of his ice skates, "Insanely in love, perhaps." before he glided gracefully on the ice rink. "Are you joining me now, my love?" He asked with a mischievous smirk, while he skated like the ice prince he was past you. You smiled brightly and quickly exchanged your boots with ice skates.

After you and Loki have been enjoying yourselves on the ice rink; making races and even tried to 'dance' to the music playing in the background together, you went back to your apartment. Cold and with frozen toes, but happy.

"I think I need a hot shower now," you said; feeling the goosebumps on your skin. "You do just that, darling." "Won't you join me?" You asked suggestively; wagging your eyebrows. Loki chuckled. "I'd love to, but I have a few more things to organise. I'll see you later. Take all the time you need." He pressed a sweet kiss on your lips and left you alone to shower. You were slightly sad that Loki wasn't going to join you, but you were also super excited. This birthday was already the best you ever had. What would be able to top that?

Wallowing in the memories of the wonderful hours you already spent with Loki today, you showered and stepped thirty minutes later out of the bathroom. To your surprise was your apartment immersed in darkness - and your boyfriend vanished.

"Loki?" You hesitatingly called down the hall, but received no answer. "Where is he?" you mumbled to yourself; making your way to the bedroom. Arrived there, you switched on the lights and immediately saw a large, thin box laying on the soft mattress. Frowning, you approached the bed. A note was laying on top of it, on which you could clearly make out Loki's handwriting.

'I hope this dress is worthy of the goddess who is going to wear it. You will be awaited downstairs at eight o'clock.'

Your heart almost stopped at his words. A big smile formed on your face. Biting your lip, you carefully opened the box - only to find a beautiful emerald green dress inside it. It was so stunningly beautiful, it took your breath away. With wide eyes, you lifted it out of the box; gasping. "Oh he can't be serious... He can't..." You let your eyes roam the fabric. "Wow..." You breathed in awe, then squealed; excitedly getting ready and dressed. The dress fitted you perfectly; molded against your dips and curves.

Five minutes before the clock stroke eight o'clock, you made your way downstairs. Excitement and nervousness coursed through your body. You couldn't wait to see what Loki had planned.

When you stepped out of the main door to the rather small building you lived in, you felt your breath catch in your throat - again.

Loki was standing on the sidewalk, in front of a black limousine; dressed in a green velvet suit with a black dress shirt and bow tie. A bouquet of black roses was in his right hand; his other stuffed in his trousers pocket and a bright smile on his face.

He looked devastatingly handsome.

You felt like fainting and crying out of happiness at the same time.

"There you are, my love." He said in a happy voice; "You look ravishing." giving you that smouldering look. You blushed. "T-Thank you. You look handsome, t-too." The god softly shook his head; causing his long raven curls to sway. "Not remotely as beautiful as you look."

He then stepped closer; gave you a soft kiss and handed you the bouquet of roses. "T-Thank you. For everything. For the cake, the ice skating, the dress, the roses..." Loki only chuckled; placing a hand on the small of your back and leading you towards the limousine. "Like I said, darling... It's only the beginning. We are not finished yet." Mischief twinkled in his beautiful blue orbs, as he opened the car door for you.

"After you, my goddess."

You blushed even more and sat in the car.

A fifteen minute car ride later, you stopped in front of one of the finest, noblest restaurants in whole New York City. Once more, your jaw dropped. "No, Loki... You... You are kidding me, right?" Your boyfriend chuckled; shaking his head "I'm not." "B-But Loki, this... This is way too expensive! I-I don't deserve this, I-" He interrupted you by taking your hand in his and placing a soft kiss upon your knuckles. "You, my love, deserve the world. Especially on the day you were born."

He led you inside the fancy restaurant then, to a table he had reserved for the both of you.

The time you spent there with Loki was splendid - just like the food. It had been quite a while since you ate so good. Especially at a restaurant. The ambience was lovely and the waiters absolutely kind and friendly. You enjoyed the talks with Loki, the glasses of wine and also the soft jazz music in the background.

After the dinner, the limousine took you and Loki back home.

"Thank you for this wonderful day, baby. I didn't have such a wonderful birthday in years. Thank you for thinking of me and giving me all this. And especially... Thank you for your love." Loki smiled and embraced you; gently, lovingly swaying you from side to side. It almost felt like you were dancing.

"You don't have to thank me for that, my love. It goes without saying. I love you - and my purpose is to make and see you happy. Oh, which reminds me of something... Your actual birthday present..." Your eyes widened once again. "No, Loki, stop you've given me enough..." Loki shook his head; still smiling. "It's not a physical present."

Now you were confused. Something the god noticed immediately.

Loki took both your hands in his. "Your birthday present is a trip to Asgard."

You stared at Loki; speechless. "W-What?" He just smiled. "I know that you always wanted to go there; see my home and... I... I think I'm ready to go back with you and show you everything you wish to see." "R-Really?" He nodded. "Really."

Tears formed in your eyes. The realisation hitting you that Loki was willing and ready to open up the doors to his past for you was touching you deeply. "Thank you. Thank you for trusting me this much, I- Wow, I... I love you."

Loki smiled. A gentle hand caressed your cheek and wiping your tears of happiness away. "I love you too."

You couldn't help but to stand on your tiptoes and kiss the god.

"This is the best birthday ever!"

[thecourtjester12]

Platonic DCA Secret Valentine Event!!!

Y'all, its happening.

Sign ups are until January 18th 2024 (unless i reach my rough entry limit then I will have to close it sooner then that) and start on January 22nd! Gifts will be due between February 13th-25th (and can be posted between the 14th and 26th!)

The event is open to around 75 people! (As i am only one person doing this event!)

This event is a platonic event (romance is allowed but not the main focus and people can opt out of romantic content!) themed around the beloved Daycare attendants! (Sun, Moon, Eclipse!)

Gifts can be artwork or writing (but you can DM me about possible other things to see if they would be acceptable as well!)

Please only sign up if you think you can get a gift down for someone during the allotted time!!!

If you have any questions feel free to send in an ask or DM me!

SIGN UPS CLOSED

[ferris-the-wheel]

I love the christmas event youre doing! I wanted to request floyd leech and gonna give him a shark plush (Listen i love sharks) Hobbies: I love writing, chatting with friends, swimming, and watching shows about the ocean (Like blue planet)

Personality: Kind, giving, excitable

Setting: The octavinelle dorm

Awwwww thanks! I'll do my best on this fic ✨️ Also, I'm debating changing your moot tag to sharkie🦈, would you be cool with that?

Christmas Secret Santa Event

gn!reader x Floyd Leech

: ̗̀➛ Scenario: Most of Octavinelle decided to stay in the dorm at NRC this Christmas and helped out to make a feast for dinner.

ೃ⁀➷ Just 💜

ೃ⁀➷ Reader isn't Yuu

ೃ⁀➷ Semi-proofread, please ignore any mistakes!

TW: None

You and Floyd did Secret Santa a bit differently (aka Floyd rigged the results somehow, you have no idea how). You both knew that you'd gotten each other obviously, so now comes the shopping process.

It took you longer than you'd thought to pick out something for him since you weren't sure what he would like. Obviously your first thought was shoes since you knew he liked them and also played basketball, which is the gift you almost got him until a squishy shark plushie caught your eye, and you immediately bought it.

While everyone else was in the lounge exchanging gifts and preparing Christmas dinner, Floyd pulled you into an empty corridor. "Sharky~ what did you get me, what did you get me?" He asked excitedly.

You laughed, holding out a neatly wrapped square present with a nice bow on the top. "I almost got you something else, but I thought you'd like this more." You said as he waited impatiently, almost like a child.

You handed him the present, which he grabbed vry eagerly. He tore open the paper and removed your gift. Cue a few moments pause and he figured out what it was. He got so excited that he squeezed you much harder than he meant to. It took a minute to regain your breath. "Awwwww, I love it, Sharky~!!" He said, the relased you and handed you a slightly messily wrapped present. You only had a second before he was pleading with you to open it.

"Go on, go on, open it!" He said loudly with a wide grin on his face. You took the present carefully, not sure ehat to expect, though you eventually opened the present and were delighted by what you saw. The present contained what resembled a snowglobe, but the structure inside was of the Atlantica Memorial Museum and instead of snow inside, there were tiny glowing beads.

"Awwwwww, thank you, Floyd!" You said, hugging him tightly while trying to not drop the gift. He hugged you back with his signature drawling laugh. "C'mon, Sharky, let's go put these in my room so we can go get some food!" Floyd said, putting the shark plushie under one arm and grabbing your hand with his other. You really had no choice but to follow him.

When you entered his room, he was evidently still very happy because he jumped onto his bed and squeezed the poor plushie to the point where it was so flat that it took a few seconds for it to regain its form. You deposited your snowglobe(?) onto his desk and sat down with him for a moment on the bed.

"Floyd, weren't we going to get food?" You asked amusedly. He frowned, still holding onto the shark plushie. "I don't want to now. I want to snuggle you and Sharky 2.0." He said, then lunged forward to pull you into a hug.

You accepted the hug with a knowing smile as he'd done similar things in the past. "It's time for my Christmas snuggles now." Floyd said, pretty much wrapping his entire body around you. You laughed. "Alright, fine."

You stayed there for about ten minutes before there was knocking on the door. "Floyd? Y/N? Are you in there?" You heard Jade's voice from behind the door. Floyd jumped up and ran to the door with his new shark plushie in hand as you took a moment to sit up. You laughed as Floyd began rambling about Sharky 2.0 and how cute it was but not as cute as you and how squishable it was. At first, Jade was utterly bewildered, but he retained a semi-formal composure, though his smile was very genuine.

"I'm glad you like your gift from Y/N, Floyd, but aren't you hungry? Most of dinner is ready and I'd hate for you to miss out on the good food." Jade interrupted Floyd's rant. Floyd pouted, but after he grabbed your hand and all but yanked you out of the room, he was all smiles. You noticed that he still had the plushie in his other hand and you smiled.

All throughout the feast and the rest of the Secret Santa exchanges, Floyd stuck to your side like glue and would tell anyone who would listen about Sharky 2.0. He also declared to you the your gift was the best of the exchange (you had luckily pulled him into the empty kitchen before he'd said this to get more food). In the end, it was a very good exchange and you made this eel boy's day. Yeah, just so you know, he's going to take Sharky 2.0 with him everywhere and basically the whole school is going to know about it by the time Christmas break is over.

Floyd requested that you put the snowglobe on your desk so you'd always see it when you walk into your room, which you obliged and now that is its permanent spot. At night, the glowing beads gave off the illusion of fish swimming in water when light hit the globe. He gets visibly much happier when he comes in your room and sees it.

I WAS SO EXCITED FOR THIS, I HAVE NO EXCUSE FOR WHY I FINISHED THIS SO FAST!! Also thank you for the ask! 💙 I hoped you enjoyedddd and obviously everyone else who read this too. First request of the event is done, I'm so fucking good lol/j but seriously I love that your suggestion was a shark plushie because it is so cute to imagine. Can someone with better artistic skills than me draw this and tag me in it? Like 🙏 P.L.E.A.S.E. 🥹

Taglist: @mermaidfanficlibrary (obviously) @officialdaydreamer00 @lyle-my-beloved @b-floyd-o-leech-b @cookiesandbiscuits

Tagging artists I follow because I beg of thee, please for my sanity, draw them 😭🙌 @deezneezz @qwakque (if you don't want me to tag you in stuff like this, let me know please!!!)

[holymultiplefandomsbatman]

A Cozy Christmas

Loki x gn!Reader

Summary: Cuddling with Loki in a blanket fort.

Words: 829

Warnings: Food mention

This fic is part of the Secret Santa collab started by @fictive-sl0th. It's for the lovely @springdandelixn. I hope you enjoy it!

The Tower was dark. The corridors seemed deserted – which wasn’t a big surprise since it was a few minutes past midnight. Everyone else was probably asleep.

You tried your very best to be sneaky as you tiptoed back out of the kitchen, careful not to stumble over anything. The whole area looked like a war zone; remnants of Thor and Wanda’s earlier baking session.

To be fair, Wanda had done the baking. Thor was the one causing chaos in an effort to help her.

Your steps echoed loudly in the silence as you hurried back to your room as quickly as possible, holding the plastic container with stolen goods tightly against your chest. You had to stop a couple of times, fully convinced you’d heard someone’s voice; only to continue on your sneaky mission a moment later once nothing happened.

When you finally got back to the safety of your room and closed the door, you let out a deep breath of relief.

Your eyes slowly grew wide as you looked around your room.

“What the hell happened here?”

Almost all of the furniture was gone, making space for what looked like a big tent in the middle of the room. It consisted entirely of soft blankets, a few of which looked very familiar.

Loki’s head poked out of the blanket fort, a ridiculous red Santa hat sitting on top of his messy black hair.

“Was your mission successful, darling?”

You just stared for a second, stunned into silence by the adorable sight in front of you.

A bright smile spread across your face as you walked over to him, holding out the plastic container. You opened it very slowly for dramatic effect.

“The last piece of cake,” you declared proudly.

Loki smiled. “Well done.”

He took the plastic box and grabbed your hand, pulling you gently into the blanket fort.

Your eyes grew wide as you looked around, amazed and baffled. Comfortable looking blankets and pillows were piled up almost everywhere. Fairy lights decorated the walls.

You let yourself fall into the soft pillows, still overwhelmed by the whole situation.

“How did you… What…”

Loki sat down next to you, chuckling softly. He wrapped his arm around you and shrugged.

“I simply wanted to make sure that your Christmas is special this year. And what better way to do that than by enjoying some time together, hm?”

You snuggled into his chest, smiling happily as he pulled you even closer. “I love it. Thank you…”

Loki pressed a soft kiss to your temple before waving his hand. Your laptop appeared in between the blankets.

You looked up at Loki, frowning in confusion. He just smiled softly and shrugged.

“I figured this was the perfect occasion to watch that children’s movie you’ve told me so much about.”

You returned his smile, crossing your arms playfully. “Okay first of all, Disney movies aren’t just for kids.”

Loki raised his eyebrows as if he was waiting for you to elaborate.

You clicked around on the laptop, turning on the movie and quickly pausing it. You angled the laptop differently to make sure you could both see the screen properly.

“This isn’t ideal, but we’ll make it work.”

Loki chuckled and pushed the laptop back over to you. He waved his hand again.

“You constantly seem to forget that I possess magical abilities, my love.”

The Disney logo appeared on the wall of your little tent. A second later you found yourself wrapped comfortably in your favorite blanket.

You gasped in surprise. “Is this our own home cinema now or what?”

Loki snuggled closer to you, his long legs tangling with yours under the blanket. “I’m afraid I don’t know what that means, darling.” he said with a soft chuckle, “Is it a good thing?”

A happy giggle slipped out of your mouth as Loki’s foot brushed against your leg. He was wearing the ridiculously fuzzy socks you’d gotten him as a joke present for his birthday last year; the ones you’d never actually expected him to put on.

You kissed his cheek, grinning softly.

“It’s definitely a good thing. This is like our own home theater! Best Christmas ever, I love it!”

A small smile appeared on Loki’s face.

“You do?” he asked slowly, looking at you with a hopeful expression.

You simply leaned in and pressed your lips against his, kissing him tenderly. The tiny bell at the tip of his Santa hat chimed in the background as he wrapped his arms around you and returned the kiss with just as much love.

Eventually you pulled away, holding Loki’s face between your palms.

“I love it,” you whispered, “thank you.”

Loki smiled happily. He kissed your forehead as you snuggled into his side again and pressed play on your laptop to start the movie.

You spent the rest of the night wrapped up in his arms, which you didn’t mind at all.

This was exactly where you wanted to be.

My three words were: blankets, (fuzzy) socks, cake.

Originally I was going to make it a midnight snack run kind of thing. But then the idea with the blanket fort kinda hit me in the face lol. I hope you enjoyed it.

Loki tags: @lokisgoodgirl @muddyorbsblr @mischief2sarawr @thedistractedagglomeration @xorpsbane @lokischambermaid @loopsisloops @mochie85 @fictive-sl0th @thomase1 @vbecker10 @michelleleewise @holdmytesseract @sarahscribbles @ijuststareatstuffhereok89 @lokikissesmyforehead @wheredafandomat @gigglingtigger @animnerd @joyful-enchantress @springdandelixn @dangertoozmanykids101 @vickie5446 @mygfloki @stupidthoughtsinwriting @skymoonandstardust

[queengiuliettafirstlady]

The gentle stag Dance of Love

The gentle stag Dance of Love

Fandom: Ikemen Prince

Pairing: Keith x MC

Part of : Secret Santa hosted by @lemeowade

Gift for @keithsandwich, I really hope you may like it 🤗                                 

Tag: Established relationship Learning to Dance Fluff

Word Count : 1.126

Author’s Note: A whimsical request lead the shy Prince of Jade to spend a romantic date with his lover with the pretext of teaching her to dance, obtaining more than what he bargained for as the intimacy of that innocent dance increase at each movement as they waltzed in the empty ballroom, their gaze locked to one another reflecting the same lovestruck adoration. 🥰

Side Note : I really hope you will like it and even though I worked it with MC I couldn't help but picture Maeve and Keith while writing that. 🤗

Tag list

@kissmetwicekissmedeadly  @aquagirl1978 @violettduchess @atelieredux @klutzyroses @randonauticrap @thewitchofbooks @princess-pray-a @judejazza

You can find me on AO3 as QueenJuliet 😊

Thank you for everyone who will like, reblog, or comment please be gentle with me english is not my first language so please do not leave rude comments I apologise for eventual errors I hope you will like it 😊

He never thought he would have been a good teacher at pretty much nothing, let alone dance, and yet when she looked up at him with her gorgeous bright eyes asking him to … well he couldn’t deny her anything and so, against his better judgement, he accepted determined to teach her everything he knew, insecure about his skills but excited to spend time with her all the same, his heart bursting with warmth from all the love he held for her as she tiptoed to leave a gentle fleeting kiss on his lips, he shyly reciprocated, before pulling d away brushing her lips on his cheek before running away giggling, like a playful fairy he would have done everything for.

Their date was in the afternoon, useless to say he dressed accordingly, taking care of every single little detail going as far as practising with the help of Liam what he would have said and done in order to teach her well.

He awaited her arrival with bated breath, nervously fidgeting with his own fingers, hoping she wouldn't have changed her mind nor her heart, still stunned by the fact such a gorgeous girl decides to stay with him. His heart flooded with warmth pouring over his smile as he took sight of her, approaching him smiling, albeit shyly, as her eyes gleamed in the ballroom like stars, looking every inch like the Queen she was destined to be, dressed in her jade gown like a siren enrapturing his heart deeper in love as she smiled at him, thanking him once more with her sweet voice for accepting to be her teacher.

Gently he took her hand in his, curling his other own on her hips to keep her close, his movement elegant and smooth as he guided her on the dance floor, smoothly adjusting her step with his own, as encouragements and praise flew from his lips making a rosy blush appear on her soft cheeks, making her look so adorable like a sweet tender bud blooming only for him, a rose only his to admire.

The soft fabric of her gown bloomed around her legs, like a flower swaying in the breeze, its hem brushing over his legs like a lazy wave hugging the shore, her curves molding around the hardness of his muscles while his calloused hand found comfort in her soft palm, their fingers entwined slowly tightening more at each step bringing them closer than away, like a whimsy tide crashing then withholding from the shore, bringing them in a sway of emotion as they swing around the shining ballroom. 

A dream scenarios straight out from a tale as they waltzed around the empty ballroom bathed in the warm hues of the setting sun, chasing them from window to window, along colorful rays radiating from the crystals drop of the chandelier, as the curtains billowed in the breeze carrying in the sweet scent of flowers and sweets while the soft music of a piano enveloped them in a magical bubble away from the whole word.

Their gaze meet, and the universe hold its breath, waves of golden crashing and melting with rainbow, a galaxy of twinkling stars sparkling bolder as they leaned closer, allure shining in his tawny eyes casting a spell on her, holding her own, like a moth naturally drawn to a flame so they were unable to stay separated, united against all odds, too deep were they were lost in each other's eyes to care about anything else, the emotion flooding in their heart guiding their movements as they danced basking in the sun.

His voice a warm velvety caress against the bare skin of her neck as he leaned to brush his lips on her earlobe, smirking at her dreamy sigh, 

“You are doing very well … like that, my good girl.” his murmur more sensual than it had any right to be, paired with the low sensual groan escaping his lips, underlining something more to his words, setting her cheeks ablaze at the memory of passionate nights spent showing off their love until dawn with only the asters as audience to their spectacle. 

His hands setting a fire in his trail on her skin as his fingers moved in a dance of their own on her hips, slowly up and down driving her crazy with desire, making her yearn for more as he leaned closer to her … few inches and their lips could have touched, unconsciously she closed her eyes hoping, waiting for that kiss. 

A sly smirk curled on his lips as she reopened her eyes meeting his amber eyes tawny with lust, she huffed in disappoint her lips curled in a pout she didn't held for long, swept up in an instant by his lips crashing over hers in a passionate kiss, his tongue probed an entrance she promptly granted seeking her tongue in a sensual ball of predator and prey until he finally caught her entwining their tongue together, pushing ever so subtly against her own body, smirking at her reaction feeling her hips move in sync against his own.

His fingers tightened on her hips as he pushed his hips to her, eagerly smiling at her fingers gripping his shirt, squeezing her between the wall and his sturdy body only to reluctantly pull away once out of breath holding her close to his chest, leaning in the soft touch of her fingers caressing his cheek, cupping her face in his hand brushing his thumb over her cheek gazing in her eyes, mirroring the same love struck affection they felt deep in their hearts only for one another.

“I love you to madness, my little rabbit.”

“I love you too, my stag, all of you.”

Love he conveyed planting an achingly tender kiss on her forehead, revelling in the bright smile curling her lip, smiling at the gentle touch of her lips on his cheeks, melting him whole, he hugged her softly basking in the hug before taking her in his arms, smirking at the soft giggles tumbling from her lips as he carried over to their shared bedroom, ready to show off his love in a way to make even stars spread all sort of rumors how much they loved one another until dawn. 

Telling a tale as old as time of a wild stag that got loved by a bird and how their bond became unbreakable, going down in history as a legend about true love ever steady against all odds, exactly like them.

For nothing and no one has ever and never would have been able to break the most powerful spell of them all, created with everlasting herbs and flowers melted together in the magic potion of Love.

[littleoanh]

Ho Ho Ho, @deskaisers! I am your Secret Santa this year and I made a specialized card just for you! I hope you enjoy it and find it endearing!

Happy Holidays! 🎄

Tag: @love-and-lore

[ch0colatec0ff33-art]

Drawing from a secret Santa Discord event I held!!! It was way fun :]

https://toyhou.se/23810032.lucinda-calendula

https://toyhou.se/23810314.michael-calendula

OCS and owner here!!

[random-husky]

For the lovely @tipzycat !!! <3

I was your Secret Santa this year!! :D You wanted Kurogear fluff so I decided to draw them having fun at the amusement park! :3

Thank you @animes-trash for hosting this lovely event!<3

I hope you like it! And have a wonderful rest of your day/night!

[ninjago-oc-appreciation]

Ninjago Oc Secret Santa 2022!

What is a Secret Santa?

- Traditionally speaking, a Secret Santa is a group event, where each person in the group is assigned someone to get a gift for. It’s a very secretive activity; you’re not supposed to know who’s getting you a gift and neither is the person you’re getting a gift for! 

- For this event, you will be assigned someone’s oc to draw for a secret gift! (Don’t worry, your oc will also be drawn by a secret someone). 

Are there any rules?

- I don’t know if these count as rules, but: 

- Oc/Canon and Oc/Oc ships are allowed! I can’t promise that your gift giver will draw your ship but you can mention it somewhere on your submission form. 

- No direct contact with the person you’ll be drawing for. This is supposed to be a secret after all! You can however communicate through me. Or ask questions through anon if you can. 

- Not necessarily a rule, but be sure to put some effort into the gift you’re drawing! That doesn’t mean you have to struggle with backgrounds or complex lighting (for example) if those aren’t things you’re used to, but it does mean try to make something you’re happy with giving someone else! 

How many Ocs can I submit? 

- I’m thinking around three can be submitted at the most. This does not mean all three have to be drawn or will be drawn, however. 

What will I need for the sign ups? 

- Refs or art that shows a clear, colored depiction of your oc. 

- Basic Information/Fun facts about your character. This can be background info, relationships (friendships, ships, etc), likes/dislikes, name and height, etc.

- Suggestions/Prompts. Stuff to help get your gift giver’s artistic brain going or things you’d be interested in seeing. 

- Your blog name. 

- More might be decided by the time sign ups roll out but that’s the basics. 

What’s the general timeline for this event? 

- Sign Ups will roll out during the week of November 6th. 

- You’ll likely find out who you’ll be drawing for a week or two after (depends on how many people sign up and how quickly they sign up). 

- After that you have until December 23rd to January 5th to finish and gift your drawing! (Late posts are fine!) 

How do I sign up?

- There will be a google form to fill out. I’ll prolly also have a separate thing you can send in to the submission box or my messages if you’re not comfortable using Google Docs/Forms for any reason. 

I don’t currently have a tag for this event. If anyone has any suggestions please send them in!

If you have any questions feel free to ask! I tried to cover all the important information here but I might’ve missed some things!

[liliumdragomir]

🎄 My Secret Santa gift for the amazing itz, @queenrojpag

for the @animangasecretsanta + @animangacreators event🎁

It was so hard to pick what to color. There were so many interesting choices! I eventually chose to go for a Boku no Hero Academia-themed present! Your favorite character and a part of a scene you'd like the rewatch from the show! Hope you like it~ I really loved our exchange and would love the keep in contact 😁

Full Bakugou colorings under the cut

[sapporo-division]

Getting roped into the Secret Santa event was far from the worst thing Asato has been pulled into. And for that, the farmer was slightly relieved. The last thing he would want is to be roped into something ridiculous… Like the pageant event from earlier. Still, picking out a gift for the journalist Yoichi Shujo from Sapporo would have been difficult if it weren’t for the fact his team members were more… Social than Asato. With their help, he decided to send Yoichi…

A book nook! Specifically one with a diorama of a little bookstore that lit up using a motion sensor that would detect when someone was in front of the book nook. Unfortunately, there is no note outside of the package address mentioning it is for the Secret Santa event that the divisions were all participating in… At least Asato managed something!

Yoichi was heading out to buy groceries that his mom assigned him to buy for Christmas dinner later on with his mom and his sisters. He grabbed his coat, scarf, wearing his shoes, then check the pocket from his raincoat did he left anything aside his wallet & smartphone. “Ok I got everything I need but urgh……thinking about me touching grass often and heading to the store with bunch of people makes me so nauseous but if I don’t, I’ll get an earful from big sister……” He let out a big sigh of not wanting to do anything beside staying at home to decorate the place peacefully but he wouldn’t want to get scolded again.

“Huh?”

As he opens the front door, he saw a package infront of him. He wondered who send the package to and from whom? neither him nor his family ordered anything online but come to his mind, it could be his relatives so he knelt down and picks it up. He look at the package around if there was a note mentioning who’s the sender except it’s from Secret Santa. He remembers there was an event where his team are called out to divisions participate Secret Santa game. Perhaps, this gift was for him after all so he opens it and saw a book nook inside.

“Wow…this is actually really cute and the detailed appearance from the inside of a mini bookstore is so amazing. I could imagine myself shrink and chill inside the library but it’d be sound bad if my sisters will accidentally step on me haha…” he made a sad laugh just to sound like a joke even though he’s utterly bad at it. Alright enough with the bad jokes, he was happy to receive the gift and looking forward to where he can put it? on his shelf or table? but wait what’s actually he’s thinking

“Hmm…I wonder who was my secret santa? Ah! I shouldn’t be staying here to think longer. I have to do my errands! U-u-um…uh Sis! could you put this in my room? It’s my gift from secret Santa so be careful of placing it. Thanks!” He asked his sister and give the book nook to her as he quickly leaves from the apartment.

— thanks for the gift and Merry Christmas! 🎄❤️

[thecourtjester12]

Platonic DCA SS event for Valentines?

Have a bit of a secret project I'm working on... (alongside my blog maintenance!)

So I have a question for you all...

How would any of you feel about a platonic DCA SS event for Valentines? (Secret valentines mayhaps instead of secret santas?)

Would that be something everyone would be interested in seeing?

[naha-division]

Shuffling could be heard from the other side before knocking came. “Delivery for Kyō Sakuma.” A voice announced. Getting up to open the door, Kyō took the gift from the delivery man and brung it inside. It’s surprisingly long, what could this be?

Curious, he opened the package to find..

A new surfboard with the famous ‘Great Wave’ painting on it! How beautiful!

Unfortunately there is no letter—not even some sort of signature. So, who could this mysterious sender have been…?

Well, it is called Secret Santa for a reason~

“WOAH WHO THE HECK SEND ME THIS?! I MEAN IT’S SO COOL THAT I’M IN LOVE WITH IT BUT WHAAAAAT?!?!”

He was so confused to who or how this person know about his address and send a gift to me from the delivery man. He looked everywhere on the front and back of the surfing board but apparently there’s nothing on it the sender left some clues behind “huh, I guess there’s no sender?”

“Aww this is unfair. I wanna know who that sender was so I can say thanks or atleast give them a big hug for the gift but……”

It’s a bit disappointing on the young man’s face that he would never find out. Like ok sure it’s a supposed to be secret santa but can they send atleast a clue next time so he can take a guess? Oh well he would never know. All he can do now is saying thanks and greeted “merry Christmas” to the person out there whatever they were doing.

“who was at the door, sweetie?” his mind got interrupted by a loud voice coming from his mom at the kitchen who was busy cooking for Christmas dinner later with the two grandma’s

“Hey mom! dad! grandmas! and grandpas! look what I got from secret santa! isn’t it cool? dad do you wanna go surfing with me later?”

He went back inside with a smile look on his face, showing off his family what great gift he got

— thanks for the gift and Merry Christmas! 🎄❤️

[tsunderedoctor]

Hello to everyone!!

Christmas is my favorite holiday where I can spend time with my friends and family! I don’t know if everyone knows, but I lost my mom this year and I spent most of my time with her. Instead of isolating, I wanted to do something fun with you all and others in the OP fandom!! This will be open to EVERYONE so please reblog/share! 

With that being said, I wanted to do a fun event, a Secret Santa exchange with all of you! To participate I only ask you either do one of the following:

Fanfiction

Digital Art

Animation

Cosplay

Anything digitalized really! 

This will be mostly an x Reader event and I ask you limit who you would like to 2 characters to make it easier on your Santa! You can opt out of the x Reader and have an art piece focused on one of your chosen characters. 

I have attached the form here to show if you are interested and what you would like to be doing. 

On November 15th I will be messaging you about your exchange partner and what they would like!  

The exchange will be held on December 21st-December 31st, you can post it on Tumblr with the exchanger’s @ or you can post it privately to them! 

Again please share and reblog so we can reach more people! I want this event to be fun! If you have any questions feel free to message me directly!💜 

[littleoanh]

Ho Ho Ho, @desi-the-blue-eyed-kakushi! I am your Secret Santa this year and I made a specialized card just for you! I hope you enjoy it, it is my first attempt to draw this >.<.

Happy Holidays 🎄

Tag: @enchantedforest-network