merry christmas!

“Dodging Incoming Hype Sleigh” or “MatriX-Mas” -?

Another Draw the Squad lmao

also those beads around the guy-suppose-to-be-the-christmas-tree are tree lights (i should’ve used references for the sleigh but its too late now ;;v;)

no need to ask, but do mention me/tag my username on your post so i can see it too~

Happy Holidays!!

Find yourself the nearest Light Bulb of Unusual Color and make a wish!

Hoping you’re surrounded by those you love and are staying warm!

Cat Got Your Tongue Pt. 1 (M)

Word Count: 5,463

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Genre: catboy!tae, comedy, fluff, eventual smut

Summary: When your boyfriend cheats on you you’re left heartbroken and lost all hope in relationships. Santa says you’ll find love soon, but what do you do when you’re beloved cat turns into a beautiful grown man?

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Hello! Happy Holidays to everyone here! ^o^ 

This might be my last Christmas thing I’m gonna draw, but I’d like to dedicate it to those I’ve met this year, who have changed me for the better <3

To everyone here, I hope your holiday is as merry as many of the songs we sing put it out to be. As always, enjoy!

(Fun fact: Isabelle’s birthday is December 8th! So she’s very little in this image ^o^)

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Merry Christmas to all Destiel shippers out there, I love you all! ❄

“Come on, Cas… I’ve got something to show you.”

Dean impatiently pulls Castiel along, leading him through the halls of the bunker, afraid that he’ll chicken out if he doesn’t get this show on the road right now. It’s Christmas Eve, and neither of them are actually drunk, but they are both pleasantly buzzed. Truth be told, there’s just enough alcohol in Dean’s system for him to not lose the courage to do what he’s been planning to do all day.

Their shoulders bump as they walk, Dean’s hand loosely grasping Castiel’s wrist. The angel doesn’t seem to mind, and Dean considers that a good start. He’s going to do this. He can do this. Because if he doesn’t do it now, he probably never will.

When they reach Dean’s room, Dean tugs his friend inside and firmly closes the door behind them. He sits on the edge of the bed, patting the empty space beside him to invite Cas to follow his example. Cas does, with a gentle smile and a hint of curiosity in those big blue eyes. God, Dean is such a sucker for those eyes; the look Cas gives him is going to make this either more difficult or -if Dean’s shitty luck takes a day off for once-, a bit easier.

Now that they’re both sitting here in their ugly Christmas sweaters (Donna had decided to knit one for everyone, and Sam had insisted that it would be rude not to wear them tonight), Dean realizes how utterly ridiculous his plan probably is. And this whole situation for that matter.

Yet, somewhere in some hidden corner of his being he gathers the strength to blurt out what he’d been dying to say all day.

“So yeah, Cas… About that other Christmas present that I mentioned earlier, the one I’d rather give you in private…” Dean clears his throat, stalling, deep down afraid of Castiel’s reaction.

But Cas’ eyes light up as he clearly remembers that promise, and it encourages Dean to keep going.

“I just… It’s something I kinda wanted to give you for a long time, but you can totally say no if it’s… if it’s not something you want.”

Cas looks confused now, and Dean’s voice fails to offer any more words. And so Dean points to the ceiling, hoping that the message will come across without him having to say it out loud. To let Cas know what he wants, Dean Winchester style.

Playing along immediately, Castiel tilts his head and follows Dean gaze, slowly blinking at the mistletoe that’s hanging right over their heads, there were Dean had put it up earlier that day when he’d come up with plan ’finally-confess-those-feelings-to-Cas’.

There’s a long silence, during which Dean feels his heart sink to his stomach, afraid that he ruined everything. And on freaking Christmas Eve, nonetheless. Stupid, stupid Dean.

But then he feels a warm hand on the side of his neck. And another one on his knee. And the second he actually lowers his gaze to look at Cas, soft lips are already crashing into Dean’s with so much eagerness that it instantly makes Dean giddy. He kisses back without a second thought, pulling Cas as close as physically possible. When they’re both out of breath they slow down, taking turns, pressing butterfly kisses to each other’s lips. After a while, they’re just resting their foreheads together, neither of them talking.

Dean’s thankful for the not talking part. He prefers actions, and he’s glad that Cas gets it. The two of them have a special way of talking, one that they can both understand without saying a word.

The only words that Cas gives him are “Merry Christmas, Dean”, and Dean enthusiastically says them back.

On the 12 day of Christmas Supernatural gave to me

12 angels falling

Originally posted by cierrasuee

11 hunters hunting

Originally posted by disneyandthefamilybusiness

10 reapers reaping

Originally posted by ohbriechlin

9 demons killing

Originally posted by the-last-circus

8 humans dancing

Originally posted by tastemyblogg

7 fans drawing

Originally posted by jonasgleespnbomerfan

6 painful ships 

Originally posted by sarahthedemonhuntress

Gaaabbbeee’ssss golden wiiinngggss

Originally posted by tsuki-nekota

4 archangels

Originally posted by graciegra

3 dying loved ones

Originally posted by sammysheaven

2 grumpy old men

Originally posted by doopships

and literally no hope for the future

Originally posted by idaayahuasca


Sirius loves hanging enchanted mistletoe all over the place, usually to try to trap Lily and James together as a way to help Prongs, but one year, the plan backfired and he got stuck under the mistletoe with Remus. The plant being enchanted, Sirius had to solidly make out with Remus before it could let them go, and that’s when Sirius realized that he had a thing for Remus. Remus had seemed to be really into it, but it could have been just to fool the enchantment. Anyways, Sirius just couldn’t stop thinking about it.