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gracegrove · 5 months

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Elf au Harringrove (mostly Billy tho)

Where the plot is mostly the same as Elf except,

Billy grows up in the North Pole not believing that he's a cotton-headed-ninny-muggins but rather an exceptionally genetically gifted elf who is by far taller than all the other elves. He excels at winter sports and is a menace at ice hockey and polar bear polo. He is not talented with toy making but why would someone such as himself want to waste time on Litebrites and Mr. Potato Heads? No, Billy wanted more than an elf's life. He is often in trouble for racing the reindeer, swapping spit (and other things) with other elves, and passing out in the stables hiccuping with an empty bottle of maple bourbon from Santa's personal stores.

One day while sobering up in a pile of hay, Billy overhears the stable elves complain that Billy's behavior is human and no elf would act this way. Why did they ever take in a human? Billy then has an identity crisis.

Billy finds out from his adopted elf parent, that as an infant he was in a car accident in which his mother was driving. She died in the crash and Billy was taken to an orphanage. No one at the time came to claim him. Billy's name was known because he was found with a blanket that had his name embroidered on it. However, Santa knows who Billy's father is.

Santa tells Billy that his father is Neil Hargrove, a New York City police sergeant with a wife and daughter who live in Queens. Santa says that Neil is a good man who has been on his Nice List since 1973. Billy cannot believe it.

Blaming Neil for abandoning his mother to die and not claiming him at the orphanage, Billy sets out for New York City with the goal of putting Neil Hargrove back on the Naughty List.

Billy puts his plan in motion by going to Neil's precinct on his first day in NYC (still dressed as an elf) and introduces himself to Neil with the most vulgar Christmasgram complete with ass shaking. Neil arrests Billy and has his lieutenant, Hopper run fingerprints and DNA on this guy because he's gotta have priors for prostitution or distribution or something. No way that kid was telling the truth, even if he somehow knew his late girlfriend's name. The DNA comes back a familial match. Father and son.

What is he going to do? Hopper suggests taking Billy home and Billy musters his most innocent smile in agreement. As Billy worms his way into Neil's life he learns that his parents had a fight the night his mother died and that Neil and his new wife fight sometimes too. This fuels Billy's mission, as he decides to tail Neil during his day to catch Neil messing up.

After meeting Steve and growing closer with Neil's daughter, Maxine, Billy begins to realize that his efforts to put Neil on the Naughty List aren't worth it. He will never forget what happened to his mother and how it affected his life, but seeking out revenge will not fulfill him. Billy realizes that Neil does not need any help getting back in the Naughty List and that he should put his efforts into protecting the new relationships that he has found.

Elf au extras

The pennies from heaven montage but Billy style:

Billy sneaks into a peep show, kicks his feet up, and enjoys himself with a Christmas themed striptease. “Santa was sooooo elfing wrong… this is better (than peeking at presents early)”.

Goes into the WORLD'S BEST CUP OF COFFEE cafe to try it. He silently takes a sip. Says with a straight face, “This is gumdroppings.” [Insert elf equivalent of cussword to mean shit] Then he walks out of the cafe without paying.

A teenager on the street offers Billy a CD copy of their ‘demo’. Billy takes it because it looks like a shiny Christmas bauble, but doesn't pay for it.

Billy gets asked by a family from Des Moines if they can get their picture taken with him. He says no but gives in when their little girl starts crying.

Billy acts like he's cool but goes round and round in the carousel door until he can't walk straight and falls back out onto the sidewalk.

Billy farehops the subway.

Billy has done at least five different things without paying that the cops are now chasing him like a cartoon character and the only way he loses them is by blending in with the Christmas decor at the department store…. Where he meets Steve.

#'bye billy hope you find yer dad 🐳'#billy #harringrove #elf au #harringrove au

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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👏 this is so exciting!…maybe she wakes up being surrounded by the elves watching her “sleep” & Santa Ari comes in to make them all introduce themselves before shooting them out to explain to her how being HIS is going to work. (Of course the naughty little elves are listening at the door)

hello! loved this request! I hope you like what I wrote.

christmas masterlist

summary - you wake up in the north pole, being properly introduced to the men who keep breaking into your home and the giant man who is famously known as santa claus.

warning - fluff, slight attitude from some elves, swearing, slight angst.

You huff in your sleep as you feel something poking you, a small voice following. “Why isn’t she waking? We haven’t got all day.” You slowly blink your eyes open, squinting in the direction of a small man. “Ah! She’s awake! Motherfucker scared me!” Ransom jumps back, stumbling into the other men.

Lloyd rolls his eyes, annoyed with how dramatic Ransom is. They all stand around, letting Ari sit down next to you, watching as he brushes your hair out of your face as you blink up at him. “Don’t worry about them, darling. You’re safe.” He helps you slowly sit up against the headboard. Your eyes scan over the tiny men, feeling like Snow White when she woke surrounded by small men. “These are my little helpers.” He turns and motions his hands toward them, raising a brow when no one steps up.

Steve beams, excitedly moving forward with his tiny hand out. “Hi! I’m Steve! You helped me untangle from your lights, and I’m so sorry if I caused any trouble!” A slight squeal leaves him when you give him your finger to shake before he’s rudely shoved aside by Lee, who in return gets scolded.

“I’m Lee.” He crawls onto your lap, looking up at you with a snarl. “Everyone told me that I have to apologise for punching you in the face. So, I guess I’m sorry.” He grumbles as he crawls off, shoulders crashing into Lloyd’s as he moves closer.

“I’m Lloyd. I ain’t sorry for anything I did.” You stay silent as you take in their names, watching as Lloyd is pushed aside by a very excited elf.

“I’m Jake! I just have to say, you taste amazing, and I can’t get over it!” His cheeks turn a bright pink, the other’s facepalming. He slowly moves back, waving at you, causing a small smile to appear on your face from his cuteness.

Frank moves forward, “I’m Frank. I’m sorry for the mess I made when I tugged on your tinsel and for causing you to trip. It was never my intention to hurt you.”

“I’m Johnny! But the females call me Torch.” He gives you a wink before looking back at your underwear attached to him. “Oh yeah! These are also mine now! But I will be coming to collect more as your scent disappears.”

“I’m Curtis. I’m not sorry.” He shrugs, fixing the small pointed hat on his head, grumbling about how stupid he looks.

Ransom steps forward, clearing his throat and fixing the trenchcoat that fits over his stupid elf uniform. “I’m Ransom, the best looking out of all these idiots.” Small ‘Heys!’ Fill the room, most glaring at him.

Ari shakes his head. “Alright, out now. You know the deal.” He’s met with grumbles and whines but glares until they all walk down the stairs made for them and out the bedroom door. Shouts can be heard as Ari waves his hand and the door slams shut behind them. He rolls his eyes when he hears the elves press against the door, trying to hear inside.

He turns and looks at you. “How are you feeling? Are you okay?” You nod, watching as he grabs a glass of water and brings it to your lips. You smile, gratefully taking huge gulps, the dryness in your throat finally disappearing.

“I’m okay. Thank you.” Your eyes dance around the room, taking in all the pretty colours and the softness of the sheets, brows furrowed as you notice the colour. Ari’s chuckle fills your ears, and somehow it’s your favourite sound. “Why are your sheets the colour of Christmas? I mean… I get your Santa but don’t you want other colours?” You look up at him with wide, curious eyes.

“Not really. The elves were nice one year and gave me this as a present, so it’s very dear to me.” He smiles, hands stroking the soft sheets before turning toward you. “Now, I’m going to explain why you are here and what that entitles.” You nod your attention on him entirely. “I brought you here because you are now mine. I might share you with the elves if they are good, but other than that, you will be known as Mrs Claus.” He raises a brow, waiting for you to protest, but you just stare at him, blinking. “You will have freedom. This isn’t a prison, so if you don’t want this. You do have a say.” You watch him become nervous as he says this as if he’s waiting for you to reject him.

You smile, hand resting on top of his. “That sounds good, but I think I’ll stay. I’ve been so lonely for so long that meeting you guys was the best thing to ever happen to me.” His thick arm wraps around you, causing you to curl into his side. “At least I got one of my presents.” He wasn’t supposed to hear that, but he’s glad he did because, with a wave of his hand, a box appears in front of you.

“I also got you a pet or pets.” Ari lifts your head, his fingers under your chin as he stares deep into your eyes. “I’m Santa. Anything you want, you will get. Any weird thing you’ve dreamt of can come true. If you want a unicorn, you’ll wake to twenty outside.” And Ari spoke the truth because he’d give up being Santa to keep you by his side forever. “Now go on, open your present.”

You beam, looking down at the box. “Are you sure it’s okay in the box? There are no holes.” Your worried voice fills the room. You carefully pick up the gift and place it on your lap.

“There, okay.” He smiles, a sparkle in his eyes. Watching you unravel the ribbon and carefully pull off the lid. A gasp leaves you as you are met with some smiling faces and some grumpy faces. There in the box were the elves.

“Oh my god! They're so cute!” You stare at them in awe, your hand reaching in, feeling them grab on and hug it. “I feel they aren’t happy being wrapped in bows, though.” You receive nods from some of them and giant smiles from the other half.

“Can we take these damn things off? Why the hell are we in a box anyway?” Ransom grumbles, his arms crossed over his chest, watching the others touch your hand. A squeak leaves him when something touches his back. Turning, he notices your other hand touching him. Quickly looking up, he spots you staring down at him with a small smile. Not going to admit that it softens his heart a bit.

You turn and look at Ari, tears in your eyes and a smile on your face. “Thank you, this is the best present I’ve ever received.”

“Hey! What about thanking us?! Were the ones in the damn box!”

You peer down, chuckling. “Thank you, you guys are the cutest present I’ve ever gotten.”

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pyeonghongrie · 11 months

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Ikaw Lamang.

banner by @rkivian!!!

Summary: As a kid, you always had a connection to the earth, coming from a family of farmers, you grew up respecting and tending to the earth. You loved the earth, little do you know the earth loved you too. Now, as an adult and receiving pressure from your family to marry and have kids, maybe the earth can bless you in the most direct way possible.

(This is part of @/tohokuu’s fantasy collab! Go and check out the other works!)

Tags: @tohokuu, @cultofdionysusnet, @kwanisms, @yoonguurt, @lemonhongjoong, @shinestarhwaa, @stardragongalaxy, @seongwin, @sanjoongie, @flowerboykun, @wooyoungmybelovedhusband, @anyamaris, @dimpledsatan, @ilovetnbhd

Characters/Pairing: Diwata!Jongho x Environmentalist!Reader

Genre: Fluff, smut, the tiniest amount of angst but has a happy ending!

AU/Trope info: Philippine myth AU! The Diwata is an Elf/Fairy figure in Philippine myth that lives in trees and blesses those who tend to the earth and curse those who defile it. They are typically very powerful and beautiful, humanoid in appearance but paler and more conventionally attractive, they are sometimes in committed relationships with humans and have children with them. The equivalent of the Diwata is the Engkanto, however, they are basically the same and can be used interchangeably. Also, readers’ Filipino parents are your typical south-east Asian parents kind of pushy. They’ve known of Jongho’s existence ever since the reader was a kid, Jongho is the reader’s childhood guardian and they know he’s immortal/supernatural.

Word Count: 1.8k (Putangina)

Warnings: The reader is female, parents are kinda misogynistic(but not explicitly??), parents are fucking terrified of Jongho, a Korean named Diwata in a Filipino myth au???, dirty smut against a giant boulder on the forest floor, forest wedding <3, some Tagalog words and swear words here and there, Duende!Wooyoung cameo!

A/N: The title “Ikaw Lamang” means “only you” in Tagalog ^^ I wanted to make this cute n fluffy Jongho fic with Filipino myth elements since I barely see any Jongho content, let alone Pinoy myth fanfics. Also, this is a reupload from @hwasrie, my old blog, I am re-uploading my own work, I did not plagiarize.

“Lintik kang-” You swear as the hot oil splashes on your arms, you are frying fish for dinner, the loud sizzle and the overwhelming smell of fish flood your senses. Your dad gave you a weird look for swearing at the fish. You fish (haha) out the angry dish from the kawale as you set it down on a wooden plate with a banana leaf. You sigh, setting the plate down on the table as you cover it to keep the flies off.

“I’m off to see Jongho, I promised to help him clean up the hiking trail.”

You say as you leave out the back door. The sun was setting already, the gravel beneath you looking like gold as you walked to the forest’s edge. “Jongho?” you say to a tree, a strong gust of wind blows from inside the forest, distant windchimes harmonize in a song.

“You called?”He smiles at you. “Oo, you need help with the hiking trail yeah? I skipped dinner tonight, I was a bit worried about the damage the hikers caused. It always gets worse during this season.” You said, walking towards the mouth of the forest to stand in front of him.

“Yeah, you shouldn’t skip dinner though, after we clean up the trail I’ll send you back home. I’m sure your parents miss me.” He jokes, you laugh along as well, his light laugh, bright smile, and brighter teeth make it almost morning again. Even after all these years he never failed to make your stomach flutter with butterflies.

You near the hiking trail, you look around confused, it looks clean; too clean? “Uh, Jongho, I think they didn’t leave as much as you think they did. It kinda looks like they took more than they left.” You turn around to look at him, his hands in the pockets of his pants. “Okay, I may have cleaned up while you were busy, but I had a reason to.” He takes your hand and leads you further up the trail. A Balete tree comes into the scene, he pushes you into the tree, you see your vision spinning before a nighttime scene of an overgrown wooden hut comes into view.

“Jongho? Why did you take me to your place? What’s going on?” None of your questions are answered as he ushers you to sit near the crystal river with him. As you dip your feet into the cool water, he finally says, “I heard what your parents said earlier.” You froze, Oh, Putangina. How much did he hear? Your shoulders slack. “Oh, you know now?” You asked him quietly, your voice barely above a whisper. ”Yeah, I was about to ask you who, but I know it’s a particularly touchy subject for you.” He sighs, curling his toes under the cool water.

“Jongho, I don’t want any of them, I don’t want to settle for a marriage that makes me miserable. I don’t want to be seen as a submissive wife, or some baby-carrying object.” You bite your lip as you rant your desperation to him. He seemed sympathetic, he was helping you think of a way out of it. “You know, you could just marry me.” He said, with that, your head snapped up towards him, you knew the implication of marrying a Diwata, you knew just how much marriage meant to them, why was he offering it so nonchalantly?

“Jongho, you know what, I don’t mind at all, but you do know what that means, right? I remember you telling me just how bad it could get for you, what if they-” He cut you off by placing a hand on your thigh, squeezing it comfortingly. “I know, I was already on really thin ice when I would casually show up to your place in front of your parents. I don’t think complete exile from the rest of them makes much of a difference now.” He smiles solemnly.

“Maybe I should ask more properly?” He tilts his head, smiling at you, “Will you marry me?” He asks, taking his hand off your thigh and opting to hold your hand instead, bringing it up to his face and kissing the knuckles. Your heart swells, I mean, I did have the biggest crush on him for the longest time. You say to yourself. “Yes.” You say as you nodded. A bright smile spreads across his face. “Let’s go tell your parents about the news then.

You both leave the pocket dimension of the Balete Tree, treading down the hill toward your humble tiny home. Once you two arrive at your house, your parents (fearfully) give their blessing for your marriage, not wanting to upset the Diwata. It was settled then, your wedding would be held on the next full moon, following Diwata customs.

The day of your marriage arrived, Wooyoung, Jongho’s Duende friend, officiated your marriage by the Balete tree. Only the three of you were present at the wedding, due to Diwata customs, only the couple and the officiator are to be present at the ceremony, though Jongho agreed to a human reception just to appease your pushy family members.

As you put on your wedding necklaces, the pendant burns a mark into your skin, as did Jongho’s, officially sealing your marriage to him. Wooyoung clapped as he congratulated you on your marriage, swiftly leaving as Jongho pulled you into the tree. He picked you up easily, laying you down gently on a boulder by the river, the flowing water helps to ease your nerves. This was the final action to seal your marriage, Jongho has to connect with you on a spiritual level by physically connecting your bodies.

He holds your face in his palms, the warmth seeping into your cheeks as he pressed his forehead on yours, “May I kiss you?” He asked, you nodded. He presses a gentle kiss on your lips, your hands hold onto his shoulders as he presses you more into the rock, the cold stone somehow feels comfortable as he holds your hips down. He pulls away as he kisses down the column of your neck, you sigh in content, he was treating you so delicately. His hands ride up your thighs squeezing the flesh as he tugs at the string of your wedding necklace with his teeth, you arch your back into his chest, your hands lacing behind his neck as you pull him closer to you. He takes advantage of your arched back by unzipping your dress, he carefully peels off the cotton as he faces your body, clad in only your underwear. He soon discards his top as he pressed his firm chest against yours, unclasping your bra as he tosses it aside.

“You’re beautiful.” He chants as he presses small pecks across your shoulders, you whimper under his touch, your head pressing against the cold stone. He hooks his finger on the band of your underwear and swiftly pulls it down, he groans, and he noses your pelvis as he takes in your scent. He pulls away, pulling down his bottoms, his hard cock comes into view, your nerves doing nothing to ease your excitement.

He places your legs over his thighs, his thumb running over your folds and pressing lightly on your clit, you clench around nothing as he continues to draw circles on your heat with calloused fingers. His dick is heavy on your thigh, he holds your hips and squeezes the skin, you buck up your hips, the underside of his shaft hits your clit and both of you gasp in surprise. “Ah- be patient, please, I’m nervous…” Jongho confesses, of course, you’d be nervous too if you had to stuff your best friend full of cum until the sun rises.

“Don’t be, I’m ready.” You whisper as if saying something in a loud voice would shatter the careful atmosphere that you and Jongho had created. He nods, the tip of his cock prodding at your hole, you hold onto his broad shoulders as he pushes in, the thick length stretching you out, giving the feeling of a pleasurable burn. He finally pushes in the last inch of his dick, his pelvis flushed against yours as you breathe out a sigh, releasing the breath you didn’t know you were keeping. He wraps his arms around you, his nose buried in the crook of your neck as he breathes in your scent to calm him down, your bodies impossibly close. Both of you stay like that for a while, just breathing and enjoying each other’s warmth, that was until you gave an experimental roll of your hips. You bit your lip as Jongho groans, holding you so tightly to his body that you feel every ridge and muscle he has on his body.

He finally pins you down onto the cold stone, the heavyweight of his body acts as your anchor, he starts to roll his hips in a steady rhythm, you moan into his shoulder as he starts to fuck into you harder, your nails scratching at his shoulder blades as he continues you ravage you. “Ah, fuck- Jongho! Jongho!” Your cries muffle into the skin of his shoulder, tears prick the corners of your eyes as the pleasure overwhelms you, he moans into your ear when you give him a particularly hard squeeze, “Shit baby, keep doing that-” he groans into the air as your moans start to have a higher pitch. He felt so good, so deep inside you, hitting just the right spot to make you see stars. The moment was intense, hot, passionate; he was so gentle yet calculated with how well he led you up the hill to your edge. You were panting, desperately holding onto Jongho as both of you approach the edge, the intensity of your eye contact helping both of you to ease into your climax.

“Jongho, Jongho, Jongho-! I’m gonna cum-” You cry desperately, “Fuck, babe, I’m so close-” He whines, soon after, both of you topple off the edge, your orgasm greets you like warm waters, embracing you tightly to the point that it knocks the air out of your lungs, flooding your senses with nothing but hot, white, pleasure as Jongho covers your insides with white. Your mouth opens in a silent cry, your eyes rolling to the back of your head while you cringe in oversensitivity and exhaustion. Jongho realizes this, so he slowly pulls out and carries you to the crystal clear river, the cold of the water soothes your aching body as he takes his take to clean both of you.

“Thank you, (Y/N).” He says, “No, Jongho, thank you. If you didn’t offer to marry me, then I would’ve been forced to marry some ugly salesman.” He snorts at your answer, “But, even if you didn’t, if I had a choice, I would’ve still chosen you, Ikaw lamang, laging ikaw.”

A/N:YHEW- I suck ASS at writing smut T-T I hope you enjoyed this read, reblogs, replies, and asks are very much appreciated! I said I was going to explain the Tagalog words I used, but since I used so little it’s probably better if you just google it. THANKS FOR READINGGGG <<<333

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one-leaf-grimoire · 7 months

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Teehee...

#oc: saida #oc: jyran #yes he is my OC now #oc: lisa #julius novachrono #elf au #black clover #julisa #my art #bc oc #black clover oc

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pink-strawberry-kissess · 3 months

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#ada wong #picrew #picrew links #devil au #angel au #elf au

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almied · 9 months

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#haikyuu #drawing #sakusa kiyoomi #digital art #sketch #msby #doodle #fanart #elf au #elf omi

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daijidoodles · 11 months

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Elven Reese.

The Rinch Discord's such a font for inspiration. This came from a convo of wanting to see John Reese with long elf hair.

#my drawing #fanart #john reese #elf au #person of interest

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theprofessionalpromptmaker · 4 months

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Prompt Advent Calendar 2023: Day 13

Person A is a single parent who got an elf on the shelf for their kids, but ends up talking to it as well, venting their life struggles to the doll. On Christmas day, the elf goes missing, but Person A runs into a very kind stranger on Christmas day, Person B, who gets them and grows close to them and gets along with their kids and starts to turn their life around and seem like the perfect other parent. But when Person A suggests getting a new elf on the shelf to replace the one that went missing, Person B seems to get jealous and upset.

#mod poss #creative writing #writing prompt #writing #prompt #fanfic prompt #fanfiction prompt #story prompt #creative writing prompt #ficinsp #alternate universe #plots and prompts #prompt advent calendar 2023 #christmas au #supernatural au #fantasy au #elf au #single parent au

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iybms · 1 year

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an au about a curse

#keith vld #lance vld #klance #elf au #my art #2022

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asumiverde · 9 months

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an art i drew for a friend @alumort

i wanted to draw some merman lee, elf pirate neji just summoned a sea monster (spermwhale mixed with giant squid) on his enemies from the safety of the hidden cove he's docked in. lee is v interested in the brooding pretty stranger and the shiny metal he wears 👀

#neji hyūga #neji hyuuga #neji hyuga #rock lee #nejilee #naruto shippuden #naruto #merman au #fantasy au #elf au #pirate au #pencil art #pencil illustration #pencil sketch #sketchbook #artists on tumblr #magic au #naruto au #mi doodles

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caps-clever-girl · 1 year

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patcap elf au

cap starts to realise that something isnt quite right. it's not just the height thing. hes a terrible elf. he's terrible at making toys, unless theres mechanics or engeneering involved, and even then he's far too slow and finicky. he's bad at making christmas decorations and treats. he finds holiday cheer tiring and insufferable, and doesnt have an ounce of christmas spirit in him no matter how hard he tries. he knows the other elves find him sour and dour and grumpy. when is excited and happy, its about all the wrong things. the only thing he's good at is fixing santa's sleigh - which is why his job is the north poles main mechanic, and not something more christmassy.

after a while he can't take it anymore and starts asking questions, and finds out that hes not an elf at all, but a human. so of course he sets off to find his blood family, since he and the elves researched it and apparently theres a cousin of his somewhere out there.

he finds his cousin fanny. she's one of the top executives in her ex-husbands company. she cleaned him out when they divorced bevause he cheated on her - she got the aging, crumbling mansion in severe need of a do-up, but she got his company in the process. still, it wasn't exactly her life plan and she's struggling to thrive in a company she never intended to own. (her original plan was to drive it into the ground for spite, but the better spite was to get rich off it and be successful without him. and also destroying the company is great and all but she'll have to ruin herself financially to do it, and uh, no.)

she lives with a bunch of interesting characters.

he meets pat. pat is very interesting to the captain, because he's as human as they come, and yet hes as elf as any. hes cheerful and bright and full of christmas spirit without even trying. hes not putting on a front, he's just like that. for a little while, the captain hates pat because he's jealous. heres full proof that a human can be an elf. if pat had been the one to crawl into santa's sack, he wouldntve had a problem at all, and yet cap struggled his whole life. it makes him angry, and he avoids pat, and is curt and brash to him when he cant.

but the thing is, you cant stay mad at pat for long because he's pat. and frankly it is fascinating to see a human so elflike.

eventually cap warms to him and pat gets him to confess whats been going on, and cap explains the situation. he came here to find himself and explore that human side since his elf side is so bad, and frankly pats been driving him up the wall being so elfy. pat offers to teach him how to how to be a human elf and they spend many late nights together doing christmasy things - turns out cap is bad at making the christmas decorations, but he has an eye for layouts and good colour coordination, and organisational skills to rival pats own, that makes him wonderful at creating christmas displays and decorating places. They also go out to do silly tourist things and talk so that cap gets some human activities in too.

it gets easier to christmasy, but it takes him a while to realise that the 'christmas joy' he's feeling is because of pat, not because of the christmas stuff.

pat also has a son. cap is not good with children - something else that makes him a bad elf - but daley is a lovely boy and strangely understanding of cap. (yeah baby thats autism. pat has it too, daleys used to it.)

daley comes up with the idea of making childrens books written and illustrated by real children which helps fanny.

cap gets to lead the masses in song when santa's sleigh breaks down, and, filled with christmas cheer, discovers he's not such a terrible elf after all.

just as importantly, he gets to kiss pat as the snow falls, and spend every christmas from then on with him for the rest of their lives <3

#i would write this but i already have one elf au i abandoned #the guilt is too much #patcap #bbc ghosts #pat butcher #the captain ghosts #the captain #elf 2003 #elf au #squeak.txt #au #xo

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birdstooth · 1 year

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✨GOTTA CATCH’EM ALL✨

Based on the Elf stories by @imyourbratzdoll 💕

Made with 😃

#elves 🥹#imyourbratzdoll #Steve Rogers #ransom drysdale #Frank Adler #Jake jensen #lloyd hansen #curtis everett #Lee bodecker #johnny storm #lol Pokémon cards #elf au

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imyourbratzdoll · 1 year

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How the elf’s look at reader to get what they want.

🥺

“Can we please, pretty please have some chocolate!” The elves beg, practically getting on their knees, looking between you and the bag of chocolates in your hands.

You shake your head, a slight pout on your face as you feel bad for saying no. “I’m sorry, but Ari said you guys can’t have any sugar at this time of night.” Your heart breaks by the tears gathering in their eyes and the smalls whines that leave their mouths.

“Pretty please… we will be good, we promise.” Their eyes widen, head tilting forward slightly as they pout their lips, glossy eyes staring into your soul.

The sight causes your own eyes to water, struggling between listening to Ari’s orders/rules and giving into the tiny men. You look up for a second as you ponder, before looking back down at them. “Do you guys promise to be good? That this won’t come down on me?” Their little heads move up and down rapidly, tiny hands reaching out as they wait for the delicious chocolate to fall into their grasps.

Slowly, you open the bag and take out a few pieces. Taking your time to break them apart, before handing over just enough to the elves. Hoping and praying that what Ari told you wasn’t true. “Okay, here you go… please be good.”

A chorus of thank you’s leave their tiny selves, gobbling down the chocolate as though someone would take it if they didn’t. Your eyes widen as they jolt up, eyes wide and full of what seems to be sparkles, they look at one another. Letting out gleeful squeals before zooming around the room, climbing things, breaking things, causing mayhem.

“I see you gave in.” Your head whips around, spotting Ari leaning against the door frame, brows raised, and arms crossed against his chest as he shakes his head. Your heart falls into your stomach, feeling like you’ve disappointed him. Ari slowly walks forward, kneeling down and taking your face into his hands. “Don’t worry. I, to fall for it as well.”

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