#christmas pillar candles

[y2kbeautyandother2000sstuff]

Bath and Body Works At Home Balsam Fir Hand Poured Pillar Candle

1990s

Found on Ebay, user melliesmarket 

[mer-se]

what’s friendship if not using your ocd for good (last minute packing your friends entire luggage and carry on bag for her trip)

[catzy88]

@morewyckedthanyou green & 🕯️🕯️🕯️

hand painted candles

[harshitajoshi28]

Hope can be a powerful force. Maybe there’s no actual magic in it, but when you know what you hope for most and hold it like a light within you, you can make things happen, almost like magic. Introducing Hope Pillar Candles - Perfect for Lighting while hosting that Christmas Lunch or Dinner with friends and Family. Let our delicious aroma spread into your Nook while you sip your mulled wine in the cold winter light. Fragrance: Souffle Color combination: Red & White

[candlesbytimi]

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Candles by Timi is dedicated to creating handcrafted, high-quality candles that bring warmth, tranquility, and delightful fragrances to any space. Using premium soy wax for a clean and long-lasting burn, these candles are perfect for enhancing the ambiance of your home or as thoughtful gifts. Featured at Clouds Day Spa in Prosper, TX, and the Paul W. Bryant Museum in Tuscaloosa, AL, Candles by Timi offers a range of exquisite scents to suit every preference.

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[teaboot]

One of the best parts about working at a sex shop is the employee discount, and yeah that means excellent deals on sex supplies but that's not the big brain part.

You come to my house. Something is cooking in the kitchen- it smells wonderful. What is it? It's novelty dick-shaped pasta. I've set up a sensual sexy Italian dinner. There are candles set up on the table. They're melting too fast, dripping everywhere- they're low temp waxplay pillar candles. For dessert, I serve you a delicious ice cream topped in penis-shaped rainbow confetti sprinkles and strawberry body paint drizzle, and afterwards, serve coffee with roasted hazelnut warming lube.

We play a board game while we drink. It's sexy monopoly. It's your turn. You roll the dice. They come up as 'whisper into' and 'butt'. I lost the original dice. We're using the sexy dice. You move four spaces.

After dinner, I run you a bath. A bubble bath. The bubble gel? Sensual ocean breeze. There are candles lined up around the tub. The scent is overpowering. Why? They're three-in-one fruit flavored massage oil candles. I'm using so much. It's so wasteful. Do you want to shave? I have conditioning shave cream that smells like limes. And an electric body razor, but you can't use that in the tub.

How about a bath bomb? You toss one in. It's cherry blossom scented. As it dissolves, three sexy bath sex suggestion cards fall out. They're all variations on doggy style, probably because fucking in a bathtub is probably the easiest way to break your hip.

The water cools. You get out an dry off with a novelty towel. If you wrap it around your chest, it looks like you have gigantic tatas bursting through the fabric like the Hulk.

You walk into the bedroom. I'm there, reading an instructional book titled "The Housewife's Guide To Every Day Stripping". I'm wearing a neck pillow designed to look like a massive curved weiner. Also a pair of fake leather bondage leggings and an oversized men's christmas T-shirt that says "Jingle My Bells" across the front.

I see you come in. I put down the book, take off the pillow. Offer you a massage. You accept. I already burned up all the massage candles so I pop a new bottle of CBD massage oil that says something wrong about Chakras on it. It's very gritty. That's because there's little chunks of amethyst in it for some fucking reason. It's fine, though. You say you don't mind.

I don't do massages very often. It's bad. You end up more tense than before. One of your muscles starts to cramp- it's okay. I whip out a bottle of Lidocane topical masculine performance numbing spray. You immediately feel like your shoulder went to the dentist. It's not ideal, but it's better than cramping.

You're not in the mood to bone after that. Which is good, cause I'm actually pretty asexual, but it hasn't come up yet so I'm relieved to avoid the conversation. Instead we get ready for bed. (The weather is terrible, and I insist you stay over.) I set up the futon, then realize it smells like cigarettes from the previous owner and shyly ask if you wanna cuddle in my room. You're down.

I crawl under the covers, placing my penis-shaped pink glitter pride bottle on the side table in case one of us wakes up thirsty. Once you're settled in, I turn off the glowing bare ass night light and the room goes black.

It takes a few seconds for your eyes to adjust, but when they do, you look up at the ceiling. It's dotted all over with little green flourescent lights. Are they plastic stars? No. I've pinned up a thousand glow in the dark condoms. God bless

[agiiiiiiiiiiiii]

Belated Birthday

It was my birthday yesterday so a little something on that topic!

nico hischier x reader

Theme: fluff, smut

Words: 1683

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Your birthday this year wasn’t quite what you’d hoped for. With you back home abroad and Nico tied up with his demanding schedule, your timezones and commitments just didn’t align, leaving you to spend your birthday without him. It was also the first birthday you were celebrating while dating him. It made his absence feel even more pronounced, leaving a void you hadn’t expected to feel. Despite your best efforts to stay positive, the day felt emptier without him by your side. But Nico, being Nico, wasn’t about to let the distance stop him from making you feel loved.

The morning of your birthday, your phone lit up with a FaceTime call. His familiar face filled the screen, and the sight of his soft smile and messy hair instantly brightened your mood.

“Happy birthday, my love,” he greeted warmly, his Swiss accent wrapping around the words like a hug. “I hate that I can’t be there today, but I wanted to be the first voice you hear.”

You smiled, trying to keep the sting of tears from your eyes. “You already made my day better, handsome.”

“Good,” he said, leaning closer to the camera. “But I’m not done. There’s something on its way to you. Check your door in a bit, okay?”

You tried to press him for details, but he only chuckled and told you to be patient. About an hour later, there was a knock at your door. When you opened it, your breath caught in your throat.

In front of you stood a delivery person holding the most stunning bouquet of flowers you’d ever seen. It was massive, overflowing with your favorite blooms in vibrant colors. You couldn’t even hold back the smile as you brought them inside and noticed the handwritten note tucked within:

"Until I can hold you again, let these remind you how loved you are. Happy birthday, baby. I love you so much, Nico."

You pressed the note to your chest, rereading it over and over. The flowers sat proudly on your kitchen table, a constant reminder of the man who loved you so deeply, even from miles away.

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The next day, your flight back to Jersey landed in the early evening. Tired but excited to see him again, you walked through the terminal, scanning the crowd for a familiar face. And there he was, leaning casually against a pillar, wearing his favorite coat and that soft smile that always made your heart skip.

The moment his eyes met yours, his face lit up, and he pushed off the wall, striding toward you. Before you could say anything, his arms wrapped around you, pulling you close as his lips found yours in a long, tender kiss.

“Happy belated birthday,” he murmured against your lips, his hands resting on your waist.

“You didn’t have to come to the airport,” you said softly, though your heart swelled with gratitude.

“I couldn’t wait any longer,” he admitted, his lips brushing your temple. “I needed to see you.”

The ride home was filled with stolen kisses, his hand firmly holding yours as he asked about your trip. When you finally stepped into the apartment, you stopped in your tracks. The living room was decorated with candles and fairy lights, and on the coffee table sat a stack of beautifully wrapped presents.

“Nico…” you started, turning to him with wide eyes.

He grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I know, I know, but I wanted to make up for missing your actual birthday. Don’t even think about saying it’s too much,” he added, reading your thoughts.

One by one, you unwrapped the gifts. Each one was thoughtful and perfect—a bracelet that matched the necklace he gave you for Christmas, a cozy sweater in your favorite color, and tickets to a show you’d been talking about for months.

“You’re the best,” you said, shaking your head as tears pricked your eyes. “You didn’t have to do all this.”

He pulled you into his arms, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “I wanted to,” he said simply. “You make me happy every day, Y/N. This is nothing compared to what you give me.”

After Nico let you open all of your presents from him and you’re both starting to unwind, his phone rings. He glances at the screen and smiles, putting it on speaker. “It’s my parents,” he says, settling next to you.

As soon as the call connects, his mom’s cheerful voice fills the room. “Y/N, happy birthday again! We’re so happy you’re back with Nico to celebrate properly together!”

You smile warmly. “Thank you so much! That means a lot.”

Nico raises an eyebrow, looking puzzled. “Wait…you guys did called her yesterday right? I forgot to remind you.”

His mom chuckles. “Of course we did, but now that she’s with you, we wanted to say it again.”

He lets out a relieved exhale, dramatically clutching his chest. “Okay, phew. I was about to say…”

His parents chuckle on the other end, clearly amused by Nico’s overreaction. After some more lighthearted conversation, the call ends, leaving Nico shaking his head and grinning at you. “You’ve got them wrapped around your finger, you know that?”

You just smile, leaning into him. “I wonder where I got that from.”

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The rest of the evening passed in a blur of laughter, kisses, and stolen glances. Later, as you lay tangled together in bed, Nico traced lazy patterns on your bare back with his fingers. Your body warm from the intimacy of the evening, he brushed a hand through your hair and smiled down at you.

“Best belated birthday ever?” he asked softly, his voice a little teasing but full of affection.

“Absolutely,” you murmured, tracing circles on his chest. “You always make everything perfect.”

But instead of relaxing into the moment, his grin turned mischievous, and he shifted slightly beneath you. “I’m not done yet.”

Before you could ask what he meant, Nico rolled you onto your back with practiced ease. His lips trailed down your neck, his hands firmly gripping your waist. You let out a surprised laugh, but the playful edge quickly melted into something deeper as his lips moved lower, leaving a trail of kisses over your collarbone, down your stomach, and finally settling between your thighs.

“Nico,” you breathed, your voice half a warning, half anticipation, but he silenced you with a glance—his dark eyes brimming with intent.

“Just relax,” he whispered, his voice low and thick. “Let me show you how much I love you.”

And then, without hesitation, his mouth was on you, his tongue and lips moving with a precision that left you gasping. It wasn’t rushed or desperate—it was slow, deliberate, and all-consuming. Every movement seemed calculated to bring you closer to the edge, his hands anchoring your hips as he worked his magic.

Your fingers tangled in his hair, and a shaky moan escaped your lips as your back arched. He hummed against you, clearly satisfied by your reaction, and the vibrations sent shivers coursing through your body.

The room faded away until it was just him, his mouth, and the building pressure in your core. He didn’t stop, didn’t falter, and when you finally shattered, it was with a cry so raw and beautiful you barely recognized it as your own.

As your body trembled and your breathing came in uneven gasps, Nico kissed his way back up your body, his lips soft and warm against your skin. He settled beside you, his grin smug but undeniably affectionate as he pulled you into his arms.

“Happy birthday, Y/N,” he murmured, his voice full of satisfaction.

You laughed breathlessly, still recovering from the intensity of the moment. “You’re unbelievable.”

“I aim to please,” he replied, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

You snuggled closer to him, feeling completely and utterly adored, your body still humming from the aftermath. If this was how Nico celebrated birthdays, you couldn’t already wait for the next one.

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You wake up the next morning, both of you still completely naked, and find Nico lying next to you, his gaze soft and filled with warmth. He leans over slightly, gently tracing his fingers along your arm, his eyes examining you with a look of pure affection. His smile is tender, and he murmurs how much he’s missed waking up to you—how being this close, skin to skin, feels like coming home.

"You’re even more beautiful than before," he says softly, his voice a mixture of admiration and love. You chuckle, playfully rolling your eyes. “Aging like fine wine, huh?” you tease, giving him a playful nudge. His grin widens, completely agreeing without hesitation. “Exactly. Absolutely perfect,” he teases back, making you both laugh, but deep down, you can feel his genuine sincerity in every word.

You stay like that for a moment longer, wrapped in each other’s warmth, savoring the closeness after being apart. Nico leans in, his lips brushing gently against yours, a soft, lingering kiss that says everything his words can’t. You feel the weight of his longing, his gratitude for having you back.

As his hand slides down to rest on your waist, his thumb tracing soothing circles, he murmurs, “I really missed this... missed you.” His voice is low, intimate—like he’s trying to hold onto this moment for as long as possible.

“I missed you too,” you whisper back, a wave of comfort washing over you. After everything—missing each other, being apart—this feels right. This really feels like home.

His eyes soften, the playful teasing from earlier now replaced with a deeper warmth. He tilts his head slightly, his lips brushing against your forehead, your cheek, before settling back to look at you. “I’m never letting you go again,” he says, his voice quiet but filled with certainty.

You can’t help but smile at his earnestness, feeling a mixture of love and contentment settle deep inside you. “Good,” you reply, letting yourself sink into the moment, feeling secure in his presence once more.

Because with him, everything feels like it’s exactly where it’s supposed to be.

[itzpookiepooh]

25 Days of the Washingtons: Josh, Guess What?

“Do you need help?” You ask Josh as he lights the fireplace making you raise your eyebrows.

“Nope. Where’s everyone else?” He asks clapping his hands together.

“I don’t know about Sam but Beth is outside and Hannah is setting up the kitchen with Chris.” You inform him.

You sit on the sofa with a sigh. Everyone was coming to the cabin this week for Christmas. What better way to spend it than with each other? This year was like any other year…kind of. This was the first year on the mountain during the holidays. It was decided that you all would come up here because everyone’s parents weren’t going to be in town for the holidays.

Josh, Hannah and Beth’s parents had events to attend. Sam’s parents were visiting her grandparents while your parents were going on a trip just them two. What better way to spend the holidays then being invited to your best friends cabin.

“You not gonna help them?” Josh chuckles standing in front of you with his arms crossed.

“Well Chris is helping Hannah. They seem to have the good vibes going just fine.” You shrug making him laugh.

“You can help me decorate if you want.” You look up at him from your spot.

What else is there to do? You stood up following him to the basement. There were so many things down here. It felt like every time you came down here more things were added. Last time you were here it was like a horror movie down here. You get a chill just thinking about it. You spot the twins old dollhouse.

“This thing is collecting dust huh?” You stare into it making Josh chuckle.

“Just like everything else in this place.” He adds opening a door to what is basically some type of wine cellar.

“I thought you said you were gonna decorate.” You ask watching him grab some aged whiskey.

“Can’t decorate sober.” He wiggles the bottle making you roll your eyes as you turn away to the door.

You look through the boxes to find stockings and other decorations. How do they decorate this big ass cabin by themselves? It was crazy how big this place was when you thought about it.

“Let’s get this over with.” You mumble picking up the box but not before Josh switches the box with the wine bottle.

“I could’ve carried it—“

“Yeah I know. Come on.” He carries the box up the steps making you roll your eyes.

You and Josh high five as you finished decorating the living room. The only thing left was the tree which everyone wanted to do together. The vintage lights decorated the pillars beautifully. Fake snow decorated the fireplace and candles burned bright.

“Wow you guys did great!” Sam says as she walks in with Hannah as they look around the living room.

“Why thank you madam.” You reply with a curtsy making Sam do the same.

“I have a surprise!” Hannah exclaimed as she ran to another room and came back with another box.

You, Josh, Sam and Chris looked confused as she opened it. She pulled out stockings that she decorated herself. They were cute and thoughtful. She handed everyone theirs so they could hang it up.

“I told you they’d like them, Hannah.” Beth says walking in with a smirk on her lips.

The rest of the night was spent listening to Christmas music, watching movies and drinking hot chocolate by the fireplace per Hannah’s request. This would surely be a Christmas they wouldn’t forget.

Divider: @bernardsbendystraws

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Day 1

[greenwitchcrafts]

Updated version:

December 2023 witch guide

Full moon: December 26th

New moon: December 12th

Sabbats: Yule December 21st-January 1st

December Cold Moon

Known as: Drift Clearing Moon, Frost Exploding Tree Moon, Moon of the Popping Trees, Hoar Frost Moon, Snow Moon, Winter, Aerra Geola, Maker Moon, Heilagmanoth, Long Night's Moon, Oak Moon, Wintermonat, Moon of the Long Night, Little Spirit Moon, Wolf Moon & When the Deer Shed Their Antlers Moon

Element: Fire

Zodiac: Sagittarius & Capricorn

Nature spirits: Snow, Storm, & Winter Tree faeries

Deities: Athena, Fates, Hades, Hathor, Hecate, Ixchel, Minerva, Neith, Norns, Osiris & Persephone

Animals: Bear, deer, horse & mouse

Birds: Robin, rook & snowy owl

Trees: Fir, Holly & Pine

Herbs: Bay, cedar, chamomile, cinnamon, English ivy, evergreen, fir, frankincense, holly, mistletoe, myrrh, pine & sage

Flowers: Christmas catus, holly & poinsettia

Scents: Cedar, cinnamon, frankincense, ginger, lilac, myrrh, nutmeg, patchouli, pine, rose geranium, rosemary, saffron, violet & wintergreen

Stones: Bloodstone, blue topaz, cat's eye, garnet, jacinth, obsidian, peridot, turquoise, zircon, ruby & serpentine

Colors: Black, blood red, gold, green, red, silver, black & white

Energy: Alchemy, darkness, endurance, death & re-birth, higher education, publications, reaching out to others, religion, spiritual paths, travel & truth

Today, December’s full Moon is most commonly known as the Cold Moon—a Mohawk name that conveys the frigid conditions of this time of year, when cold weather truly begins to grip us.

This full Moon has also been called the Long Night Moon (Mohican), as it rises during the “longest” nights of the year, near the December winter solstice. This name is doubly fitting because December’s full Moon shines above the horizon for a more extended period than most full Moons.

In Europe, ancient pagans called the December full Moon the “Moon Before Yule,” in honor of the Yuletide festival celebrating the return of the sun heralded by winter solstice.

Yule

Also known as: Alban, Arthan & Winter Solstice

Season: Winter

Symbols: Baskets of clove studded fruit, Christmas catus,  decorated evergreen trees, evergreen boughs, gifts, gold pillar candles, hung mistletoe, poinsettias, wreaths & Yule logs/small Yule log with three candles

Colors: Gold, green, orange, red, silver, white &yellow

Oils/incense: Bayberry, cedar, cinnamon, frankincense. Myrrh & pine

Animals: Bear, boar, deer (stag), pig, squirrel & tiger

Birds: Eagle, goose, kingfisher, lapwing, owl robin & wren

Stones: Bloodstone, garnet, ruby, alexandrite, blue topaz,  cat's eye, citrine, clear quartz, diamond, emerald, green tourmaline, jet, kunzite & pearl

Foods: Caraway cakes, cookies, eggnog, fruits, ginger tea, nuts, pork, spiced cider, turkey, wassail & lamb's wool (ale,  sugar, nutmeg & roasted apples)

Herbs/plants: Bay, bayberry, birch, blessed thistle, cedar, chestnut, cinnamon, evergreens, fir, frankincense, ginger, holly, ivy, juniper, mistletoe, moss, myrrh, oak, pine, rosemary, sage, valerian & yellow cedar

Flowers: Chamomile, poinsettia & yarrow

Goddesses: Alcyone, Aphrodite, Ameratasu, Bona Dea, Brighid, Cailleach Bheur, Demeter, Diana, Fortuna, Frau Holle, Frau Perchta, Frigga, Gaia, Hel, Great Mother, Idunn, Isis, Ishtar, Kolyada, La Befana, Maat & Tiamat

Gods: Apollo, Attis, Balder, Bragi, Dionysus, Divine Child, Green Man, Helios, Holly King, Horned one, Horus, Janus, Lord of Misrule, Lugh, Mabon, Marduk, Mithras, Odin, Ra, Saturn & Surya

Issues Intentions & Powers: Darkness, divination, light, messages/omens, purification, rebirth/renewal & transformation

Spellwork: Earth magick, happiness, harmony, love & peace

Activities:

• Set up & decorate a Yule altar

• Clean, organize & cleanse before decorating your home

• Make witch's balls to hang on your tree (protective & pretty!)

• Decorate & bless & Yule tree

• Stay awake until dawn to observe the cycles of nature

• Give gifts tomyour family & friends

• Donate your time or helpful items to charity

• Go caroling

• Hang mistletoe in your doorways

• Make Wassail

• Prepare a Yule Log

• Host a Yule feast

• Craft your own decorative wreath

• Decorate your house with Yule colored candles

• Welcome the Sun

• Go on nature walks & leave offerings to nature

• Meditate & reflect on the passing year

“Yule” comes from Old English geol, which shares a history with the equivalent word from Old Norse, jól. Both these words referred to a midwinter festival centered around the winter solstice, which traditionally marked the halfway point of the winter season. After the solstice—the shortest day of the year—the days again begin to grow longer, so it’s thought that Yule was a celebration of the re-appearance of the Sun &the fertile land’s rebirth. 

The celebration of Yule is one of the oldest winter celebrations in the world. Ancient people were hunters & spent most of their time outdoors. The seasons & weather played a significant part in their lives. The customs and traditions associated with it vary widely.

Scholars have connected the original celebrations of Yule to the Wild Hunt, the god Odin, and the heathen Anglo-Saxon Mōdraniht ("Mothers' Night")

Some believe it marks the rebirth of the Sun (the God) from the Earth (the Goddess) & the cold days of winter will soon begin to wane. The Goddess is seen in her virgin Maiden aspect

In towns and cities throughout Sweden during the Christmas season, large goats are constructed out of straw. It is thought that the tradition originated in ancient times, perhaps as a tribute to the god Thor, who was said to ride in a chariot pulled by goats. In Sweden the goat came to be associated with the Christmas celebration, and the Yule goat is now considered by many to be a companion or counterpart to Santa Claus.

Related festivals:

Christmas- An annual festival commemorating the birth of Jesus Christ as the son of God, primarily observed on December 25th

Hanukkah- A Jewish festival commemorating the recovery of Jerusalem & subsequent rededication of the Second Temple at the beginning of the Maccabean Revolt against the Seleucid Empire in the 2nd century BCE.

Hanukkah is observed for eight nights & days, starting on the 25th day of Kislev according to the Hebrew calendar, which may occur at any time from late November to late December in the Gregorian calendar. The festival is observed by lighting the candles of a candelabrum with nine branches, commonly called a menorah or hanukkiah. 

Kwanzaa- An annual celebration of African-American culture from December 26 to January 1st, culminating in a communal feast called Karamu, usually on the sixth day. It was created by activist Maulana Karenga, based on African harvest festival traditions from various parts of West & Southeast Africa. Kwanzaa was first celebrated in 1966. 

A Kwanzaa ceremony may include drumming and musical selections, libations, a reading of the African Pledge & the Principles of Blackness, reflection on the Pan-African colors, a discussion of the African principle of the day or a chapter in African history, a candle-lighting ritual, artistic performance & finally, a feast of faith (Karamu Ya Imani).

Saturnalia-

is an ancient Roman festival and holiday in honour of the god Saturn, held on 17 December of the Julian calendar & later expanded with festivities through to 23 December. The holiday was celebrated with a sacrifice at the Temple of Saturn, in the Roman Forum & a public banquet, followed by private gift-giving, continual partying & a carnival atmosphere that overturned Roman social norms: gambling was permitted & masters provided table service for their slaves as it was seen as a time of liberty for both slaves and freedmen alike.

 A common custom was the election of a "King of the Saturnalia", who gave orders to people, which were followed & presided over the merrymaking. The gifts exchanged were usually gag gifts or small figurines made of wax or pottery known as sigillaria. The poet Catullus called it "the best of days".

Other celebrations:

Feast of Epona-

Eponalia is the feast day of Gaulish Goddess Epona, the Divine Mare & in the time of the Roman Empire it was celebrated on December 18th.

Epona is known to be one of a very few Gaulish deities whose names were spread to the rest of the Roman Empire. This seems to have happened because Roman cavalry units stationed in Gaul followed Her & adopted her as their Patroness. This may have started because many of the cavalry troops were conscripted from Gaul as they were superb horsemen. From Gaul the Romans took Epona with them including to Rome where She was given her own feast day on the 18 December. They worshipped her as Epona Augusta or Epona Regina & invoked her on behalf of the Emperor. She even had a shrine in the barracks of the Imperial Bodyguard.

Hunting of the Wren-

A traditional custom carried out on the Isle of Man on the 26 December, St. Stephen's Day. It consists of groups of people going around villages and towns singing and dancing a traditional song and dance around a decorated wren pole.

The earliest and most common folklore story accounting for the origin of hunt the wren tells of a fairy/enchantress/witch whose beauty lures the men of the Isle of Man to harm, for which she is chased and is changed into the form of a wren. It is therefore in punishment for her actions that the wren is hunted on St. Stephen's Day

Sources:

Farmersalmanac.com

Llewellyn's Complete Book of Correspondences by Sandra Kines

A Witch's Book of Correspondences by Viktorija Briggs

Llewellyn's 2023 magical almanac: practical magic for everyday living

Wikipedia

Encyclopedia Britannica

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Prompt 15: Decorative Obsession [OS]

Characters: King Louise XIV & Fem!Decorator!Reader (Platonic)

POV: Reader, Second

A/N: It’s been quite some time since I wrote for King Louise XIV and last time a number of people reached out saying the loved that I wrote something for the man, and I haven’t really since. But, who better to go all out for Christmas then the self-indulgent King? 👀

Also, do you know how hard it is to write cute, fun Christmas fics when watching Tears Of The Sun? 😂😂😂 Like, if you’ve seen the movie you know what scene I mean if I say the mother with the baby in the hut after the interrupted attack on the little village. And, like, I just wanted to watch this specific movie, and IT IS NOT GIVING THE RIGHT VIBES BUT I WANT TO HAVE IT ON - I’m not being nice to myself or my writing today apparently 😂 So, let’s see how cute I can write while having my heart wrenched out of my chest by this god-awfully fantastic film. (I ended up not finishing this until today - it’s now 16.00 the 15th of December 😂)

Tags/TW’s: Grief, Loneliness, Kindness From Strangers, Potential Friendship, Deep Conversations, Christmas Decorating, Open Ending, Granted Wish, Unknown Identity

Word Count: 1.5k

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Decorative Obsession

The palace was ready, decorated from top to bottom in all things Christmas. From the pillars wrapped in silver silk to the windows framed by golden satin and green garlands. The holly, the ornaments, all things showered you in a warm sensation of utmost joy. I am such a lucky woman, you thought to yourself while walking toward the servants’ palace entrance hidden behind a secret door leading to some of the main servant quarters.

Ever since the King lost his latest love, the palace had been in mourning. It had been almost nine months and on the approach of Christmas, the King finally declared mourning to be over and your father’s company employed by the crown to turn the palace into a wonder of joy and warmth. The King had specifically requested silver, gold, and green to be the main colours. No red beyond what was naturally coloured so.

Your father had sent the very best he had — all hands on deck, as he had said two weeks ago. Two weeks, it had been an impossible mission to decorate the palace in such a short amount of time, yet, you had managed. You, out of all, had worked like a dog to uphold the high prestige of your father’s company and now you watched your work in absolute awe at five in the morning on the day it all had to be completed.

You gave the hallways one last glance before pushing the servants’ door open and slipping into the darker gloom with the deadly stairs and narrow spaces with candles lit here and there. Every muscle ached, every finger stiff from the many bows you’d tied and strings you’d wrapped around hidden nails. From the carrying of boxes to the pricking of pine needles. But it had all been worth it. Especially now, as you hurried out of the palace and headed for the Gardens of Versailles.

You had never seen them, but you heard they were an absolute wonder so you couldn’t pass on the single chance you’d have to see them, even in the chilly winter when they were not in bloom or truly tended to. I bet it’s absolutely beautiful.

It was. Entering the Gardens, you felt engulfed in both earth and sky, surrounded by beauty and unlimited with the high sky above covered in twinkling stars as the dark of winter drew the night out until near-lunchtime. There was half a moon available to light your way along with the light cover of snow and frost.

You giggled, spinning at the very centre of the gardens where you had heard the King had danced upon its first opening. You’d never paid much attention to royalty or the aristocrats of the world. Decorations and interior wonders were more the things you noticed. The polished pillars of a grand estate, the sculpted stone of railings along curving stairs, or the intricate details of a candelabra — yes, those things you noticed but the people owning the beautiful things? Not truly of consequence or worth your time, no matter how that sounded. You had a decorative obsession, and what a good thing that was given your father's company focusing on precisely that. Perhaps you had been conditioned to love it, but it didn't truly matter now.

The wind picked up and your dress flowed around your legs, sending snow swirling all around the rounded stage. “A morning dance?” came a deep, brooding voice. You drew a quick breath, stopping and turning instantly. “Sir,” you said while offering the man in a thick brown coat a curtsy. “You are not from the Palace,” he said, stepping closer. You internally cursed. “No, Sir. I am the one who has decorated it for this holiday.” “Ah, the decorator… Sneaking off to view the grand Gardens of Versailles?”

You straightened. There was no menace in his voice. Perhaps, if you were lucky, this man would not tell of the trespassing he had just found you performing. It was a guess, but his eyes were not cold as they found yours. He looked tired, burdened with life it seemed while the heavy cloak rested atop his shoulders with an edge of fur all around. He was of wealth, you could see that much, but how wealthy you were not sure.

“I have heard of its splendour and grandeur, a garden of the skies and earth.” He moved closer. “Yes. Quite. A garden where music appears to come from the heavens and we dance under the unlimited sky.” “We?” you asked, feeling your heart hammer harder. Was he perhaps going to turn you in, despite the initial view of him you had. “Yes.” You gulped. “I— I believe it’s a wonderful experience,” you managed to force out as he drew another two steps closer.

He appeared a proud man, tired but proud. Just his stiff and straight posture betrayed that fact. He looked down on you before looking out across the stage you both stood atop. “It is a fine place to dance and be joyous. The many celebrations held here have indeed been of the grand and beautiful kind.” You tried not to step away from the man. “I believe you,” you simply said, wondering how beautiful it would have been to dress the Gardens in all things Christmas — deep greens and rich golds with numerous candles would have suited it splendidly. “It’s a shame the grand King has not decided to use it for the holidays, I very much would have loved to decorate it. Elevate its beauty even in the dead of winter.”

The man looked at you, arching a brow that had his grand wig of a deep brown wiggle atop his head. You never did find such beauty standards to be quite to your taste, to be perfectly frank. Yet, it somehow wasn’t too much atop this man’s head. “Is that so?” “Well, yes. Despite the darkness around us, I can see it light up beautifully and be a wonder even when gardens usually lay dead during this time of year.” “Hmm, quite the idea,” he murmured and once more gazed around the two of you before returning his eyes to you. “Winter is a time of many things, nature lay dormant and quiet. But, it can still be beautiful and inviting — even when cold and harsh. Just as we humans sometimes are burdened by loneliness and hardships, nature is too. That is no reason to not see the wonder in humans as well as the earth.”

Why you rambled on you were not quite sure but the loneliness and heaviness permeated the air by the mere presence of the stoic-looking man so you felt a strange need to share your view on the matter of life. “Quite the statement, miss.” “Oh, perhaps. But it’s the circle of life. Life is more enjoyable when aware of it always being condemned to the endlessness of waves — much like the wonder of the sea. Sometimes the waves are high and we struggle, sometimes there is barely a ripple and we can float about in bliss. The only certain thing is that it is ever-changing, while also being a constant.”

Silence stretched for a long time and it seemed less burdensome than earlier. “What, do tell, should a ruling man with many subjects in his care do when the waves are too high and there is none in sight to offer aid to stay above the surface?” Your eyes widened. “K-King— Your Highness,” you stuttered out as realisation dawned on you. “Stand up, miss.” He glanced down at your bowed form. “Answer my question.” “You sink, Your Highness. Until the bottom is reached where you can push yourself up once more.” “That is a terrible answer…” “But it is honest. And, if I may say so, there is also the option of calling out for help…” “A King does not call for help.” “No, perhaps not. But a man does if he knows what is good for him and those he has in his care.”

The King peered down on you. He said nothing for the longest of times while you nearly held your breath. You weren’t sure which way he would swing but you had no choice but to remain beside him under the star-strewn sky.

“Then, I shall ask for your assistance, miss.” Your eyes widened. “Mine, Your Highness?” “Yes. Indeed.” His eyes softened while his face hardened. “You have until the end of the week to turn the Gardens of Versailles into something warm. Something, splendid… As you wished to decorate it, I too wish to feel the wonder you spoke of but I cannot reach such views with mere imagination.” “I can.” He nodded. “Indeed, you seem gifted with the sight of what could be when what is isn’t something worth seeing…”

King Louis departed in a steady walk while you watched after him until he left your view. Perhaps, if you managed to outdo yourself with the gardens, the lonely king would feel something other than all the burdens which rested atop his shoulders. 

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A/N: I know it’s a bit of an abrupt ending, but I feel this was the perfect place to stop this One-Shot. I feel all warm in a friendly manner from writing this fic and I think we can all remember what happened in A Little Chaos and basically imagine the same thing repeating once Y/n has finished decorating the Gardens 🥰

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Bath and Body Works Spiced Cider Pillar Candle

late 1990s

Found on Ebay, user stuff-n-things70 

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wanna help my worlds collide?

prompt: threesome, double penetration in two holes (kinktober) tags: rated e (18+) hellcheer doubleteaming steve until he cries, that's the whole fic

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Chrissy’s sweet.

That’s the impression Steve gets the first time he meets her, leaning against the wall at a party hosted by their shared boyfriend. 

She catches sight of him and makes a beeline for him right away, marching across the room on skyhigh heels without missing a step. There’s something predatory in her walk, a glint in her eye, and it lights Steve up like a fucking Christmas tree as she comes to a stop in front of him

It’s that kind of a party – people in lingerie and collars, a few on leashes. The Halloween theme carried out to its logical Eddie Munson conclusion of “vampire sex den”, or whatever it is he’s going for with the number of black and red pillar candles he’s got burning all over the place.

And she’s dressed to match: black dress and black heels with red soles, cherry red nails and lips, but even still. It’s not the kind of place you’d expect to meet someone like Chrissy, looking more like she’s wearing an Audrey Hepburn costume than anything you’d find in a place like this. 

She looks like half the girls he went out with back in high school: sweet and bubbly and warm. A nice girl. 

Well, that and the six-inch stilettos.

Her eyes light up when he tells her his name, and she leans closer and says,

“Oh my god.” Cheeks flushing pink, big toothy grin spreading across her face as she settles a hand on his arm. “Are you that Steve?”

And he smiles, tilting his head to the side. “Guess that means you’re that Chrissy.”

Her laugh is light like a bell, and he feels himself drawn in. He can tell exactly what it is that Eddie sees in her, feels a little like he’s staring at the female version of himself, and he makes a mental note to tease Eddie later about having such a distinct type.

[continue on ao3 || 4,702 words]

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Hi :) This is a special set (not early access) made as a thank-you to my Patrons on Patreon.

I wanted to make something to show my appreciation to everyone who's followed me there and given me a chance as an unknown new CC maker. Thank you so much for your support!❤

I find candles to be cozy and it's December, so I figured I'd make a festive candle set. It comes in glittery and non-glittery swatches, and the candles are fully functional. You can set their glow color and intensity in Live mode.

P.S.: The in-game price for each candle is $1, so if you're playing Rags To Riches or similar challenges, your Sims can buy them without breaking the bank.

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Or from CurseForge: https://www.curseforge.com/sims4/build-buy/christmas-candle-set

The set includes 3 items:

Large pillar candle | 11 swatches | Poly count: 206 highest LOD

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⋆⊰∙∘⋆❆ borealis ❆⋆∘∙⊱⋆ winter collection masterlist ❆ year two

back to borealis: year one | winter headcanons | navigation | fanfiction masterlist

rating: varies | no use of y/n | rocket x reader | oneshots | word count: varies. a second round of winter oneshots for your enjoyment!

sweet dreams | mcu | complete ✮

mistletoe avoidance | comics | complete ✩

welcome to the knowhere christmas party | mcu | complete ✩

kiss me at midnight | mcu | complete ❤︎‬❤︎‬

the winter holiday gun show | eidos | complete ✩❤︎‬

RATING KEY fluff ✮ | spice ✩ | some smut ❤︎‬ | much smut ❤︎‬❤︎‬

⋆⁺₊❅❆⋆for more winter oneshots, see borealis: year one. ⋆❆❅₊⁺⋆ more winter headcanons | navigation | fanfiction masterlist

sweet dreams. ‧❅•꙳⋆

fluff | no use of y/n | gn reader | oneshot | word count: 6,418.

rocket comes to visit for his annual winter-holiday-nap. you have some new gifts to offer up. ❅ a sequel to traditions from borealis ❆ year one (but can be read as a standalone). this is just pure fluffyfluff, twice as soft and sweet as a half-melted marshmallow in a cocoa-cup. loosely mcu-inspired; can be read platonically or romantically. see post for warnings. for @welcomtothevoid ♡

mistletoe avoidance.⋆♡❅༄⋆⁺

spice | no use of y/n | gn reader | oneshot | word count: 5,903.

rocket's getting sick of all these #@$%ing kisses. ❅ peppermint-sweet winterspice romantic fluff. skottie-young-comics-based.

welcome to the knowhere christmas party. *ੈ𑁍*⋆꙳

fluff & low-grade spice | no use of y/n | gn reader | oneshot | word count: 13,251.

the worst thing about being a single dad is the number of meddling matchmakers rocket’s gotta deal with during the holidays. that's where you come in. ❅ mcu-based, post vol3. romantic fluff with low-grade spice. see post for more warnings.

kiss me at midnight. ❆.𖥔 ݁ ˖

18+ only MDNI | no use of y/n | f!reader | oneshot | word count: 24,952.

five years' worth of midnights. ❅ mcu-based. takes place during the snap. angsty with a happy ending ~ see post for emotional & nsfw warnings.

the holiday gun show. ❆ˎˊ˗

18+ only MDNI | no use of y/n | f!reader | oneshot | word count: 17,781.

rocket has his own holiday traditions: doin' community service and generally bein' an upstanding pillar of his favorite local community, of course. what the flark were you thinking? ❅ friends-to-lovers, loosely eidos-inspired. for nonnie ♡ see post for warnings.

for more winter oneshots, see borealis: year one. more winter headcanons | navigation | fanfiction masterlist

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white glitter divider by @/ichigoohinatsuma

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digital-aesthetic teal and pale blue support/mdni banners by @/adornedwithlight

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*GiftAnon returns, looking a little frazzled from preparing this alongside various get-togethers. Anon pauses to stare at the decorations in awe then shakes their head and looks over at Julie.* Merry merry, happy happy! I hope everything's going well for you.

I'll help out with giving them out because there's A Lot now. *gestures towards the heap that increased exponentially while Julie wasn't paying close attention. It's almost certain that at least some people assumed they were empty boxes placed around the tree as decor. Anon winces.* …sorry.

*Every person who works in the castle gets a smaller box containing hand-sized bags of assorted hard candies, and a pair of brightly dyed knit socks or little wooden figurines of animals or flowers. There's a sack at Anon's side full of small bags of candy to be given out to anyone visiting. The boxes for Magnifico, Myrah, Julie, Amaya, and Rowen likewise have bags of candy in them but instead of socks or a rough wooden figurine there is something else: *

*Magnifico and Rowen each receive a cloak pin, although Magnifico gets a twinned pair. Amaya and Myrah and Julie get pendant necklaces. Aside from Julie's pendant, everything is made of carved wood with tiny fragments pressed in; Julie gets a resin pendant with dried flowers inside.*

*Magnifico's pins are starburst shapes with sea glass pressed into the circular backing. Rowen's is a bird with a rainbow of tiny stone feathers. Myrah's necklace is styled after a sun with yellow stone fragments filling in. Amaya's is a rose colored with many yellow and pink stones. Julie's oval resin pendant has white flower petals and some dried greenery - snowdrops and primulas.*

((Merry Christmas, Julie!))

The throne room glimmers and glows. Large fir garlands adorned with red ribbons and ornamemts are draped along the edges of the high walls, wrapped around the pillars, along archways, over the thrones and even some furniture.

The rugs have been switched to a deep red. There is a large table set out in the middle, just as beautifully decorated as the rest. Vased with flowers and fir tree branches. Candles and holly. But by far, the eye catcher is the enormous christmas tree in the left corner near the windowfront. It stands tall, almost to the roof and shines almost as brightly as all of Rosas together.

In the wide fireplace crackles a fire. The buzzing of the christmas eve ball already past. Now there is only the royal couple and their deputies.

Amaya rests in Rowans lap, leaning in an embrace in the armchair. He snuggles his nose onto her neck. She smiles, fondling the necklace she's gotten.

Magnifico and Myrah stand on the other side. His hands runs down her cheek and his eyes display a vast array of boundless adoration and endless love. Their gaze met with a tenderness only soulmates could share.

I watch as they kiss. My heart full of happiness and content. The year that is now nearing its end had been in many ways not quite how I had planned it, yet, there is much I am grateful for. I run my thumb over the smooth surface of the pendant, marveling over the flowers in it. A tiny foresight of spring.

On the couch corner, Asha, Dahlia and her family have fallen asleep. Only Sabino is still playing his lute, singing o holy night.

Julius sits on my lap and I caress over the soft black fur. I think of all the people I have come to know and pray their hearts may be filled with warmth, hope, love and happiness.

Merry Christmas

to everyone ♥︎

For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6