#festiveseasons

[finer-things-blogs]

Embrace the seasons of joy at Anantara Angkor Resort!

Celebrate love in February, honour women in March, and welcome the Khmer New Year with the vibrant festivities of Songkran. Let the celebrations flow!

[weblozy-india]

Festive Season SEO Tactics: Getting Your E-commerce Store Noticed

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[outtagum]

It's for you, darling. Merry Christmas Oh Jim, dear! It was the one I was admiring.

FESTIVE SEASON 🎁 LADY AND THE TRAMP dir. Clyde Geronimi, Wilfred Jackson and Hamilton Luske (1955)

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Enjoy this Tamil new year with your family by buying new clothes from us

May this new year be filled with fun and joy

Happy Tamil new year

[oursuperadventure]

Yup, our Christmas tree is already up! We have to do it for Toby!!! 🎄

(Also, it gets super dark really early now so all of the lights are really nice for combatting the seasonal gloom!)

Hey! We have new mugs, prints and a BF sale over in the usual place! (shop.oursuperadventure.com !)

Also, we're at MCM Birmingham this weekend! Come say hi!

[blu0nion]

Merry Chrimas! 🎄

[toyastales]

Smoky Apple Cider Paloma

[noseysilverfox]

January 2025

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Jolly Niko and Niko with presents!!

Jolly Niko is going to be one year old soon :3

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HAPPY HOLI MOODBOARD

14.03.2025

[weblozy-india]

Winning Strategies for E-commerce Sales During Festive Seasons. 

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[outtagum]

This is some Christmas..

FESTIVE SEASON 🎄 HAWKEYE 2021—2021

[ashleymilesphil]

Help Us Make This Holiday Season Special!🙏❤️🏳️‍🌈

Dear Friends and Supporters,

The holiday season is upon us, and for many, it’s a time of joy, family, and celebration. But for us, the LGBTQ refugees in East Africa, it’s also a time of challenges. As traders in the camp prepare to close their tents early to spend the holidays with their families, the prices of goods are already rising. This makes it even harder for us to secure food and essentials.

This holiday , we’re launching a two-week fundraising campaign with a goal of $1,222 to help us celebrate this festive season. Our plan is simple but meaningful: to share a special meal together one that will bring us a moment of joy, unity, and hope. For many of us, this could be our last celebration in Africa, as we dream of resettlement and a brighter future free from the horrors of homophobia and transphobia.

Here’s how you can help:

• $10: Feeds one person with a hearty, special meal.

• $25: Feeds three people, giving them a taste of joy this holiday season.

Imagine the impact of sparing just $5 it’s the cost of a coffee or a snack, but for us, it’s a chance to feel valued, to laugh, and to forget, even briefly, the struggles of our daily lives.

We’re currently only 21 individuals for this budget,but together, we’re a community. Your contribution will help us stock up on food before prices skyrocket, ensuring that we have everything we need for a beautiful celebration.

Every dollar you give brings light to our lives. You’re not just feeding us you’re giving us hope, love, and a sense of belonging.

Thank you for standing with us and for being part of our journey. Let’s make this holiday season a memorable one..

With gratitude and love,

The LGBTQ Refugees

Donate today and help us make this dream a reality!

[sobbingscripter]

DAY 1: A partridge in a pear tree

☃️A Zen'in Christmas☃️

Tags: [I hate this man with a PASSION][smash with the lights off][mating press][mistletoe][arranged marriage][m4f][fem! reader][sloppy][Naoya doesn't celebrate Christmas because he believes it's a 'commoner' holiday]

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After being forced to marry into the Zen'in clan, you learnt quite a few things about them.

Their Christmas parties are ASS.

Stupidly extravagant with over-the-top desserts and mixtures of deconstructed, gluten-free quiches that seem like they were made by someone who's favourite spice is flour.

And not to mention, you'd bet your left flap that Naoya is the killer of Christmas spirit. To each proposal of cheer, he counters with a depressing family story that took place on Christmas.

You're sure it's just because he wants to watch the glimmer of childlike wonder to leave your eyes.

You're deep in thought when you bump into Naoya, right in the doorway of your shared room. "Shit, my bad." You mumble, stepping back because for someone who hates other people invading his space, he sure loves to invade yours.

"What's... This?" He motions to the festive plant, dangling from the frame of the doorway and you follow his golden gaze.

"A mistletoe." You answer with a hum. "When two people stand under it, they have to kiss under it."

His full lips from an 'o' shape, nodding his head of shaggy hair like he understands the concept, before a grin creeps onto his face. Maniacal and damn chilling, only softened by the dimples in his cheeks.

Naoya doesn't understand the concept of a mistletoe.

Nor does he want to.

He likes the version in his head. Where rather than kissing you, he has your knees pressed against your chest, plush tits against squishy thighs and watching the way your colourful tongue lolls like a fucking bitch in heat.

"Look at you." He grunts, cocky grin planted on his face as broad hands readjust their grip on the backs of your thighs, golden eyes locked on your flushed face as your hands claw at him, manicured nails digging into his biceps.

"So fucking needy for a little deep dicking." He enunciates his point with a particularly hard thrust, the tip of his cock smearing precum against your cervix with each, sloppy kiss it gives, and your eyes damn near roll back in your head.

Your back is against the lush carpet that lines your bedroom floor, your dress hiked up to your hips and the neckline pulled down low enough for his eyes to drink in the way your pretty tits bounce with each rough piston of his hips.

"...fuck...you .."

You can barely spit out the insult, your mind fuzzy and pretty eyes unfocused.

Naoya fucks mean. Brutal hips, hands leaving bruising indentations in your soft skin and lips spitting insults that would have you huddled in a corner.

"...'s positions real easy to switch holes in, sweetheart." His voice is condescending, but you can't find the heart to punch him in the throat while he's drilling you into the hideous carpet of his private quarters.

Veins and his ridged crown drags against your walls with each piston of his hips, as he slows to an almost passionate pace, savouring the way your gummy walls cling to him, his eyes focused on your puffy pussy lips, spreading around him.

One of Naoya's hands move, sliding down your torso towards your face before moving to cup one of your ruddy cheeks, wet with trickling tears of overstimulation and pleasure.

"Mm.... So pretty when you shut the fuck up."

He leans forward, guiding each of your legs to his broad shoulders and he leans forward, kissing your lips sloppily, and you feel him reach a spot that damn near has your eyes bulging like a stress toy.

His tongue is warm and wet, brushing against yours and thoroughly claiming the wet cavern, until he pulls away, a strong of goopy saliva connecting between the two of you.

Naoya pulls out of you with a wet 'pop', his cock still hard as he tucks himself back into his boxers, and just....

Leaves you in a crumpled pile on the carpet, forcing your hazy eyes to lock onto the mistletoe you'd hung above the doorway, in a cute attempt to bring the festive season to the Zen'in compound.

God knows they need Santa and all the wonders and cheer.

Once you manage to pull yourself back together, you smooth out your hair and tug your dress back into place, before moving towards the Christmas 'party' in the lower quarters.

No carols, only... Sad excuses for decorations and the saddest looking tree you've ever seen. All... Leaning to the side, giving you the 'please decorate me better' branches.

You don't look or even think of Naoya. Because in a way, he's like Candyman. You say his name and he'll show up to kill your spirit.

But it's too late. That scent of sandalwood and a hint of cinnamon brushes against your nose as Naoya passes behind you, his voice low and husky.

"I'm coming for that ass."

[tired-roo]

.:Festive Wakkos:.

My boi <'3

[noseysilverfox]

January 2024