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dharmaart · 3 months
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God jul!
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captainmera · 3 months
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Tis Christmas eve where I am and I want to wish you a happy yule. May your day be filled with milk and cookies!
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Yule in Sweden is the 24th December!
So happy and gentle Christmas to you today then! :D
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isbergillustration · 3 months
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It's christmas in half an hour. Happy holidays to the people who celebrate, happy capitalist garbage nightmare to everyone else, and, above all, if you celebrate on the 25th instead of the 24th, please consider accepting the error of your ways.
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goatshrine-art · 1 year
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Lazarus, Bringer of Gifts 
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stretchoutfics · 3 months
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🎄🎄🎄
'Tis the season of goodwill to all, and discovering that there is a tag on AO3 called 'Christmas Smut'.
This oneshot is a Christmas gift to @eyeofthedrgn, who asked for best friends to lovers. Thanks to her and also to @darktwistedgenderplural, beta extraordinaire.
I present to you, with much love and compliments of the season:
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moog-enthusiast · 3 months
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photobob making krumkake cause it’s one if my favorite parts of the holiday i love these silly norwegian holiday cookies
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jayaii · 3 months
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My secret santa gift for @pinkflipphonez ! Merry christmas, god jul!
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papaslittlesunshine · 3 months
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✨ Yuletide ✨
It’s late and one by one (or two, or three) the ghouls retire to their rooms for the night for sleep or whatever carnal activity they desire.
The ghoulettes retire, Cumulus and Cirrus choosing to spend this night together. They find a fire crackling, and two sparkling packaged wrapped in glittery paper. They open each to find matching silk robes laid out on the bed. Both shades of pastel, lavender for Cumulus and ice blue for Cirrus. Both chosen to complement their hair and eyes, both their favorite colors. They slip into them immediately, leaving their clothes on the floor, snuggling on the fur by the fire to cuddle.
A question of who had left them in their minds. Papa, they decide. But there was no note.
Mountain enters their room next, bone tired from a long day of splitting firewood, he finds a fire blazing in the hearth, his room warm and full of the scent of charred wood and balsam. A small parcel knotted with twine and a sprig of fresh holly on the bed. He opens it to find a balm, sniffing it and recognizing the scent, knowing it is intended to relieve his sore muscles. Next to it, another parcel, opened to find a large green stone, crystal, emerald-like in color that he cradles in his hands. Peridot, his earthly birthstone, he realizes. A cord attached to it catches his attention, and he plugs it in to find the stone lights up, a bedside night light in his favorite color. The color and reflections bouncing off the walls and casting the room in a beautiful glow. He sinks into bed, watching the light twinkle around the room as he falls asleep, a smile on his face and holly growing by his horns. He’ll have to remember to thank Papa later.
Swiss, Phantom and Aurora end up together, because of course they do, a ghoul pile of tongues and tails until they enter Swiss’s room, a fire softly crackling with sparks of purple, blue and gold, set with some elemental magick so it would burn with the colors all night. The newer ghouls sit entranced by the flames, as Swiss finds brightly wrapped packages on the bed in purple, blue and gold. He hands one to each ghoul and they open them to find special slippers. Dragons for Swiss in greens, oranges and gold. Purple and black bats for Phantom, and fluffy white unicorns with blue and pink manes and horns. The three quickly slip theirs on and compare their feet by the fire, before continuing on to more energetic activities, but the slippers stay on. Papa got their personalities so perfectly - he really knows his ghouls, Swiss thinks.
Rain leads Dew into their room, finding it warm and inviting with their own fire snapping in the hearth, fairy lights twinkling over the walls and across their headboard. Two oddly shaped parcels sit by the pillow. One blue, one silver. They open theirs and compare. Rain’s has a water lamp, that turns their room into an underwater sanctuary by projecting the rippling blue and green light across the walls and ceiling, replicating the feeling of being underwater. They both stare for a few moments, lost in the glow and memories shared of the water. Dew’s package has a gold, red and orange lava lamp, molten in appearance, but the same colors as his eyes, and turns their room a warm color, perfect for a cold evening to warm up with. Dew thanks Rain before they realize that they didn’t do this. It must be Papa, they decide. They’ll thank him properly tomorrow.
Papa retires for the night with a sister of sin tucked under his arm, laughing from too much wine. He finds his fire already lit and a small parcel on his bed, tied with a metallic blue ribbon. He opens it to find a handsome velvet robe, blue with black and gold trim, that the sister helps him try on, as she steps back and admires how handsome he looks. Papa smiles, vowing to thank his ghouls later. They’re so good to him.
As the abbey settles in for the night, Aether slips back into the night, disappearing into the void as he whispers “Merry Yuletide”. ✨
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professorerudite · 3 months
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He made it!! Merry Christmas everyone!
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trans-armen · 3 months
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God jul och gott nytt år, från oss på Trans-Armén <3
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vincybel · 3 months
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Happy Holidays
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tuukkarasksass · 3 months
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I am going to die of cuteness overload
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cold-earth-connection · 3 months
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Home, it feels like a dream
The bigger the risk, the bigger the reward.
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laziestgirlintown · 3 months
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Gävlebocken, gutted by jackdaws, night between Christmas Eve and Christmas morning
Merry yule feast, birbs!
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littlehenrikehd · 3 months
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Från oss alla, till er alla, en riktigt glad Sexig Slyna Söndag
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dendro80 · 4 months
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Today its been studies all day. And some time to just relax, decorate the house and enjoying the day. Finally some tomtegröt (porridge). In old Sweden, porridge was often put out for the house elf at Christmas (he looked like a smal gray santa). ✨
In nordic mythology, the house elf is a small being that looks like an old man with a long beard. They are usually dressed in gray and have a gray or red beanie. House elves are strong and good at work. They live close to people, usually in a stable or a barn, but sometimes in the same house as the people. A house elf is grumpy and doesn't want to be seen. But secretly he keeps track so that the people are kind to the animals and take care of the farm in a good way. If the people take care of themselves, they can get help from the house elf with many of the chores on the farm, and the elf creates security on the farm. But if the people, for example, don't give the animals enough food, they can suddenly get a kick in the ass, or an slap from someone they can't see. Then it's the house elf who is on the move and wants them to tighten up. A house elf can be several hundred years old and usually stays on the same farm for several generations of owners. Elves are basically quite friendly and caring creatures, as long as you don't annoy them. To show appreciation and keep house elf happy, people could set out a dish of porridge with a dollop of butter in it on Christmas Eve. Then the house elf was happy. ✨
A translation from Swedis radio, allways loved folklore.
December 2023 ✨❤️
Avesta, Dalarna, Sweden
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