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agathaandbrienneslesbian · 5 months

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Snow Day

Brienne of Tarth x Fem!Princess!Reader

Hello everyone and Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and Blessed Yule to all of you <3 Just as promised, here is the little fluffy Brienne Fic. I hope you guys enjoy it.

Additionally, I now have a Taglist so make sure to fill out the form so I know who to tag where <3

Big thanks to @weemssapphic and some of my other friends for beta reading my story <3

Disclaimer: English is not my first language!

Warnings: None. Just fluff and cutie patootie Brienne <3

Authors Note: Y/N has been left alone in the castle, as her parents went to another kingdom for an assize. Alone? No. They left Ser Brienne of Tarth to look after their daughter. The best Knight in all of the seven kingdoms surely would be able to protect their child if something were to happen. Little do they know that their daughter and Brienne might enjoy their time alone a bit more than anticipated.

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“This is so boring”, you groaned as you slumped onto the cushions that laid in front of the big window in your chambers, looking outside and watching the snowflakes dance their way to the ground.

Your parents, the King and the Queen, have been gone for a week now, and they won’t return for another. Being alone in a big castle with nothing to do except for reading and simply… existing… wasn’t too thrilling for you. There was, however, a little light at the end of the tunnel. Your parents decided that you shouldn’t be alone whilst they were gone, and therefore left you under the watchful eyes of Brienne of Tarth.

THE Brienne of Tarth. The strongest knight in all the seven kingdoms and your secret crush. Yes, it's true. You’ve admired her for a long time, and being alone with her was the cherry on top of the cake. One week alone with her and one week still to come, and she still kept a respectful distance, no matter how many times you tried chatting her up. On some occasions, even tripped on purpose so that she would have to catch you, only for her to set you on your feet and immediately take a step back. You loved how respectful and careful she was with you, but you just wanted to be able to cuddle up to her and run your fingers through that short, blonde and so soft-looking hair. You let out a frustrated sigh and leaned your head on the windowsill.

“I’m sorry you feel that way, my Lady. Perhaps we could go into the library to read?” Brienne offered, pulling you from your thoughts. You jumped slightly and turned to look at her. Since when has she been standing at the entrance to your room? She stood there in her royal Knights tunic, a belt fastened around her waist. You couldn’t get enough of the sight, staring at her without noticing as your cheeks flushed a light pink hue.

“My Lady?” the blonde tried again, ripping you from your thoughts once more. You let out a sigh.

“I don’t know… I don’t really feel like reading” You turned your head to the window again, not wanting to make her uncomfortable with your very obvious staring. Watching the snowflakes get less and less, you suddenly had an idea, sitting up quickly, which made Brienne jump a bit at the abruptness of your movement.

“Let’s go outside!” you suggested, turning your face to look at Brienne again with a wide smile. “Just for a walk!”

“I don’t know, my Lady…” Brienne was clearly hesitant and whilst you didn’t want to push her, you still wanted to do something else than just read and lounge around. You decided to give her your best puppy eyes.

“Please? Oh, please Ser!” You flutter your eyelashes and look at her with a pleading expression. The Knight thought for a second, then sighed and nodded.

“Alright.” She said, and you sprang up in excitement. You walked to your closet, pulled out your winter coat and furs and set them on your bed. Looking up, you saw Brienne still standing there. Was she waiting for you?

“I can meet you down in the hall so you can get ready too.” You offered, and she waited for a second, thinking and then nodding.

“I will be awaiting you in the Great Hall, my Lady.” She replied before leaving your room to get ready herself. You quickly threw on your coat and wrapped the furs around your shoulders, attaching them with straps so they wouldn’t fall. You put on your thick winter shoewear, grabbed your gloves and after a last look into the mirror you left your chambers. Just as promised, Brienne was waiting for you in the great hall, clad in her furs and thick boots. She had her sword strapped to her belt again and was holding the grip, resting her hand on it. Brienne looked absolutely stunning, standing there, hand on her sword, clad in her winter coat. You swallowed dryly and felt your cheeks flush as you approached her. Smiling sweetly at her, Brienne nodded and opened the door for you.

The cold air felt nice as you stepped into the open. Brienne and you walked through the garden towards the little forested area in silence, just enjoying the fresh air. The forest was dark, snow covering every surface. No tree, nor branch, nor leaf was showing. It looked as if you were walking through a magical portal. The only sound you heard was the soft whistling of the wind and your and Brienne’s footsteps in the snow.

“It’s beautiful, isn't it?” You asked, turning your head to look at Brienne who wore a soft, almost invisible smile, and she hummed in agreement. Her cheeks and nose were pink from the cold, and her eyes sparkled in the cold atmosphere. She looked ethereal. Your ears grew hot with a blush and you decided to look around. You reached an open area, surrounded by trees, and that’s when you had an idea. Bending down, you grabbed some snow, rolling it into a ball and then throwing it at the unexpecting blonde. With a soft ‘thud’ the snowball broke apart against the Knight’s coat, and she looked at you with surprise. You giggled.

“Let’s have a snowball fight!” You said, already leaning down again to pick up more snow.

“My Lady, I don't think this is a good idea. Maybe we should go back now. Your cheeks are all red. I wouldn't want you getting sick!” Brienne replied, but you didn’t answer, simply throwing another snowball at her with a teasing smirk.

“Come on Ser! It’s so nice here and the snow is perfect!” leaning down, you collected some more snow, creating another snowball and throwing it at her. Brienne seemed unsure, you saw it on her face. She wanted to let go and have fun, but she held herself back.

“I know you want to! Just do it! Promise I won’t be mad if you hit me. IF you manage to hit me.” You tease, hoping that would get her playful spirit up. The smirk on your face widened when you saw Brienne resting a hand on her hip, looking at you with a raised eyebrow.

“IF?” she asked “I don’t want to brag, but my aim is rather precise,” she said warningly, staring you down, but there was a playful smile tugging at her lips. You got her right where you wanted her.

“I’ll only believe it if I see it. Until then, I guess you’re just bad at snowball fights!” You teased, taking a step closer, and watched Brienne break her protective wall she built up. All the talking and the time you got to spend together made Brienne want to open up to you. You didn’t know it, but Brienne fell for you, hard. The first time she saw you, she was starstruck. The way your lips curled into a sweet and welcoming smile every time you saw her, the way your eyes sparkled and how animatedly you talked to her about your favourite topics, and she absolutely adored how clumsy you are. This week was difficult for Brienne for she wanted nothing more but to confess her feelings for you. But she didn’t. She was afraid you would reject her, so she kept her distance, but you made it more difficult every single day.

“I think you’re just a coward,” you test her, playful smile on your face as you throw another snowball at her. Her gaze turned into a competitive smirk, and at that moment you almost regretted teasing her so much. You knew her strength, her poise, her grace. You knew she would have you yield within seconds in a snowball fight, but you stood your ground. Wanting her to let loose and have fun for once.

“I’ll give you 10 seconds,” she simply said as she leaned down and started collecting snow for a snowball. It took you about 3 seconds to realise what she had just said, then your eyes widened, and you started grabbing snow, running away with a wide smile, a laugh threatening to spill over your lips. The moment you thought you had enough distance from her, you turned around, only to be hit by a snowball with deadly precision. It hit your chest and the snow trickled down your coat into your garments. You shrieked and just threw a snowball blindly, trying to shake the snow out of your coat. When you looked back up, a single laugh left your lips. You had hit Brienne square in the face with the snowball. Trying not to laugh too much, you took shaking breaths.

“I am so sorry, Ser. Are you okay?” You took a step forward, then stopped dead in your tracks. Brienne wiped the snow off her face and looked at you with determination, a dangerous smile on her lips.

“I’ll get you back for that, Princess!” She said as she started charging towards you, snow in her hand. You squeaked and started running away, unable to hold your laughter back any more. You stumbled and tripped over snow, slipping and sliding the more you tried to run.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” you repeated over and over again between gasps of air and laughs. You turned around, wanting to see how close Brienne was, when you suddenly slipped and fell over, rolling onto your back with a laugh. Brienne came to an abrupt halt, which caused her to slip, falling onto the soft snowy ground next to you. She had a huge smile plastered on her face and quickly gathered some snow to throw it on you. You squealed again, wriggling around to free yourself of the snow. Brienne started giggling quietly and watched you, cheeks and nose rosy from the cold, the soft wrinkles next to your eyes from laughing and the wide smile plastered on your face. She was madly in love with you. With a swift move, you turn towards her, thinking it to be the best way to get rid of her throwing snow onto you. Rolling around, you suddenly realised that she was much closer than anticipated. You bumped into her chest, coming face to face with the strong blonde, who instinctively wrapped her arms around you. Your laughs came to a halt, just looking up at her with a smile, admiring her face. Brienne blushed darkly, she wanted to separate again, give you space, but she found herself unable to when you slowly leaned up and pecked the corner of her lips. She closed her eyes, just for a second, taking a shaky breath.

You did it. Suddenly, the realisation of what you did just hit you as you made eye contact with the Knight. Suddenly, you felt afraid. Before you could pull away and start rambling, the blonde cupped your cheek, pulling you close to plant a soft kiss on your lips, which you reciprocated gladly. She pulled away, stroking your cheek gently, looking into your eyes deeply. You smiled at her and your smile was so wide and happy, Brienne felt her heart burst. All the smiles, all the accidental touches, all the moments where you were so close to her and she pulled away. She now realised that you felt the same all along, and it filled her heart with joy and love. You pecked her lips again quickly, and then a shudder went through you, making Brienne frown.

“Are you cold?” she asked, sitting up and pulling you up with her. You nodded.

“Let's go back then. I don’t want you to get sick. Come!” She stood, pulling you up with her, and you held close onto her arm. You couldn’t believe it. She felt the same, she actually felt the same. This was no one-sided love. You were overjoyed.

The walk back to the castle was quiet. The both of you enjoying each other’s company, basking in the closeness that both of you have longed for so long. Walking into the castle, Brienne and you made your way to the library to warm up in front of the fire. Both of your coats were taken by the maids, taking them back to your chambers to clean them and put them back in the closets. The maids brought some tea for the two of you to warm up whilst you sat in front of the fireplace on the heaps of pillows and furs to warm up.

You leaned against Brienne as she had her arms wrapped around you, holding you close to her. You turned your head, looking up at her and pressing a kiss to her cheek, making her smile.

“Brienne?” you asked, nervous about her reaction to you using her first name. The tall blonde blushed. Her name sounded so beautiful coming from you. Like a melody, like a prayer. She hummed in response, urging you to continue. You sat up, taking a deep breath and looking into her eyes. She grew nervous seeing you so anxious.

“May… May I court you… Brienne of Tarth. Properly court you?” You watched her reaction before continuing. Her eyes widened as she watched you, speechless. Was this really happening?

“I- I have found myself a fool for you ever since I laid my eyes on you for the first time. So..- here I ask you. Will you allow me to court you, to cherish you… to love you?” You looked at her, holding your breath in nervous anticipation of her answer. Brienne nodded gently, tears threatening to swell in her eyes. She couldn’t believe her ears. But you were so sincere, you… you really loved her. She sat up, went on one knee and held your hand, looking into your eyes.

“My Lady… Y/N,” she started, “I will shield your back and give my life for yours if it comes to that. I swear it by the old gods and the new. I am yours, eternally.” You smiled at her, not being able to hold back your tears, as you wrapped your arms around her and kissed her lips. Her arms wrapped around your waist, holding you close to her as she let her emotions flow freely. Not once has she felt this loved and cherished. You pulled away, cupping her cheeks and wiping her tears from under her eyes.

“My Brienne,” you whispered, sealing the promise with a kiss once more.

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Taglist: @erinyaya @vivendraws @phexyce @winterfireblond

As always comments and likes are greatly appreciated <3

#Brienne of Tarth #Brienne x reader #Brienne of Tarth x Reader #Reader insert #Gwendoline Christie #Gwendoline Christie fanfic #Gwendoline Christie Character #wlw #sapphic #fluff #queer #lesbian

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growing-yet-into-magic · 1 year

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Happy solstice, blessed Yule everyone!

No matter where you are, I hope you're well-fed and warm. I hope you've got something fresh-baked at home. I hope there are clean blankets waiting for you. I wish you a good read, a good game, a good show to enjoy.

When the sun goes down, I know your tomorrow will be brighter.

#growing-yet #Yule #witchblr

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purkinje-effect · 5 months

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blessed yule, everyone

#fallout 76 #gavlebocken #gavle goat #i'm quite disappointed that it doesn't 'light up' like the other new 2023 holiday rewards #so i took it upon myself to 'light it up' :)#fallout 76 screenshots #gävle goat #gävlebocken

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bewitched-moonlight · 5 months

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🎄 Blessed Yule, witches 🎄

Winter solstice

As the winter solstice, Yule represents the darkest and longest night of the year, symbolizing the triumph of light over darkness. Witches view Yule as a time of introspection, renewal, and spiritual rebirth.

In essence, Yule serves as a spiritual reminder of the cyclical nature of life, death, and rebirth, encouraging everyone to align themselves with the rhythms of the natural world and find spiritual meaning in the changing seasons.

Rituals to celebrate

🕯️ Light a candle or burn a Yule log to reflect on the warmth and hope that light brings during the dark season.

🌲 Decorate your altar and your home with evergreen branches, holly, mistletoe, and other symbols of life and continuity.

❄️ Take a silent walk in nature to connect with the winter landscape.

🎁 Engage in acts of kindness or community service to share the abundance in your life.

🍲 Prepare a Yule feast and share with loved ones.

More ideas to celebrate Yule Yule Tarot spread

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tears-of-amber · 5 months

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Tonight I honor my community that I’ve found on this fifth night of Yule! Thanks to everyone on tumblr who has blessed me with their advice and support on my pagan and witchcraft journey!

-Velvet Rose 🌹

Special thanks to @waxandwanewitchery @broomsick and @windvexer

#witchcraft #witchblr #witch #pagan #witchy #spirituality #paganism #norse paganism

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biteofcherry · 10 months

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Sacred Hunt CURTIS

What would be next for them?

Ahh, I love how much love The Sacred Hunt Curtis is gaining 🥰

It may come as a surprise, but you and Curtis get your own version of happy ending. Domestic life, though in rather harsh conditions of hard work to survive. With Curtis being titled The Hunter of decade, he received many offerings that definitely help you out through the winter and into the next harvest season. Which is a blessing, truly, because pregnancy often makes you fall asleep in the middle of the day.

Yes, you're definitely pregnant before the first snow falls. Curtis hunts were always precise, but merciful, but now he's trying extra hard to make it clean, so he can procure lush furs for you. Anything to keep you comfortable and warm during the late autumn and winter.

There's a little grain of salt around the time of Yule festivities.

Hunting is mostly done, everyone has stocked up on preserves. It does happen, but not as actively as in other seasons. But winter is the time to train younger hunters. More and more girls and young women join these trainings. And you've noticed how one of the maidens always sticks to Curtis' side.

You try to convince yourself it's because the woman wants to be a really good hunter, especially since her older brother died last winter and she has three younger siblings to look after. Yet you can't help but feel a jab of jealousy when Curtis praises her, or mentions her skills when the two of you share a meal.

One evening, as you're weaving a Yule wreath out of evergreens, and Curtis comes back really late, you snap at him. A bitter comment falls out of your mouth, if he's going to bring another wife to your table.

Curtis (though careful of your pregnant state), roughly fucks the silly thoughts out of you.

#Aspen #buckets-and-trees #spontaneous sleepover #the sacred hunt #curtis everett x reader #curtis everett x you

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faerytalemagick · 6 months

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🫧 hello everyone! 🌑🧙‍♀️may december be a blessing for you 🪸here are some symbols and correspondences for the whole month 🦌

#witchcraft #witch #witchesofinstagram #pagan #wicca #magic #witchyvibes #magick #witches #tarot #witchythings #witchy #occult #wiccan #crystals #spirituality #spells #pagansofinstagram #paganism #witchlife #christmas #goth #spiritual #fullmoon #december #greenwitch #yule #divination #witchery #witchaesthetic

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thatdruidgal · 1 year

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grimoire organization 2022

Greetings, everyone! This is how I've organized my grimoire for 2022. I use Obsidian to write it digitally.

This is just my personal preference for organization, so no worries if yours looks different! There are as many ways to organize a grimoire as there are witches and wizards in the world.

Tell me what you think! What parts do you like? What do you think I should add? Anything I'm missing or suggestions to make it better? Feel free to comment how you organize your grimoire below!

Farewell, and good tidings!

Branwen

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01.00 introduction

01.01 book blessing + protection

01.02 devotion/dedication

01.03 codes/rules/tenets

personal code

code of celtic druidism

the celtic commandments

01.04 intentions and goals

goals

intentions

01.05 learn more/add to grimoire (notes)

02.00 about author

02.01 names

02.02 personal craft

02.03 life path number

02.04 birth tarot card

the emperor

02.05 astrology birth chart

sun in leo

moon in capricorn

ascendant in aquarius

mercury in virgo

venus in leo

mars in pisces

jupiter in leo

saturn in cancer

uranus in pisces

neptune in aquarius

pluto in sagittarius

02.06 celtic zodiac

hazel “the knower”

02.07 personal beliefs (brief)

02.08 favorites

color

magical tools

herbs

crystals

02.09 relationships with spiritual beings

02.10 psychic abilities (clair-)

02.11 personal signature/symbols

02.12 ancestry

02.13 how i want to be remembered

03.00 basics

03.01 types of spells

cleansing

saining

warding

enchanting

verbal spells

invocation

evocation

candle spells

sigil spells

jar spells

ratchets

rituals

03.02 ritual work

the ritual model

intent

visualization

consecration

meditation + grounding

directing energy

clockwise vs. counterclockwise

03.03 types of correspondences

protection

healing

cleansing

banishing

luck

mental clarity

03.04 sabbats

about sabbats

yule (winter solstice)

imbolc

ostara (spring equinox)

beltane

litha (summer solstice)

lughnahsadh

mabon (fall equinox)

samhain (halloween)

03.05 altars

03.06 spirit guides

about spirit guides

ancestor guides

ascended masters

archetype guides

guardian angels

animal guides

03.07 auras

about auras

chakras

03.08 alphabets + code language

ogham alphabet [not featured here]

03.09 symbols

celtic symbols

03.10 about divination

04.00 nature

04.01 the three elements

nwyfre

gwyar

calas

04.02 talking to nature

04.03 lunar phases

full moon

new moon

waxing crescent

first quarter

waxing gibbous

waning gibbous

last quarter

waning crescent

blue moon

black moon

lunar eclipse “blood moon”

solar eclipse

moon void

04.04 herbs

tips

for saining

medicinal

misc

how to dry + store

04.05 gardening

companion plants

herbs

night-blooming plants

04.06 waters

rain water

storm water

dew water

snow water

moon water

sun water

river water

sea water

spring water

lake water

well water

swamp water

rose water

florida water

salt water

rosemary water

how to make moon water

04.07 aromatherapy

essential oils

custom for calm

05.00 minerals

05.01 crystals (by intention)

ones i own

ones i do not own

05.02 stones

precious stones

hag stones

wishing rocks

heart stones

05.03 jewelry

05.04 amulets

about amulets

charging amulets

05.05 charging

05.06 cleansing + care

05.07 salts

purposes

06.00 spirits

06.01 relationships with the spirits

06.02 when making offerings…

06.03 offering ideas

06.04 spirit guides

how to contact

talking to spirit guides

questions to ask

06.05 the fae

about the fae

offering ideas

(some) types of fae

07.00 altars

07.01 layouts

07.02 what to use/ideas

07.03 for the elements

nwyfre

gwyar

calas

07.04 for sabbats

yule (winter solstice)

imbolc

ostara (spring equinox)

beltane

litha (summer solstice)

lughnahsadh

mabon (fall equinox)

samhain (halloween)

08.00 recipes

08.01 general tips

08.02 infusions

tips

herb-infused oil

rose oil

08.03 foods

lughnasadh herb bread

litha orange honey cake

rosemary-honey shortbread

enchanting flower and herb spread

08.04 drinks

fire cider

08.05 potions

08.06 natural remedies

elderberry syrup

08.07 lotions

rose hip lotion [personal]

08.08 cleaning products

pine needle spray

08.09 misc

incense

four thieves vinegar

09.00 spells + rituals

09.01 affirmations

lunar affirmations

09.02 sigils

passive sigils

active sigils

creating sigils

charging sigils

09.03 sachets + jars

anti-anxiety sachet

09.04 prayers

simple opening prayer [personal]

druids prayer

09.05 blessings

old irish blessing

blessing lavender tea [personal]

garden blessing

seedling blessing

09.06 lunar rituals

new moon

waxing crescent

first quarter

waxing gibbous

full moon

waning gibbous

last quarter

waning crescent

09.07 sabbat rituals

yule (winter solstice)

ostara (spring equinox)

beltane

litha (summer solstice)

lughnahsadh

mabon (fall equinox)

samhain (halloween)

09.08 birthday ritual

09.09 solitary dedication ritual

10.00 divination

10.01 astrology birth charts

sun

moon

ascendant

mercury

venus

mars

jupiter

saturn

uranus

neptune

pluto

10.02 zodiac signs

aquarius

pisces

aries

taurus

gemini

cancer

leo

virgo

libra

scorpio

sagittarius

capricorn

10.03 celtic zodiac

rowan

ash

alder

willow

hawthorn

oak

holly

hazel

vine

ivy

reed

elder

birch

10.04 basic tarot card meanings

major arcana

minor arcana, cups

minor arcana, swords

minor arcana, staffs

minor arcana, discs

10.05 tarot spreads

10.06 cleansing the tarot deck

10.07 omens

10.08 psychic abilities

about psychic powers

what to use them for

developing psychic abilities

11.00 library

11.01 dictionary/encyclopedia (?)

11.02 science and magic(k)

matter and energy

11.03 celts

deities

celtic clothing

celtic days

hand-fasting

11.04 druidry

about druidry

bard

ovate

druid

druid organizations

11.05 paganism + animism

11.06 types of divination

augury

astragalomancy

biorhythms

cartomancy

tarot

cleromancy

rhabdomancy

numerology

osteomancy

sacred geometry

tasseomancy

theriomancy

11.07 types of witches/witchcrafts

green witch

eclectic witch

kitchen witch

solitary witch

cottage witch

grey witch

hedge witch

sea witch

religious witch

moon witch

sun witch

elemental witch

fire witch

earth witch

water witch

air witch

swamp witch

faery witch

cosmic witch

divination witch

crystal witch

secular witch

urban witch

literary witch

forest witch

music witch

chaos witch

shadow witch

techno witch

desert witch

art witch

natural witch

hereditary witch

11.08 types of psychic ability

clairvoyance

clairaudience

clairecognizance

clairsentience

clairalience

clairgustance

psychometry

11.09 tree lore

oak

hazel

hawthorn

11.10 animal lore

salmon

cranes

serpents

bees

ladybugs

butterflies

dragonflies

owls

hawks

crows

spiders

11.11 misc correspondences

shapes

colors

weekdays

elements

12.00 inspiration

12.01 legends and myths

fionn mac cumhaill and the salmon of knowledge

12.02 poetry

celandines

alder dance

the oak tree

augeries of innocence

putting in the seed

hermitage

to the cardinal, attacking his reflection in the window

nature aria

the gray heron

12.03 artwork [not featured here]

12.04 photography [not featured here]

13.00 shadow book [personal]

13.01 affirmations

13.02 recipes

13.03 cleansing

13.04 warding

13.05 enchanting

13.06 verbal spells

13.07 candle spells

13.08 sigil spells

13.09 jar spells + sachets

13.10 crystals

13.11 rituals

13.12 tarot divination

readings

getting to know the field tarot deck [archive]

13.13 dreams

13.14 craft challenges

13.15 holiday celebrations

13.16 miscellaneous

13.17 craft advice

from mickey

14.00 personal beliefs

14.01 personal beliefs (expanded)

14.02 creation of the universe

14.03 death + otherworld

14.04 time

14.05 “spirituality”

14.06 magick

15.00 index of personal contributions

16.00 list of sources of information

#grimoire #2022 grimoire #grimoire 2022 #grimoire organization #witchy #witch #green witch #crystal witch #witchy things #druidcraft #witchcraft #baby witch #idk what im doing #but i guess this works #at least for now #grimoire tips #witchy tips #beginner witch

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hallowcryptidstudio · 5 months

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Merry Christmass, Seasons Greetings, Blessed Yule, Happy Hanaka! Regardless of what you believe, who or what you worship, what old gods you consort with I hope everyone has a wonderful day full of deviled eggs, warm blankets and baked goods with the good stuff in ‘em!

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mrsarnasdelicious · 1 year

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A Sihtric Xmas Smut, why yes!

Happy Yule Y'allemaal!

"Bring the boar!" Uhtred yells.

Finan and Osferth carefully herd the wild animal to the sacrificial grounds. The beast is screaming and trying to fly at Finan's groin. The Irishman laughs and gives the boar a sprod with his spear. They lead the animal to Uhtred and Sihtric. "Be careful, this is a mean fucker." Finan tells Sihtric. "I've seen meaner in Dunholm." Sihtric shrugs.

"Well, get to it then." Uhtred says. He hands Sihtric Wasp String. Sihtric twirls the blade around his wrist and looks the boar in his eyes. "You are going to the Gods." He growls. The boar screams.

Osferth and Finan move away, leaving the boar to Sihtric. The young Dane dives atop the animal, short sword at the ready. He does not care the beast might rent him with his tusks. He does manage to laboriously wrestle the beasts against his own chest, free arm around the animals chest. The boar squeals and his legs claw furiously at the air. Sihtric's bicep strains as the boar trashes in his grip. He brings up the dagger and jabs at the boars throat, slashing sideways to open the animal's throat.

The boar trashes so much, however that most of his lifeblood covers Sihtric rather than on the sacrifical ground.

Everyone erupts in loud laughter, Sihtric laughing along with them all. He runs a bloody hand over his face, puffs out his chest and lets out a loud howl. Uhtred claps him on his shoulder. "It would seem that you've blessed yourself, rather than Cookham." He says. Sihtric grins at him. "Freya will favour you." Uhtred jokes. "Oh how many children he will have." Finan roars with laughter.

Sihtric walks into the crowd, directly towards you. Other women back away, disgusted at how blood dreneched the Young Dane is. But you stand firm, looking him straight in the eye. He takes your face with two bloody hands and leans in to kiss you fiercely. You moan against his lips. You love it! You greedily kiss him back and push your fingers through his smooth dark curls. Sihtric moans into your mouth.

"Take her home!" Finan hollers.

Sihtric slowly breaks away to reply. But you beat him to it. "He will need to bathe first!" You holler back. Finan, Uhtred and Osferth all laugh loudly.

You take Sihtric by the hand and lead him away, to your cabin. He is grinned from ear to ear. He does not care he is covered in boar's blood, or that it is so cold it's freezing in his scruffy dark hair.

Once inside, Sihtric sheds his bloody clothes and heads to the basin in the corner of the main area. The water is still luke warm, though it had been scalding hot when you put it there in the morning. He washes himself thoroughly, making sure no blood remains on his hands or in his hair. You watch him, enjoying the little show he is making of it.

But then he turns to you. "Freya has given me her favour. I shall not squander it." He murmurs warmly. He comes over, graceful as a wildcat. His eyes are focussed on your lips. You chuckle and walk past him. "Hey where are you going!" Sihtric cries out. "You got blood on my face and my hands. I need to wash, too." You tell him. Sihtric huffs softly. But you disregard his feeble protests and wash your face and hands swiftly, before drying your face and turning back to your husband.

"Now about Freya's blessing." You purr.

Sihtric grins at you and reels you in, hands bunched in your dress over your hips. You curl your arms around his neck. He leans in and closes the distance. His kisses are bruising right away. You moan in unison and press your bodies together.

Quickly, Sihtirc's arousal comes on. His small tent and he presses himself against you. You feel how hard he is against your thigh.

"Bed, now." You growl against his lips.

You don't have to tell him twice. He picks you up by the waist and carries you to the alcove. Unceremoniously he tosses you in and clambers after you. He crawls on top of you and renews the kiss. His mouth is greedy against yours. You tangle your fingers in his hair and moan. He moans, too, and settles his pelvis against yours.

A few seconds later he impatiently rucks up your skirts.

"Use your words." You growl against your lips. Sihtric scofss softly. "I need to hump you." He hisses. "Is Freya that impatient for you to spread the blessing." You tease. You move your lips to his chin and kiss along his jaw. Sihtric moans sweetly at the pleasure you bestow on him.

You pull down his smalls and take his cock in your hand. He whines loudly and thrusts into your grip. You swipe your thumb over his slick glans and give him a slow jerk. "Oh, gods." Sihtric moans. He tugs feebly at your dress. He needs it to come off. "Furs first." You whisper. Sihtric obliges, pulling the quilts and furs over and around you to keep you warm. "Good boy." You murmur, running your nails carefully over his scalp. Sihtric groans.

He tugs at your dress again, more insistent this time.

You struggle to get out of your clothes, considering Sihtric isn't at all willing to get off of you to give you some room. He isn't at all helpful either. After a good tussle with your dress, under dress and small clothes, you toss the whole bunch out of the alcove.

Sihtric is on you right away, hands and mouth wandering over your skin. He sucks a wicked hickey in the crook of your neck and tugs your fingers with thumbs are forefingers. You arch against him and moan loudly. "Oh gods, yes." Sihtric growls.

He bites down on your collarbone and then ventures lower to suckle at your nipples. You tug gently at his hair. "Oh, Sihtric, more." You moan. He smirks against the flesh of your breasts and uses his teeth on your nipple. He switches to your other breasts to first leave a few bitemarks on your soft, yielding flesh and then suckle your nipple until it is hard and red.

His fingers slide down your soft belly and to your thighs. "You are like a goddess." Sihtric murmurs, as his fingers slip between your thighs, to stroke gingerly at your folds. You whimper softly, your body so ready for his touch. "Everything about you is so warm and so soft." Sihtric whispers against your breast. He carefully parts your folds. His pinky finger ghosts over your core. "And wet already." He smirks, you can feel it on your skin.

His thumb softly strokes your clit. You moan and arch into him.

"Gods, I want to be inside you." Sihtric growls. He continues rubbing your clit, with his forefinger. He pushes his thumb inside you. You moan and roll your pelvis. "I need you." You whisper. "This quickly?" Sihtric grins. "I don't want to be late for the feast. We can take our time tonight." You reply. "That sounds like a plan." Sihtric replies.

You hook a leg around his hip, inviting him to replace his thumb with his cock. And naturally, Sihtric does not have to be told twice. He withdraws his tbumb from your wet wanting core and lines up his cock. "Hurry." You hiss. "Gods woman, you are needy." Sihtric growls.

He pushes into you swiftly.

"Oh gods." You moan. He fits inside you so well. Like the Gods made him specifically for you. He leans his forehead against your shoulder. "You feel so perfect." He whispers hotly. "You do, too." You murmur, holding him close.

"I love you." He murmurs.

You pull him down into a fierce kiss. Sihtric moans against your lips. "I love you, too." You whisper into his mouth.

And then he ploughs you. He humps you with purpose. He knows Freya's eyes is on him. And he does not want to disappoint. Every stroke he aims carefully at either your cervix or your gspot. You are moaning and writhing below him, clawing at his arse and shoulders.

And Sihtric noses his face into the nape of your neck. He moans and groans against your skin.

"Make me cum." You hiss. "Yes, my love." Sihtric whispers.

"He slips his hand between your entwined bodies and seeks out your clit. He is deft yet careful as he strokes you. You arch into his touch, moaning sweetly. "Cum for me." Sihtric whispers. "Almost." You reply. "Just keep going?" He asks. "Yes." You reply, voice wavering just a little.

He keeps going.

Your muscles tighten and your inner walls clamp down on his cock. "Oh gods." He whimpers. He feels so good, trapped inside your cunt. His mind is spinning. He knows he is on the verge of climax. And he knows he has to bring you down with him. But he does not increase the speed or pressure of his touches. He instead leans in to bite at your jaw and ear.

"Si-Sihtric." You moan. You are so incredibly close. "Yes, cum for me." Sihtric hisses hotly. "Ye-yes, yes my love." You curl against you, the tension inside you reaches its very peak.

Your climax waves over you in hot waves, charged with lightning and then all your muscles relax, bar your inner walls. They contract on Sihtric's cock. And he follows you into climax, swiftly. Your core milks his cock of his seed, while his pelvis bucks beyond his control and Sihtric moans wildly. He spends himself deep inside you and you womb swallows what he gives you.

And once his climax subsides he slowly withdraws and lays down beside you, panting loudly.

"Gods." He whispers.

You cuddle up against his chest. "We'll take out time after the feast, so make sure you don't drink too much." You tell him, poking his nose. Sihtric chuckles. "I can make no promises about that." He says.

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