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Celtic Gold Phalera with Cernunnos, 1st Century  BC

Cernunnos is the conventional name given in Celtic studies to depictions of the “horned god” of Celtic polytheism. The name itself is only attested once, on the 1st-century Pillar of the Boatmen, but depictions of a horned or antlered figure, often seated cross-legged and often associated with animals and holding or wearing torcs, are known from other instances.

Nothing is known about the god from literary sources, and details about his name, his cult or his significance in Celtic religion are unknown. Speculative interpretations identify him as a god of nature or fertility.

Joe Sugg imagine || Adult beverages ||

Anonymous said:

could you do an imagine with joe where youse both go to the gleam party but you’re not drinking because you’re lowkey preggo w joe an everyone’s asking why you’re not drinking ??

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A/N: I just changed this up a little to like, a Christmas-ish party of sorts, hope that’s alright!

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“Wow.” You said in amazement as you walked into the large open space of Gleam that had been changed around into an indoor winter wonderland.

There was tables set up with white table cloths and a silver sheer over them, which glittered from the light up snowflakes and, alternating green and red large Christmas bulbs hanging from the ceiling.  

Two large Christmas trees were on each end of what appeared to be the main table, both with classic white lights, silver and gold ornaments and stars gleaming at the top, there were snowflakes on the walls, and a large fake electric fireplace which housed many stockings all embroidered with each Gleam members name.

The room smelt of a perfectly even mixture between Christmas-tree Spruce and a smell you couldn’t entirely identify but it smelled like Christmas, vanilla like, but spicy…

“Hi! Oh you look so stunning my little butterfly!” Louise said, coming up to you, hugging you lightly and kissing your cheek. “Champagne?” She asked gesturing to a table of glass flutes.

“Thanks.” You said in a soft voice, brushing your hand down your outfit, which was a little out of your comfort zone, but a last minute shopping trip to conceal your ever growing baby bump had you picking items you’d never pick. “No, no thanks.” You added casually.

Louise’s eyebrows knitted together at your denial of adult beverages, “no, thanks?” She re-asked not sure she entirely understood what you said. A small nervous laughed escaped you, “I mean, not right now…” You said smoothly.

The truth was, you hadn’t told anybody you were expecting, you were a little over 14 weeks pregnant and nobody knew except Joe and yourself, you were nervous to share your happy news with everyone. A little over a year and a half ago, you had gotten pregnant … Joe and you were so excited you shared the news almost immediately after you found out at 5 weeks with all your friends, family and your online family.

It was so easy and exciting telling everyone you’d be expecting a baby Sugg in January. But so painful… And sombre telling the same people, that no… There would be no baby Sugg and that your 8 week appointment didn’t go as planned.

This time you were both careful, you told nobody, scared that the slightest celebratory gesture would jinx you.

“Oh, I see – you wanna come across as a respectable adult, before you get completely wasted, gotcha.” Louise winked, doing finger guns at you, while laughing. It was easy to tell she had been pre-gaming before this party and tipsily wondered off, yelling at the back of Marcus’ head in excitement, it made you laugh and shake your head, amused.

“Hey.” An arm slipped around your waist as Joe came to stand beside you, he kissed your cheek, “feeling okay?” His voice was low in your ear after the kiss. “Mm-hmm.” Escaped your lips as you half nodded.

“Good, I’m glad.” He flashed you a smile, that melted your heart just like every other time he smiled your way. “I know you didn’t really wanna come, but, it is good to get out of the house.” He said.

“Yeah.” You agreed, “so far baby is cooperating.” You didn’t get just get morning sickness, you got an all day at random times sickness. “Good, you behave for mommy little one.” Joe nodded, his finger tips brushed against your stomach lightly.

You felt your cheeks blush, “don’t draw attention to my massive stomach.” You sighed. “You aren’t massive, babe.” Joe rolled his eyes, but took his fingers away and cleared his throat, he wanted nothing more then to scream from the rooftops that you were pregnant and the pair of you were going to be parents. But he knew you weren’t quite as ready as he was.

“You look so stunning sister-in-law!” You heard Zoe before you felt her arms wrap around you from the side, squeezing you tightly and you tensed up. “Oh, thank you.” You said with a smile, moving a little and returning her hug quickly. “(Y/N) you look beautiful.” You commented seeing her in a deep red dress and black tights with heeled boots.

“Thank you.” Zoe gushed, giving you a huge smile. “And I must say, Joseph you clean up so well!” She looked at her brother in black jeans and a white button down shirt. “Thanks.” Joe grinned at her, “I woke up this way.” He said vainly, making both Zoe and you laugh.

“I feel like, I haven’t seen you in forever! You really need to visit more often!” Zoe said in a playfully scolding tone at you. “We have so much to catch up on, lets get a drink – and you must tell me where you bought your foundation, you’re simply glowing!” She remarked, grabbing your hand and started to drag you away.

Following her you glanced back at Joe helplessly, but Alfie soon made Joe impossible to see and you turned your attention back to following Zoe, still with a hold on your hand.

“Doesn’t everything look wonderful?” Zoe commented, as she stopped by the table of glasses and you nodded, “it looks amazing, yeah.” You seen her picking up two glasses and holding one out to you. “I’m not really thirsty…” You tried to protest but Zoe was staring at you in such a way, you sighed, taking the glass you just held onto it.

“You not thirsty, uh huh.” She said sarcastically, rolling her eyes as she sipped her own drink. “By the way! I LOVED your haul video from Primark, you always pick the cutest things. We have to go shopping together soon.”

“That would be nice.” You agreed, your fingers tapping the glass you held nervously. “Why hello ladies, looking very gorgeous this evening.” Jim joined the two of you, smiling as always.

“Thank you Jim.” Zoe said, giving him a quick hug, you took the opportunity to set your drink down, before you hugged him, “Thanks Jim, you look very dapper.” You added.

“Thank you, I think I took more time getting ready then Tan.” He admitted, “by the way, did you just put down a full drink? Are you feeling okay?” Jim touched your forehead with his hand. “I feel fantastic, thank you.” Your tone was dry, pushing his hand away lightly. “I’m not an alcoholic, everyones on my back… I don’t need adult beverages to be social!” You couldn’t help your tone getting a little serious.

“Whoa, calm down.” Jim whispered, putting his hands up in defense, “I was just tormenting you… No need to get upset.” He pointed out, but gave you a look of confusion.

“I’m not getting upset.” You muttered, feeling suddenly stupid as your small outburst toward him. “Sorry.” You added, feeling both Zoe and Jim giving you a weird look.

“Maybe you’re hungry, have you eaten today? I seen lovely mini sausage rolls, and little pastries over there.” She gestured to a large table, thinking about sausage rolls and the smell, your stomach rolled, your hand went over your mouth. “No, I’m good.” You whispered.

“Are you sick?” Jim asked worried. “You look like you’re a little warm.” He admitted. “I’m fine, just getting over a stomach bug.” You let out a slow deep breath, wishing your stomach would stop rolling. “I think I just need some air.” You pointed toward the door not giving either of them the change to say anything as you swiftly walked away toward the doors.

You almost ran down the small hallway as you got outside to the fresh cool air, taking a deep breath, exhaling slowly. “Come on, baby.” You whispered, rubbing your stomach slowly.

Walking to a bench outside the office building, sitting down, you keep running your open palm around your stomach slowly, “please cooperate for mommy.” You pleaded with your child.  

“Oh, I understand now.” Jim was standing behind you, watching you. You turned quickly seeing him.” “Please don’t tell anyone.” You stammered a little and Jim shook his head. “Not my business to tell.” He said, coming to sit down next to you on the bench.

“How far?” He asked curiously, his attention on your stomach, “fourteen weeks.” You felt a little better with someone other them Joe finally knowing.

“Oh wow, I never would’ve guessed.” He admitted, before he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into him tightly. “I can’t imagine how difficult it’s been keeping it a secret…” He rubbed your arm slowly. “Congratulations (Y/N).” He kissed the side of your head.

“I’m so scared, Jim.” You whispered, terrified actually. “I know, I know.” His voice was comforting. “It’ll be okay.” He assured, when you lost your first baby, you didn’t want to talk about it, you hated people asking how you were doing, and telling you, ‘it happens for a reason’, or just giving you sympathetic looks but Jim had a way of making you open up and talk about it, without it feeling like someone was trying to give you a therapy session.

“He was cooperating all day… Now? No.” You said shaking your head as Jim let you go. “He?” Jim raised his eyebrow. “Just a feeling.” You pointed out and he nodded.

“Well, maybe he is telling you… It’s okay mom… Tell people, celebrate… Be happy, not scared.” He said insightfully. “Don’t live by fear of the past (Y/N), or you’ll keep hidden all the joyous things that come with pregnancy…” He smiled. “Plus Tan will be absolutely ticked off with you if you don’t give her ample time to shop for the little guy.” He tried to lighten the mood, by laughing.

“That’s true.” You did laugh, agreeing with him. “Good point, thank you Jim.” You smiled at him. “Of course, that’s what I’m here for.” He stood up, holding his hands out to you.

“I can get up… I’m not a total whale yet.” You rolled your eyes, but took his hands anyways and he pulled you to stand up. “No one said anything about you being a whale.” He pointed out, as you both started walking back inside…