twelve traditions

Progress, not perfection.
—  Twelve-Step saying
Imagine attending a dance the Volturi held.

Originally posted by piccolasognatrice-91

“You look stunning.” Demetri complimented outside the doors to the dance. “Thank you.” You said shyly.
“No worries (Y/N). No one shall be taking a bite out of you tonight.” Felix grinned. His grin wasn’t too comforting but he wasn’t known to lie.
The next you saw was Alec. He smirked twirling you. “Why look at you.”
Your interaction was very quick. Alec doesn’t really talk to humans…at all.
This was a strange encounter, maybe he was in a good mood?

You thanked your lucky stars that everyone wasn’t staring you, the only human in the entire castle except for the receptionist. You made your way through the sea of people.
You felt something prod at your ribs from behind and turned to find Chelsea Volturi grinning at you, her mate Afton lingering behind her. “You’re gorgeous! Wow, Heidi will be jealous and you’ve taken the boys breaths away.” She winked at you as you blushed slightly.
“Thank you. Are all the Covens here?”
“Yes they are! Even the Romanians.” she saw the look on your face. “I know! It’s mad! I think the Cullen’s convinced them, all is well as long as we stay out of each other’s way.” She giggled.
You nodded, scanning the place to catch eyes with Aro and Caius Volturi. You took a breath before turning back to Chelsea and Afton.

Chelsea looked in their direction. “I think the masters are coming to greet you. I’ll see you around, love.” Chelsea gave you a cheery smile before the two turned heading into the crowd. “Ah (Y/N), you came!” Aro grinned as he took your hand in his in greeting.
“Just like I promised.” You smiled.
“You look simply divine! Don’t they brothers?”
“Yes, they do.” Caius said and Marcus gave a nod.
“I’m glad, I can’t say I was entirely sure as to what to wear.” You laughed nervously and Aro chuckled lightly. “Enjoy yourself, dear one.”

You jumped when Vladimir appeared in front of you, hand outstretched. “Come dance with me.” He wore a confident smile, his smile was wicked yet enticing. So you couldn’t help but put your hand in his and follow as he lead you into the sea of vampires who danced so gracefully you couldn’t help but feel insecure.

“You look nervous, young one.”
“I am being reminded that I am a clunky human who may or may not actually be able to dance.”
“Surely you were taught…” Vladimir grinned.
“I’ve had one dance in total and that was when I was twelve. This isn’t a tradition anymore.”
Vladimir tutted as he held your waist and took your hand. “Awful, clearly you haven’t worn that before.” Vladimir nodded to your outfit that seemed to give you many compliments this evening.
“No…this is the first time, but I might have to wear it more often.” You smiled, blushing slightly making Vladimir chuckle.

He pulled you in closer to whisper. “You’re starting with moving to the right then you follow my lead.” You nodded. You fell into the routine quite quickly and was encouraged further by Vladimir.
You had never actually known this side to him, then again you never really knew him. You met him when everyone came about Renesmee. He seemed sadistic, confident, cruel was an exaggeration yet he left no doubt in your mind that he would live up to the expectation of cruelty if he were pushed to that. The Vladimir you danced with was confident, traditional, a little snarky but that was another known trait of his. What you didn’t know was how approachable he could be.

You sat on the marble bench for a breather. You admired the collage of colourful dresses. All from different era’s but all in perfect condition. Jane sat on the other side of the bench of you, brushing down her dress. You looked at her and she turned to look at you, seeming somewhat bored before looking away.
“Hello…” You said quietly.
“Hello.” She replied, giving you divided attention.
“You look beautiful. I love your dress.”
She turned to you with a small frown as though not believing you. “Thank you…”
You gave her a small smile. “It suits you. I could never pull off that style.” 
Jane seemed to relax a little. “I’ve had it for centuries, rarely do I wear it on occasions such as this.”
“That’s amazing, it’s in perfect condition.”
“You learn how to preserve them.”
“Sister.” Alec appeared kissing both of his sisters cheeks, Jane returning the gesture. He then turned to you. “Hello, (Y/N). How lovely to see you again.”
“Hi Alec.” You smiled, shyly. The twins seemed to be amused.
“Be prepared, Demetri is simply dying for a dance with you.” Alec smirked. “Though who could blame him, you even won over a Romanian.”
You blushed. “It’s the outfit. They’ll hardly remember my name after tonight.”
Alec hummed but continued to smirk.  You looked around to catch eyes with Demetri who was looking at you but talking with someone you didn’t know. It could have been a lower guard. He wore a small smirk and you blushed for what felt like the millionth time. You didn’t expect all the attention, you expected no attention at all.

On the way out the door, you never saw Felix nudge Demetri with a smirk.

Lana Del Rey on sobriety & community service:

“I spent the last ten years in community service and writing folk songs. I’m not a trained social worker. I’ve been sober for ten years, so it was drug and alcohol rehabilitation. It was more traditional twelve-step call stuff. Just people who can’t get it together, me and groups of other people who have been based in New York for a long time working with people who need help and reached out. It was about building communities around sobriety and staying clean and stuff like that. That was my focus since I moved to the Bronx when I was eighteen. I liked music, but I considered it to be a luxury. It wasn’t my primary focus: the other stuff was really my life. Yeah, because I was an addict who got clean.”

“Well, one thing you learn when you do get sober is that complete surrender is the foundation for all good things to come. And I feel like that idea translated to all aspects of my life. When you have absolutely no idea what’s going to happen to you or what your career’s going to end up like and you’re just really open to anything, then you don’t really have anything to lose. A lot of different people come in and out of your life. And it’s really fun to say yes, and it’s really fun to be easy about everything and just let songs come to you and let people come to you. And it is free, in a way.”

“I’ve been involved in homeless outreach for the last seven years. Drug and alcohol awareness — I don’t drink, I don’t do drugs anymore. When things aren’t going that well musically, you know … I stopped focusing on music for a long time so I started focusing on other things that I knew more about.”

“I live in Koreatown on the edge of Hancock Park [in LA], so I do different things where and when I can. It’s not just people with mental illness on the streets, but also people who, throughout the years, have lost identification information, that sort of thing. And I know what to do, I know how I can help, because I was that person. My life was feeling murky, and that sense of disconnectedness from the streets is part of that.”

“It’s not my fault that love went bad. I met this person I was going to spend the rest of my life with. We were both clean and sober. We lived together and then he started getting into trouble, and he had to leave. There’s a lot of facets to my life, they don’t all seem like they would come together. It’s been a strange ride.”

In her years in New York, working “odd jobs” and “helping out in the community, in alcohol and drug awareness programs” and playing the singer-songwriter open-mic circuit. - The Telegraph

She now raises money for a charity that helps homeless people. “Music was my passion, but my work with this foundation is more important. I myself had the chance to be [helped by an organisation],” the singer revealed to French magazine Madame Figaro. “Helping others now feels like it’s my turn to give something back.”

“I’ve been really involved in my community for the last seven years that I’ve been here, in lots of different ways. I’ve been involved in homeless outreach for the last seven years. Drug and alcohol awareness – I don’t drink, I don’t do drugs anymore. When things aren’t going that well musically, you know … I stopped focusing on music for a long time so I started focusing on other things that I knew more about.”

Some volunteering. I have a group of friends who work individually with different affiliations, but basically, yes. It’s been good. I consider being able to pursue music a luxury, but it’s not the most important thing in my life. It’s just something that’s really nice that ended up working for me for right now. Just in New York, just in the last seven years. When I realized that maybe singing wasn’t going to be so easy I went back to what I knew how to do, what I was also really passionate about. There’s not many things, but …”

“I mean, I do feel alone in the things that I do sometimes … sometimes I feel that I’m walking my own path. I’m not anymore actually, but I think that I did. When you lead a different lifestyle from a lot of other people – like you don’t do drugs, you don’t drink, you try and stay above the dark side of things – it’s just, that was maybe a position I was trying to embody just to stay calm.”

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Twelve Forever

Created by Julia Vickerman

Cartoon Network, 2015

Twelve Days of Christmas Aesthetic

On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love sent to me:
12 Drummers Drumming
Eleven Pipers Piping
Ten Lords a Leaping
Nine Ladies Dancing
Eight Maids a Milking
Seven Swans a Swimming
Six Geese a Laying
Five Golden Rings
Four Calling Birds
Three French Hens
Two Turtle Doves
and a Partridge in a Pear Tree

Taking a break form Inktober to go back to my first love; pencils.

I was inspired by @randomthunk‘s recent Capaldi profile drawing, I decided to do my own. Very hard angle to make ! This took me more time than I thought it would and I’m not completely satisfied.

Art by me, Shin Red Dear

Kallikantzaros

They are malevolent goblins in Southeastern European (Greek, Bulgarian, Serbian) and Anatolian folklore (Turkey). They dwell underground but come to the surface during the twelve days of Christmas, from 25th December to 6th January (from the winter solstice for a fortnight during which time the sun ceases its seasonal movement).

It is believed that Kallikantzaroi stay underground sawing the World tree, so that it will collapse, along with Earth. However, when they are about to saw the final part, Christmas dawns and they are able to come to the surface. They forget the Tree and come to bring trouble to mortals.

Finally, on the Epiphany (6th January), the sun starts moving again, and they must go underground again to continue their sawing. They see that during their absence the World tree has healed itself, so they must start working all over again. This happens every year.

Appearance

There is no standard appearance of Kallikantzaroi, there are regional differences on their appearance.

The Greeks describe them as:

  • Hairy bodies.
  • Horse legs.
  • Boar tusks (sometimes).
  • Tall.
  • Black.
  • Burning red eyes.
  • Goat’s or donkey’s ears.
  • Monkey’s arms.
  • Tongues that hang.
  • Huge heads.

Others see them as humans of small size smelling horribly, that are predominately male. However, different regions both have the similar description of them resembling a little, black devil.

They are, also, mostly blind, speak with a lisp and love to eat frogs, worms, and other small creatures.

Lore

The Kallikantzaroi are said to be the creatures of the night. There were many ways people could protect themselves during the days when the Kallikantzaroi were loose. They could leave a colander on their doorstep to trick the visiting Kallikantzaros. Since they could not count above 2 (3 is a holy number and by pronouncing it he would kill himself) the Kalikantzaros would sit at the doorstep counting, 1, 2… 1, 2… each hole of the colander, all night, until the sun rose and he were forced to hide.

Another method of protection was to leave the fire burning in the fireplace, all night, so that they cannot enter through there. In some areas, they would burn the Yule log, a large piece of wood, for the duration of the twelve days. And in other areas, people would throw smelly shoes in the fire, the stink repulsing the Kallikantzaroi and forcing them to stay away. Yet other ways to keep them away were to mark the door with a black cross on Christmas Eve and burn incense.

Legend has it that any child born during the twelve days of Christmas was in danger of transforming to a Kallikantzaros for each Christmas season, starting with adulthood. The antidote: Binding the baby in tresses of garlic or straw, or singeing the child’s toenails. In another legend, anyone born on a Saturday can see and talk with the Kallikantzaroi.

(According to a source) on the eve of Epiphany in Cyprus, villagers scatter pancakes on the roof to give the Kallikantzaroi something sweet to eat as they prepare to head out of town.

In Serbian Folklore

In Serbian Christmas traditions, the Twelve Days of Christmas used to be called the “unbaptised days” and were considered a time when demonic forces of all kinds were believed to be more than usually active and dangerous. People were cautious not to attract their attention, and did not go out late at night. The latter precaution was especially because of the demons called karakondžula, imagined as heavy, squat, and ugly creatures.

According to tradition, when a karakondžula found someone outdoors during the night of an unbaptised day, it would jump on the person’s back and demand to be carried wherever it wanted. This torture would end only when roosters announced the dawn; at that moment the creature would release its victim and run away.

In Anatolian Folklore

The karankoncolos is a malevolent creature in Northeast Anatolian Turkish folklore. According to late Ottoman Turkish myth, they appear on the first ten days of Zemheri, “the dreadful cold”, when they stand on murky corners, and ask seemingly ordinary questions to the passers-by. In order to escape harm, one should answer each question, using the word kara” (the Turkish word for “black”), or risk being struck dead by the creature. It was also said in Turkish folklore that the karakoncolos could call people out during the cold Zemheri nights, by imitating voices of loved ones. The karakoncolos’ victim risked freezing to death if he or she could not awake from the charm. 

I Am A Man Upon The Land-Chapter 2

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With this chapter, this fic is complete, but I’m not done with the selkie au! Stay tuned, eventually, for a companion fic from Ford’s perspective set at the end of the summer.

Many thanks to @thesnadger for beta-ing! Any run-on sentences that remain are because I ignored her advice :)


Sometimes he thought he was going mad. Sometimes other people did too, and he had to sit in terrifyingly sterile rooms and describe splotches of ink, and he began to wonder what it said about him that he’d immediately thought that the marking on the old sealskin was a crystal ball.

He lied to everyone about what happened so that they’d believe him. The paper printed an obituary that said his mother had drowned, but he always just said that she’d left. Taken his twin brother and run.

“Why didn’t she take you, too?” one of the doctors asked.

“She couldn’t,” said Stan, and refused to elaborate.

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Lana Del Rey on Community Service

In her years in New York, working “odd jobs” and “helping out in the community, in alcohol and drug awareness programs” and playing the singer-songwriter open-mic circuit.  

“I’m not a trained social worker. I’ve been sober for ten years, so it was drug and alcohol rehabilitation. It was more traditional twelve-step call stuff. Just people who can’t get it together, me and groups of other people who have been based in New York for a long time working with people who need help and reached out. It was about building communities around sobriety and staying clean and stuff like that. That was my focus since I moved to the Bronx when I was eighteen. I liked music, but I considered it to be a luxury. It wasn’t my primary focus: the other stuff was really my life. But no one ever … it’s not interesting.”

“I’ve been really involved in my community for the last seven years that I’ve been here, in lots of different ways. I’ve been involved in homeless outreach for the last seven years. Drug and alcohol awareness – I don’t drink, I don’t do drugs anymore. When things aren’t going that well musically, you know … I stopped focusing on music for a long time so I started focusing on other things that I knew more about. Some volunteering. I have a group of friends who work individually with different affiliations. Just in New York, just in the last seven years. When I realized that maybe singing wasn’t going to be so easy I went back to what I knew how to do, what I was also really passionate about. There’s not many things, but …”

No, it’s really interesting. So your social work was based on your own experiences?

“Yeah, because I was an addict who got clean.”

“It’s all about the writing. It used to all be about the service work through the drug and alcohol rehabilitation, which I haven’t worked in in two years now. But it’s always been about the art.”

“When I was 19, I signed to an independent record label. I was the only act on their roster, and then that record was shelved. After that, I still wanted to sing, but I started focusing on being an active member of my community.” “Homeless outreach and drug rehabilitation - that’s been my life the past few years. My friends are a core group of girls I met through work, and they never really knew I was a singer, because nothing was ever happening.”

“Part of it is homeless outreach- helping people get their social security numbers back, so they can apply for jobs again. There are other divisions of it, like imparting knowledge I have about how to make things easier in your life. It’s something I do with a small group of people I’ve known since I was 18.”

Doctor Who Tumblr’s Twelve Days of Whomas
December 15: How do you think the Doctor and Clara spend the holidays? Does Clara go caroling with her family? Does the Doctor spend his on a beach planet, soaking up the suns?

Well, I can’t really see Clara and her family caroling successfully, but I think their Christmas would be really traditional and totally centered around family. I can see her family going over her gran’s for dinner each year. They were at Clara’s last year probably because Clara got her new flat and she wanted to give her gran a break for once. Dave’s wife/girlfriend-or-something would always be harping on Clara about something or other, so Clara would go back in the kitchen with her gran just to get away from her.

As for the Doctor … he would normally just keep doing his Doctor-stuff. Maybe visit a few species that he was fond of unless something else distracted him. I can see him liking Christmas and the idea of Christmas, but never really getting involved in it (as we’ve seen in past Christmas episodes). But if someone asked him to spend Christmas with them that he really really cared about, he would. =)