#summer festival event

[lordfentongaming]

Neverwinter Summer Festival 2023 Event Guide

#youtube #neverwinter #neverwinter pc #neverwinter mmo #neverwinter online #neverwinter summer event #summer event #summer event 2023 #neverwinter summer event 2023 #summer festival event #neverwinter summer festival event

[tytosoup]

*hands u a chibimond*

#nu carnival edmond #nu carnival #fanart #artists on tumblr #i was so torn between this one and the summer festival one #but flowers won out lmao #ill probably try and draw him and eiden in their chase the rainbow outfits bc that event killed me dead #maybe not chibi for once even lolol im doing these for sticker/charm designs 👉👈

[intr0verted-weird0]

Mint Eye Festival on twitter! ☆

#mystic messenger #mysme #mm #rika #mysme V #jihyun #jihyun kim #mysme Unknown #unknown #mint eye #mint eye festival #mystic messenger summer event #mystic messenger twitter #mysme twt #ray #mysme ray

[milobooker]

for: open starter ( @fairfordstarters ) where: coral coast event: the summer block bash and music festival

he's at the back of the crowd, respectfully standing on a bench to see over the wall of people far taller than him to get a better look at the stage. not that he's entirely sure why he's bothering at this point. for the life of him, he couldn't remember who the hell was performing, and he's can't decide if it's because he's simply forgotten, or if it's just that he's so stuck in a different era with his music taste that he simply hadn't heard of them before.

which is why he leans over to the person next to him, raising a brow in question as he lazily gestures towards the stage.

"am i the only one who ain't got a clue who they are? did i miss somethin'?"

#( event: the summer block bash and music festival. ) #( threads: open. ) #fairfordstart #( hi my name's hayley and im an idiot and lost the list of other things i owe so um please accept this instead and! #if i never got to messaging you then feel free to jump on this too cause im USELESS :D )

[raposarealm]

Here are the quest victory quotes for Momoe Nagisa (Mizugi ver.)! I took the first screenshot, and credit to @muffinrecord for the second and third screenshots.

Top: Candy-sweet cola will set me free! Middle: One drink and you’ll be hooked! Bottom: I’m not fired up… One more time!

As always, friendly disclaimer that my Japanese isn’t the best, as I’m still learning. If you spot a mistake, please let me know, and I’ll fix it!

#wait is nagiswim the only swimsuit unit this year?? at least as of now #huh #i guess they were trying to rush the puella historia units #i'd rather have puella historia events than swim events but i guess that's just me #and my bitterness about ulala spooking me on amaryllis's banner... 80 rolls down the drain.. ;-; #magia record #quest victory quotes #momoe nagisa #momoe nagisa (mizugi ver.) #summer pop festival #Summer Pop Festival! ～ Nagisa's HOT Summer Break ～ #rapo translates

[mymarifae]

i don't think either of them know what they're doing. i love them dearly

#i don't think any of the vbs kids know how to dance. like they just get up on stage and do whatever #the summer festival event being the first time akito and toya have ever done a real dance routine supports this theory #akito and an are the most agile but from the 3dmvs it looks like akito has a better understanding of movement and weight than an does #so like if he wanted to akito would easily be vbs's best dancer #unfortunately he is busy. with his imposter syndrome and inferiority complexes #as far as toya and kohane go. ........... ..... .... . ........... #they're just pathetic 🫶🏾 sorry forever #toya is so tall and lanky and awkward and has absolutely 0 spatial awareness dance movements are Not clicking in his brain #and kohane is kohane

[moe-broey]

I think they should add a birthday feature to FEH. I don't think this would really improve anything or change much but I do think it would be fun. MAYBE... it could be a relatively non-intrusive thing they could add to Aether Resort. Just like a little notification if you happen to go to the resort on a chara's bday (exactly like Fates actually!) And if you have random slots on your resort maybe that chara shows up.

#feh #this WOULD save feh actually i change my mind. singlehandedly this would do it #they need to add more shit to aether resort anyway. i want more decorations. i want more scenery (DESPERATELY) #like where's my realm of light resort. where's my world tree resort. i think they should have seasonal resorts too. #like you KINDA come close w the beach option and two snowy options but i want a spooky option. #well... actually...... i guess you could use the hel option for that. but ah. i was hoping for something more festive. #ALSO having the player's bday be a factor would be so fun. even if it does nothing. like. #if i could just get a cute letter sent in-universe from askr trio or even special bday dialogue that would be SO FUN #you KIND OF GET A HINT OF THIS. heroes journey event wise. but what if it's not even your bday when that happens. what then. #funnily enough i think it was summer when that event dropped so like. it was close enough for me! very charming! #still. i think we could go further. this WILL change the game

[i-did-not-mean-to]

King of Forest, King of Fire

My devious friend @maglor-my-beloved has pitched this idea to me and, never one to shy away from a challenge, I've tried to do my best with this new and (for me) unexplored pairing.

Another NSFW one for Week 2 - Please be advised!

I hope you won't regret your request, my friend!

Words: 1350

Characters: Gil-Galad x Elrond x Glorfindel

Prompt: Summer Festival & Coming in public

Warnings: NSFW, Smut, nipple play, oral sex

Glorfindel tied the last golden bell into his hair and nodded at himself in the looking glass with evident satisfaction.

Delighted to have been invited to the much-famed Summer Festival in Lindon, he had agonised many a night over what to wear and how to behave upon attending this incredibly exclusive, private celebration of the long, golden days that soothed the heart and assuaged the oppressive shadow of the voracious darkness that kept threatening and dogging them.

"Are you ready?"

As soon as he stepped out of his room, Glorfindel realised that Elrond had been plagued by the same questions but had come to profoundly different conclusions.

The sober, understated elegance of his friend’s garments made the golden-haired warrior choke with amusement and delight—Elrond had ever struck him as sensible and charmingly pragmatical when it came to these things.

As for himself, Glorfindel had deemed the loose-fitting pantaloons and the translucent, iridescent chemise supremely appropriate for the occasion of outdoor festivities.

"Do you have to be so obvious?" Elrond chided not without a hint of humour as they made their way to the party under a slowly setting sun.

Shrugging sheepishly, Glorfindel made the bells in his hair chime to distract from the fact that he was still somewhat at a loss concerning the changing customs and expectations in this foreign time and land.

Gil-Galad was already awaiting them, firmly ensconced on an uncomfortable-looking throne set up in the centre of a small dais.

"My friends," he exclaimed and jumped up as if he had been sitting on burning needles hitherto, "would you be so good as to take a turn about the premises with me? Allow me to show you around!"

Both his guest insinuated a reverent bow—they knew themselves to be more than able to discover the festivities on their own, but they could easily discern that the reluctant High King was only too relieved to slip out of the spotlight, if only for a single, stolen moment.

"You look ravishing," Gil-Galad praised as soon as they had moved out of earshot of the crowd of devoted followers and worried warriors that seemed to loom above him like a very insistent rain cloud at all times. "You truly light up these humble festivities!"

While Elrond had the good grace to blush at that unexpected compliment, Glorfindel seemed to gleam even brighter with unadulterated joy and pride.

By this time, they were walking past several small bonfires, leaving the dancing elves and the travelling vendors behind as they—as if by common accord—moved away from the main clearing and steered straight for the outer circle where supple bodies writhed against trees just beyond the flickering reflections of the torches and fires.

"My king," Elrond said nervously after clearing his throat a few times; he kept looking over his shoulder, visibly uncomfortable at the thought that he would be suspected of abducting Gil-Galad.

A sigh escaped him—dark forests and their revelations of weakness and devotion had been a leading theme in his life, and he couldn't help but submit, yet again, to the pull of that strange force that might be destiny or doom.

"What is it exactly you want to draw our attention to out here?" Glorfindel backed him up warily—his glowing eyes were scanning the seemingly impenetrable darkness bleeding into the flickering hues that were nipping at their heels still.

"The silence," Gil-Galad whispered softly, "the solitude. I trust you enough to be alone with you for I crave a moment of peace."

"My king," Elrond repeated and nodded at a tree stump a few paces off. "Maybe you'd like to sit down for a while? Your robes seem heavy."

In an enchanted and enchanting way, the roughly cut stump resembled the throne Gil-Galad had left to flee the revelry—as he was helped onto the flat surface and shrugged off his stifling overcoat, his noble demeanour and benevolent smile only exacerbated the impression that this scene mirrored the one they had found upon their arrival in unexpected ways.

With a sigh of relief, Gil-Galad rolled his shoulders and stretched his arms, weighed down by elaborate bangles and marvellous rings as befit his station among his people.

By virtue of his lofty perch, his head was illuminated by the distant fires and both Elrond and Glorfindel stared up at his magnificent countenance in spell-bound admiration.

"Keep your eyes on your people," Glorfindel whispered as he settled comfortably in the murky shadows pooling around the tree stump, "smile for your realm."

While Glorfindel let his hands wander along the ephemeral illusion of a frontier of light, Elrond stepped behind the king and swept his artfully braided hair over one partially bared shoulder to pepper nippingly teasing kisses all over his silken skin.

Gasping in surprise and shock, Gil-Galad made to turn around but was stopped by Elrond's decisive fingers wrapping around the nape of his neck tenderly.

It was highly unlikely that any of the revellers would let their gaze stray this far from the main event to glimpse the shiver of understanding rippling across the regal face of their king and that, in itself, was a blessing beyond measure.

As Glorfindel's nimble fingers started to undo the laces of the royal breeches, Elrond bent ever lower, letting his soft lips and silver tongue explore and espouse the curve of Gil-Galad's ears, jaw, and collarbones, all while pouring sweet words of praise and affection over him indefatigably.

If anyone was to glance their way, they might have been deceived into thinking that—given Gil-Galad’s strained, forcibly neutral expression—the three were engaged in an important and dreadful conclave.

This was not so—as a matter of fact, Glorfindel had managed to pry apart the thick fabric of the beautifully embroidered trousers of his king and was presently absorbed by the mesmerising pleasure of teasing the motionless monarch with featherlight kisses and forceful caresses.

As the last lingering veil of sunlight dissolved, the shadows grew ever denser, allowing Elrond to encircle Gil-Galad’s torso from behind and press the soft fabric of the light tunic he was wearing against his heated skin in tantalisingly smooth, tight circles.

“This is indecent,” Gil-Galad moaned between gritted teeth. “Stop this immediately.”

Then, a mere heartbeat later, “Don’t stop.”

By this time, Glorfindel’s golden head was bobbing up and down like a muted flare, blurring in the shifting rays of firelight filtering through the trees, and Elrond seemed to have grown another pair of hands as his plucking, caressing, pinching blandishments seemed to rain onto Gil-Galad’s writhing skin like a star shower, hitting every nerve at once.

“You’ll be expected,” the savage descendant of Melian the Maia and more than one blood-soaked hero—conveniently disguised as a wise and placid counsellor—hissed, “better make haste, Your Highness.”

“You’re both abominable,” Gil-Galad groaned, struggling desperately not to throw his head back in rapturous delirium as Glorfindel picked up his pace and exerted ever more pressure with his flexible tongue. “Awesome in the most terrifying meaning of the word.”

There was something otherworldly about them and their origins, and yet, they had sworn themselves not only to his protection but apparently also to his pleasure.

Thus struck by the delicious absurdity of this situation—wanton and reprehensible as it was—Gil-Galad gave a tiny choked cry of relief as the relentless onslaught of their combined tender ministrations finally took its toll.

As the king, he was a public figure and a symbol of strength; consequently, Gil-Galad did not allow himself to shiver and slump. On the contrary, he straightened his spine and let a deep, shuddering breath be the only admission of the devastating climax he had just experienced.

“Indeed,” Glorfindel grinned from between his thighs, wiping his swollen, wet lips with the back of his hand, “a most delightful celebration. Should we return to it?”

Shaken underneath the stolid mien of a reasonably pleased ruler, Gil-Galad let Elrond’s magical hands help him off his tree stump throne and, with a barely wavering smile, escorted his honoured guests to the ale tent.

@fellowshipofthefics here's the last one for the second week from me

Lots of love from me!

#og post #fotfics july event #Gil-Galad #Elrond #Glorfindel #Gil-Galad x Elrond x Glorfindel #Summer Festival #fotfics summer stories #Week 2 #IDNMT writes #fanfiction #writing #tolkien writing #jrrt #summerofcum2023

[atalina-falling]

real deep analysis currently going on in notes app

#prsk #in all seriousness tho i do have an analysis on the sounds of a summer festival event #and its theme of role reversals #that i wanna write up #anyways i started playing prsk and it ruined my life #project sekai #atalina shitposts prsk

[mishkakagehishka]

And the fact that emperor Diocletian's favourite holiday destination has to remind tourists not to piss on the palace walls. I fucking hate what party tourism did to us

#as i said #it's not like we don't have the potential to advertise cultural and historical tourism😭😭😭 #what about the klape? what about the split summer festival?????? #what about the museums and the palace????? #i remember when the palace basements hosted events like flower exhibits and book fairs. we can do that

[ofdxngers]

☆ﾟ*·ﾟTHE PROBLEM WITH festivals, fun, and drinking was that it was very easy for Hal to get drunk. And that he was. He couldn't tell you how much he'd actually had, or what he really had. But it was a lot more than it should've been. Walking through the streets, he tried to take note of each one of his steps to ensure he didn't fall. But he failed, miserably. Tripping on a chipped stone, Hal fell forwards, trying to catch himself, and again, failing. His face met the pavement and he closed his eyes, enjoying the cool feeling of the stone on his face. "Mmmmff, what? The floor is my friend."

#nomad.starter #☆ﾟ*·ﾟadventure is out there ― interaction #muse: halvdan madsen #event: summer festival

[cfdepths]

closed starter: mayumi & freyja helvig - @gxst event: end of summer festival

The bonfires were lit and the festival was in full bloom. People were dancing and celebrating all around her as far as she could see. Through the crowd she spotted a familiar face. Grabbing two mugs of mead, she made her way across the room towards Mayumi. "I hope you're getting a break to celebrate the festival." She presented the mug to her new friend. "I think it's safe to say with the way things are going, we may have to delay our lesson for tomorrow," she chuckled. "Are you enjoying the festival?"

#mayumi x freyja #freyja #event #event: end of summer festival

[galaxy-of-me]

pjsk rlly said “yeah he started his passion for performing bc of his sister” TWICE and i cried both times

#tenma siblings #shinonome siblings #original posts #i finished the summer festival event… one of my faves now god

[intr0verted-weird0]

#mystic messenger #mysme #mm #mint eye #unknown #mysme unknown #rika #mysme V #jihyun #jihyun kim #mystic messenger event #mysme event #mm cg #mint eye festival #mystic messenger summer event #ray #mysme ray

[milobooker]

for: @ashaisabelle where: coral coast event: the summer block bash and music festival

"alright, alright, i see ya, i'm pickin' up what you're puttin' down, but can you do this?"

it's an awful sight, truth be told. he'd blame the drinks if he had an ounce of self awareness left. the spin he performs lacks the flourish he's going for and how he doesn't fall straight on his ass, he'll never know. it's between the tipsy feeling warming his system and god at this point. but, milo lands it, swaying with stars in his eyes as he turns his attention back to asha — shit, was it asha? — with a lopsided grin and a pair of finger guns to greet her.

"s'okay sweetheart, i know. impressive, ain't i? don't be expectin' me to do it again, though. the world is... has it always moved so fast?"

#( threads: asha. ) #( event: the summer block bash and music festival. ) #ashaisabelle #( if anything needs to be changed please let me know ! )

[blobbycentral]

The Cookie Run Kingdom to Project Sekai : Colourful Stage pipeline is so real

#cookie run kingdom #crk #pjsk #prsk #blame the bad4 event #and summer soda festival #my phone can’t take this storage man