#event threads.

[rosewaterdrunk]

location: lothlórien

                           clary  had  been  relieved  to  wake  up  with  jace  next  to  her  but  her  worry  for  their  friends  didnt  die  the  longer  they  looked  for  them.  there  was  only  so  much  she  could  sketch  to  keep  her  nerves  down  ,  on  this  afternoon  jace  and  clary  split  ways  to  get  a  couple  things  when  clary  spotted  the  familiar  hair  of  the  lightwood  daughter.  ‘  izzy?  ‘  clary  called  out  hold  her  sketch  book  to  her  chest  as  she  sped  up  to  greet  her  friend  that  she  was  so  happy  to  see.  /  clary  &  izzy  :  @lcnelylcves​

[laurence-mercer]

where: the full moon partay

who: open to all  

There was nothing shocking about how the party progressed.  His financial success had grown through curating and then exploiting the phenomena; playing into how revelers lost time when surrendered to spirits.   It was Laurie’s own thrill to stoke the flames of madness, playing among the people with the zeal of a Dionysian worshipper, smiling at a celebration full of life while his eyes stayed sharp and critical.  The moon was high in the sky and Laurie was set to a lean, watching a couple tumbling off the dance floor, limbs drunkenly tangled, hands around each other.

“Do you see that?” The words drip with indignation, coated with something slightly more surprised. “He thinks he’s done something revolutionary, leading her off that way.  Those fingers are so limp I doubt she even feels him on her neck.”  Laurie’s gaze turns sidelong, offering a smirk to his confidant.  “Maybe this party needs a better demonstration, hmm?”

[crawfordnoah]

     He’s made a few friends while in Spring Hill, friends he would be forever grateful for and that made the whole being away from home experience bearable -- and then there was the friend Noah felt he took with him, Finley, his London roommate a few years back. The two clicked so well from the beginning that an oath was made from his side, he would be the other’s voice of reason always -- and that’s what he’s trying to do as he grabs two cold beers from the bar while keeping an eye on the fellow Brit. “Here. I’m pretty sure there’s a lot we haven’t seen around the festival, do you want to take a walk?” Noah approaches the other while handing him one of the bottles, not daring to look around should his eyes stop on Hayden and with it drag Finley’s whole attention to her too. “Come on, for the good times sake.”     @finleywoods​

[rosewaterdrunk]

location: fangorn

                 rayla  had  been  bouncing  tree  to  tree  as  she  traveled  the  forest  trying  to  find  anything  that  was  familiar  to  her.  but  it  just  seemed  like  another  place  that  she  was  thrown  into  alone  which  made  her  sad  ,  though  rayla  was  gonna  push  through  and  survive  its  what  she  did.  when  she  spotted  someone  else  rayla  figured  she  could  see  if  they  knew  what  the  hell  was  going  on.  rayla  hung  down  from  the  branch  in  front  of  them.  ‘  hey  ,  dont  mean  to  scare  ya.  but  do  ya  know  were  we  are?  ‘  /  rayla  &  anyone  :  @totouchthcstars​

[rosewaterdrunk]

                    wanda  was  surprised  when  she  saw  her  father  ,  never  picturing  he  was  one  for  parties.  ‘  you  came  to  the  party?  ‘   wanda  asked  walking  over  to  him  figuring  if  she  talked  to  him  now  she  wouldnt  have  to  do  it  later.  //  @cruentamorstenebris​

[rosewaterdrunk]

                    kate  definitely  was  a  little  buzzed  but  she  wasnt  drunk  at  least  not  yet.  so  when  she  saw  clint  she  had  to  talk  to  him.  ‘  clint  do  you  remember  lucky?  ‘  the  younger  hawkeye  asked  before  taking  another  sip  of  her  wine.  ‘  because  i  miss  pizza  dog.  ‘  //  @lcnelylcves​

[crawfordnoah]

     It is a town he’s been living in for the past three months, but three months can feel like three years for someone that has been homesick since day one. Walking around allows him to recognise a few faces to which he nods his head and smiles in a greeting manner only to keep walking, at least until he sees a face that stands out. He knows her first name, and many would say he is lucky to be one of the seemingly few that can remember around 90% of the night even if completely shitfaced, so he definitely remembers her. He approaches the woman with a polite smile but keeping a comfortable distance - not too far, not too close - seeing as they haven’t seen each other since that night. “Gabrielle, hi.” He opts for the formal complete name, though there’s a bit of a feeling that anything he said would be awkward at first. “I haven’t seen you in a while, how have you been?”     @stonegab​ 

[novahze]

closed for @anoukvandermeer

Elijah drifted along the edges of the Element Tables, hands tucked loosely in the pockets of his dark slacks as he scanned the spread—smoked meats, salt-cured fish, drinks labeled after minerals he doubted anyone here could actually pronounce. People murmured and laughed around him, the whole room humming with a polished sort of excitement he never quite shared. But then his attention caught on someone standing near one of the displays—alone, observing the menu with a thoughtful expression. Not overwhelmed, not posturing, just… quietly present.

He slowed, then approached. When he looked at her, it wasn’t the guarded appraisal he gave most people tonight. His gaze softened—genuine, warm, the kind that didn’t ask anything of her except to exist. He nodded toward the spread of mineral-themed dishes between them. “Seems they’ve gone all-in on the theme,” he said, voice smooth, low, lightly amused. “I’m still trying to decide if I should be impressed… or concerned.” His blue eyes met hers again, steady but kind. “What do you think?” he asked.