#rf22

[thomasberdal]

Lige til at klare 🧡 #rf22 #rf50 #roskildefestival2022 #stvincent @roskildefestival (at Roskilde Festival) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfg31nBM37i/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[thomasberdal]

Når man opdager at man har en opskrift med i Roskilde Festivals nye madbog! 💚🧡 #stagedining #stagedining2022 #stopspildafmad #stopwastingfood #rf22 #orangefeeling #rf50 #rubogstub #roskildefestival (at Roskilde Festival) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfYKB-eMfp1/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[thomasberdal]

Me We #mewe #rf22 #rf50 #roskildefestival2022 #orangefeeling (her: Roskilde Festival) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfR_YGLslQS/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[thomasberdal]

🧡💚🧡 #rf22 #rf50 #roskildefestival2022 (her: Roskilde Festival) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfRZcI6svB5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[likecometsx]

┘beth&judith *☄; ren faire  // @hiddenpxpercuts

on her solo trip to the ren faire, beth knew she’d be spending most of her time watching the performances. but her attention was pulled from the live music when she spotted judith walking by. the young girl had been on beth’s mind since their first meeting. her heartbreaking story was enough, but there was still something distinctly odd about how judith had spoken about her family possibly being alive. maybe it was the fact that she was a young girl without a family that had kept beth thinking about her. normally, she tended to push and oddities about washington or the people who lived here out of her mind. “judith!” beth called, waving and motioning for judith to come sit beside her. 

[likecometsx]

┘beth&aria *☄; ren faire  // @mixcdemotions

beth made a last minute decision to attend the renaissance faire, and her look made that pretty obvious. her students would probably call her her fast fashion lavender corset and white peasant dress ‘mid’ if they cared about ren faire fashion in the first place. she was glad to spot a familiar face in the crowd by the vendors, as her least minute decision also meant she was here alone. “hey, aria,” she said with a smile as she fell in beside the brunette. “you wouldn’t also be regrettin’ showin’ up to this thing alone, would you?”

[likecometsx]

┘charmain&anne *☄; ren faire  // @hiddenpxpercuts​

“oh, bother this!” charmain said, stomping her foot like a petulant child. she’d been hoping to find some sort of sign or posting that could point her in the right direction. ever since she’d stepped through the kitchen door and out into this strange land, not one person knew how to get back to high norland. with  a huff she turned to what felt like the hundredth patron of the odd market. “please tell me you know where high norland is... or even montalbino? i’m starting to feel like i’ve gone mad.” 

[likecometsx]

┘charmain&sophiehatter *☄; ren faire  // @mcrcki​

charmain had been wandering around the grounds of this odd festival for an hour. surrounded by strangers and unfamiliar ground, she was well beyond frustrated. so, when she finally spotted a familiar face, she hoped it’d be followed by answers. “sophie! oh, sophie, thank goodness!” she called, running up to the witch. between catching her breath she continued. “i think something must have gone wrong in wizard norland’s house. i stepped through the kitchen door to go to my room, but i- i don’t know. this can’t be ingary, can it?” charmain looked around again at the oddly dressed people passing by.