#festivities

[buglover77]

Thinking about so many people this holiday season. People in ED recovery. People who haven’t started their ED recovery yet. People with sensory issues around food. People with unwanted dietary restrictions and intolerances and allergies. “Picky eaters.” You are valid, you are loved, you are capable, you are strong. I hope you are able to find joy and delight this year in your meals. Wishing you all the best. ❤️

[tanema123]

I hope this fricking works. I made the image too fricking big. This is what extra 0 gets you...

Anyways, here is the promised wedding! We got the normal version and the colored one.

We got Zestial and Carmilla in astounding outfits, wearing each others colors. Kinda Morticia and Gomez, aka Addams wedding vibes. Took them 200 years...... But they got married!

We got her daughters, Clara has the petals, Odette the rice. Its a costum to throw rice in some cultures. Ans Rosie as well...

And finally... The priest, CURSED CAT ALASTOR. Muahahahaahaha

I hope you enjoy this litttle fanart, as I did when I was making it.

[amyhayanora]

Thank you for every person who wished me a Happy Christmas. I maybe did not reply but I really needed it.

I think I'll have some hot cocoa as well.

Happy Holidays!

[beautiful-basque-country]

Kaixo ~ I’m curious what are holidays or dates that see important to Basque people?

Kaixo anon! Thanks for your ask 😊 I guess there are more local festivities or special days for other people, but I guess these are the most general ones:

St Thomas' fair: a very important date for Basque people since today is the day when winter officially starts - some people think this fair was originally dedicated to the solstice - and also the Christmas holidays: children have their last day of school until January and it’s a day of general celebration. A very big market is set so people can buy their ingredients for the Xmas Eve dinner, and the most traditional thing to do is to eat talo- a toasted cornmeal flatbread - with chorizo or txistorra, a Basque speciality similar to the former, but thinner and juicier. Of course you have to help that food go down with cider or txakoli, our traditional white wine. It's always CROWDED:

Xmas celebrations: more or less like in any West European city tbh, but here we have two parades for the kids. The one of Olentzero (our very own xmas gifts bringer) on Xmas Eve:

and then on January 5th, the parade of the Three Wise men, that's also celebrated by more Iberian nations:

And last but certainly not least, the summer festivities in the capitals: starting with Sanfermines in early July

.. then the festivities in Baiona in mid-July...

... moving on to Maria Zuria celebrations in Gasteiz in early August...

Aste Nagusi in Donostia mid-August...

... and Aste Nagusi in Bilbo to finish the month...

For me they're the Holy Trinity of the special days for most Basque people. Of course there are more local special days and more events that gather many like regattas, 1st Monday of Gernika, Ordizia Cheese Championship, Korrika, several races, Chocolate day in Baiona, Lanterns Parade in Gasteiz, etc.

But these ones mentioned are the biggest ones.

[miss-what-a-d0ll]

𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩!

-ˋˏ ༻𓆰♕𓆪༺ ˎˊ-

[scavengedluxury]

Party time, 1939. From the Budapest Municipal Photography Company archive.

[useless-catalanfacts]

Fideus de vermar. Photos from Gastronòmicament and D.O. Binissalem.

Fideus de vermar ("grape harvest noodles") is a traditional dish from Mallorca (Balearic Islands) eaten around the month of September.

This dish is a spicy noodle soup in sheep broth with sheep meat, onion, garlic, tomato, thyme, marjoram, clove, a little bit of cinnamon, olive oil, salt, false pepper or allspice, a drizzle of wine, and Capsicum frutescens chilli pepper, and can also have pork sausage (botifarró and llonganissa).

It's very typical from the town of Binissalem. Every year on the last Sunday of September, Binissalem celebrates a communal meal with thousands of people to eat this dish. Last year, the meal gathered 22,000 people.

Making and eating the noodle soup in Binissalem, Mallorca. Photos from Última Hora.

[picsfromsiberiangirl]

Human-Sized Lantern.

[boymanmaletheshequel]

Happy Samhain bitches 💋🎃🖤

[worldofbaltzar]

HOLIDAY FESTIVITES

The holiday season is coming up quickly and it's a time to celebrate both Christmas and New Year's Eve. It's a time when families and friends get together and dress up in festive attire. Whether you're attending a holiday party or just spending time at home with your loved ones, it's important to choose an outfit that will help you get into the festive spirit.

Browse the collection online at Baltzar.com

[gemsofgreece]

Easter celebrations in Kerkyra (Corfu) island by Christoforos Korakianitis. 

[emaadsidiki]

Funfairs of Paris 🎈 پیرس کے میلے

[beautiful-basque-country]

Baiona singing Mikel Laboa's - and unofficial Basque anthem - Txoria txori is so moving and impressive.

Mikel Laboa recorded it in 1974, at the end of Franco's dictatorship, but the lyrics are a poem that Joxean Artze wrote in 1957, in the middle of Franco's dictatorship:

Hegoak ebaki banizkio

If I had cut his/her wings

nerea izango zen

(s)he would be mine

ez zuen alde egingo.

(s)he would not have left.

Bainan, honela,

But, that way,

ez zen gehiago txoria izango

(s)he would no longer be a bird

Eta nik...

and I...

txoria nuen maite.

I loved the bird.

Like all poems, it has many levels: it can refer to the relationship we have with nature and animals, our idea of possession and beauty, our relationship with loved ones, and with the situation of the Basque language and people in times of dictatorship.

The poet himself admitted that he marveled at the number of different interpretations people made of his verses. However it is interpreted, it is a true anthem for Basque people as you can see and hear. Love iiiiit!!!

Source

[daifukuch4n]

꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦꒷꒷꒦꒷꒦꒦꒷꒦

COME ON EVERYONE HALLOWEEN IS NEAR!!!

(Maybe its noticeable that is one of my favorite festivities? *▽*)

[kaluwa-del-conte]

~Festival of Lights~

(Line art and phone wallpaper under the cut)

I really loved how this came out, I even made a version I can use as my lockscreen for my phone!📱tis' the season!~ lol

For anyone who would like to use it as well 😊

I wish everyone a wonderful holiday season this year~❤️ BYMB!

- OXXX

[hrefna-the-raven]

Simril

Masterlist - BG3 masterlist

Notes: a little something I had in mind thinking about the holidays approaching slowly but surely ☺️

Words: 1022

Warnings: fluff

Summary: Simril was not only an annual winter festival celebrated along the Sword Coast but also the perfect opportunity to gain new clients for a certain devil. That was until you entered his life...

The sun had set and the festivities of Simril had engulfed the entire city of Baldur's Gate with a magical aura, bringing joy and cheer to the hearts of its inhabitants. It was an evening filled with laughter, merriment, and the promise of the blessing received upon finding the lucky star on the clouded sky. As the celebrations unfolded, the city became a playground of different coloured lanterns, merry tunes and enchantment. Raphael, adorned in his typical formal attire, was casually strolling through the streets during this festive day. He would wander through the bustling streets, keeping an eye out for potential clients and his so-called business opportunities. However, on this particular Simril, fate had something else in store for him.

Unbeknownst to Raphael, someone had been observing him, studying his every move. It was you, the mysterious figure lurking with in the shadows, a mischievous smile painted across your face. Since you got to know the devil, you always thought that he was way too focused on gaining souls, signing contracts, never truly embracing the tempting pleasures of his nature. So, of course, you had devised a plan, daring and audacious as you usually were according to your devil, to capture Raphael's attention and demanded a favour from one of his more noble debtors. As you caught sight of Raphael meandering along a bustling road, you couldn't resist any longer. With a swift and confident stride, you approached him, taking his arm and leading him away from the noisy crowd.

"What in the nine hells?", Raphael cursed, slightly bewildered, yet willingly complying with your guidance, captivated by your audacity.

You guided him through a myriad of hidden passages, until you arrived at a secluded courtyard adorned with exquisite decorations. The air was filled with the delightful fragrance of heated wine and the faint echoes of a minstrel's tune. In the center, a bonfire crackled, casting captivating shadows that danced around the surroundings. With a mischievous sparkle in your eyes, you presented Raphael with a cup of warm, spiced wine.

"Join me," you whispered, your voice carrying a note of invitation, "sit with me by the fire, let the music fill the night and let us enjoy ourselves."

Intrigued, Raphael complied, settling down next to you on a cushioned seat. The bard's melodies filled the air, wrapping the courtyard in a blanket of tender notes.

"If I am not mistaken, and I rarely am, this particular courtyard belongs to one of my debtors," Raphael calmly remarked, "and that bard over there recently signed his contract with me."

You delicately sipped your wine, avoiding his piercing gaze. Uncertainty filled your mind as you pondered whether this could potentially mark your final day on this mortal plane, condemned to be dragged down to the depths of hell for your transgressions. Although, there remained a tiny glimmer of hope that you might escape punishment for borrowing two of his clients for your own purposes. As you drained the last remnants of your wine, the devil snapped his fingers, conjuring two handwritten notes that ominously hovered before you.

"I do believe that is your handwriting," he declared, his fingers gently finding your chin and tilting your head upward to examine the notes, "And my signature, which, if I may say so myself, appears rather convincingly authentic."

You hummed, eyes darting to Raphael's unreadable expression. Deep within you, a sense of fear began to rise as he stood up, reaching out to lift you from the bench. His strong fingers curled around your neck, his piercing gaze digging into the depths of your soul. Even in his human form, his aura exuded authority and danger, reminding you of who he truly was.

"My little mouse", Raphael sighed, unable to hide a little smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, "I can't decide whether to be angry or proud of your audacious escapades."

"I'd prefer the latter", you offered, attempting to conceal your mounting anxiety, "after all it was all in favour of you relaxing for once."

"I bet you do, little mouse", the devil laughed, his mind lingering on the last part of your statement.

As the fire flickered, casting a warm glow on your face, he suddenly was all to aware of how effortlessly you succeeded at wiggling your way into his heart. He couldn't deny that he had grown rather fond of you, for reasons that would forever elude him, you had chosen to stick by his side and help him without any contract or asking anything in return. The memories of how he huffed in sheer disbelief as you claimed that you simply liked him were still as fresh as the day they were forged. No mortal had ever demonstrated such unwavering loyalty, not to him nor, he would stake his wretched soul on it, to any other devil in the infernal realms. And yet here you were, going through all the trouble and danger to ensure he would have one evening to enjoy himself. Raphael leaned in, pressing his lips on yours in a tender kiss, muffling your surprised gasp. To hell with all that meant being a devil, his mind urged him. Under the spell of the enchanting atmosphere, Raphael allowed himself to embrace his humanity, if only for this night. He resolved that there was more to existence than the relentless pursuit of souls—at least for this fleeting moment.

A wistful smile formed on your lips as you broke the kiss, your eyes sparkling with pure happiness and Raphael couldn't tear his gaze away from you. His little mouse, a potential client who became his unlikely ally and, if he'd had any say in the matter, would become even more in the days to come. You suddenly jumped away, looking up to the sky, gasping as your hands found his, fingers intertwining with his.

"I found my lucky star", you giggled, "do devils have a lucky star?"

"No", Raphael chuckled, "but I have a suspicion that this particular one just might", he whispered, a faint smile playing on his lips as he kept his eyes locked on your silhouette.