#he doesnt deserve this

my heart is breaking so much for Fah it’s unreal  

really sad that yibo and xiao zhan couldn’t wish each other a happy birthday publicly this year the cast and even his bandmates can’t even publicly talk to him… this is just sad

Unfollowing the famous author neil gaiman because im sick of seeing nerds and losers who are terminally On Tumblr ask this poor man stupid bullshit about about fanfic and begging him to make their ships real

giirlinterrupted:

Daniel had a life threatening rare skin disease, a knee injury, an ankle injury, a very bad luck at 2017 4Hills, his brother committed suicide and now this. Universe, why?

mylordshesacactus:

mylordshesacactus:

So, the thing about Suncrest is that it’s built very deep in a very high, dense mountain range. Because of this, night falls early even on long days. As autumn goes on, however, the sun starts to get lower and lower in the sky long before true winter sets in.

Because of this, there’s always been a bit of an informal tradition of noting the first day when the sun, at noon, is no higher than the tallest peak of the “coronet”–the ring of mountains surrounding Suncrest. Originally, people would just comment on it and note that it meant the cold would arrive soon. Over the past ~500 years, however, the small local tradition grew into something massive.

The Feast of Phoenixfire, which is what the Festival descends from, is really just a pretentious formal name for the Solstice festival celebrated throughout the Dominion–you know, longest night of the year, peak of power for the dark (though not necessarily evil) deities. So in addition to celebrating the gods of thieves and spies, luck, shadow, death–the Solstice festival also involved the very traditional bonfires, bell-ringing, drinking contests, etc, everything you need to drive away evil spirits in the dead of winter and bring back the light. It’s a pretty universal holiday.

One problem with celebrating Phoenixfire in Suncrest: It’s fucking miserable as shit in midwinter.

Nobody, in Arlette’s words, wants to be outside, at night, in seventeen feet of snow, when it’s eighty below zero BEFORE windchill, no matter HOW many fucking bonfires you light.

So, most of the traditional outdoor get-crazy-get-stupid traditions started to be dropped, and Phoenixfire celebrations in Suncrest became much quieter and more centered around warmth, safety, and family. But people need that Carnivale atmosphere–especially in an isolated, rugged city with long nights and short days. So, over time, those traditions just migrated a few months earlier in the year, tied to the Suncrest tradition of loudly celebrating the first hint that they’re about to lose the sun.

Get crazy get stupid, y’all!

Highlights of the Firelight Festival included:

• Bumper Battle: Local children, dressed in homemade monster costumes with thick padded rings around their middles and armed with padded “swords”, blindfolded and released into a blocked-off area to bounce off each other and battle to the ‘death’. The winner gets to pie the city’s Master of Order in the face.
• Pin The Tail On The Pegasus (only for children)
• The least skilled facepainter possible, whose skill checks never rolled higher than a 5
• A WIDE variety of food and drink vendors
• A series of puppet shows and amateur theater skits depicting various scenes from mythology or history.
• Pyro Pinhole: Cornhole, But It’s On Fire
• Snapdragon Snatch: A pullstring-style pinata in the rough shape of a phoenix, being controlled from above by a handler with a very long pole. The pinata is absolutely covered with sparking and whirling fireworks and Roman candles. You’re blindfolded, and have three tries to grab the ribbon that empties the prizes without getting burned.
• Light The Spark: A ring-the-bell strength tower, but the bell and the striker are both tipped with flint. A successful ring has a 50% chance of lighting the fuse to set off a large firework over the city.
• A Shady-Ass Tent with a deeply suspicious carnival barker outside advertising what’s clearly some sort of dodgy menagerie or, worse, some kind of freak show who for some reason hasn’t been moved along by the city guard. Upon skeptically entering, you’re met with a dark room, a drumroll, and the dramatic reveal of a full-length mirror. The funny joke is ruined a bit by the phrase “The only true monster is one who revels in the misery of others” over the mirror, and the immediate explanation that the Temple of Bahamut runs most of the orphanages in the city and are taking up a collection to benefit the children, especially those likely to be exposed to prejudice due to their species–
• Pegasus Pageant: A horse show in the main city square.
• Firewing Handicap: A fancy-chicken race. Six hens in custom racing capes are released after bets are taken.
• Coronet Toss: A ring toss. The rings are made of dry, braided straw; the pegs are candles in three tiers of thickness and intensity. You have to throw the ring around the candle without catching it on fire.
• Coal-Walking
• Fighting Pit: Not actually a pit. A VERY carefully-monitored melee being run by the chronically underfunded City Guard. There’s a militia signup right next to it.
• Actual Literal SnapdragonTables: Set up, either with a very small buy-in or entirely free, almost everywhere around the city. This is clearly a deeply beloved tradition associated with the festival.
  
• The single most stressed member of the Suncrest Volunteer Fire Department in the history of the known universe.