#party theme ideas

[melbournesupplies23]

Movie Night Themed Birthday Party

Melbourne Supplies has everything you need to host the perfect movie night party! We have all of the latest and greatest movies, snacks, drinks, and decorations. Our selection is sure to satisfy everyone's tastes. Hosting a movie night party is a great way to spend quality time with your friends without having to go out. You can all relax in your own home and enjoy each other's company. Plus, it's a great excuse to pig out on snacks and drinks!

[biblically-accurate-dca]

@vanweek2024 day 5 - chance

now's your chance

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[daydreambonsai]

thought i’d join this little trend hehe!! love my girl <3

[toastedicarus]

Sanji saw the Germa 66 clones constantly killing themselves for his dad and just thought that was how loyalty was supposed to be expressed and that's why hes such a self sacrificing piece of shit for his crew

[icewindandboringhorror]

More misc. daily life pictures and such

[thevelaryons]

I wonder if the show will ever have Corlys confronting Rhaenyra about killing his son?

Somehow, most of the problems in Corlys’ characterization in HOTD can be traced to the complete change in his relationship with Laenor in season one.

Although, even their “relationship” in the show can be summed up as Corlys glaring at Laenor like he’s some dirt beneath his feet, so I suppose it’s not too surprising that Corlys is willing to overlook Laenor’s death.

HOTD centralized Rhaenyra too much in Laenor’s story when Corlys was supposed to be the central character there.

[bittersweet-skylines]

Steve has been dragged to another themed dance night at a random club in Indianapolis. It’s a long drive for one night of partying, but Robin loves going to them, regardless of the theme, and Steve doesn’t mind it if it means getting to drink and party with his best friend for a bit.

Tonight is themed around emo music, and it’s a lot of music he doesn’t know with the occasional one he does sprinkled in (who doesn’t know Sugar, We’re Going Down?), but with his minimal music taste that’s not a surprise.

Neither of them are dressed the part for the music, both taking emo to mean “all black” which seems to be the theme for everyone else as well.

Robin is somewhere on the dance floor and Steve is lingering by the bar with a drink in his hand. From the back of the room, he can take everything in.

The DJ stands on her platform at the front, hyping up the crowd as the guitar starts up for a song that gets everyone excited and then he’s greeted with the lead singer screaming something he can’t understand.

The crowd looks relatively tame, dancing in their small clusters of friends. He doesn’t know why he was expecting mosh pits or fist fights, but he isn’t complaining about it. Maybe it’s just because the music wasn’t live, or maybe it’s because half the crowd looks just as confused about the music as he is.

The point is, the crowd looks normal, which makes the small group of people hanging out by the wall all the more noticeable.

Four guys stand up against the wall of the dance floor, each with more wild hair than the last. All of them were cladded in leather with battle jackets and heavy jewelry. All of their silhouettes are sharp and heavy. Ironically, they seemed the most out of place.

They bob along with the music happily enough, and Steve of all people couldn’t judge, but they seemed just as lost as he is with the music.

Steve finds himself staring at one of them. He has long, curly hair and stands the tallest of them all. Somehow, his gaze finds Steve’s from across the room and suddenly he’s very grateful for the dim lighting to hide his flush of embarrassment.

Steve sneaks a second glance. The guy returns his attention to his friends and he gets to watch him for a few seconds this time.

He knows he shouldn’t be staring, but it’s impossible not to. He can’t explain it, but he’s just transfixed on this beautiful man across the room.

He looks away to try and find Robin in the crowd, but when he looks back, he’s gone.

Steve turns to head towards the dance floor again, ready to just shrug it off, when his gaze meets the mysterious person again. This time, he’s right in front of Steve, and he’s talking to him.

He can’t hear what comes out of his mouth, but he manages to read his lips in the dark.

“A little underdressed to be judging the crowd, don’t you think?”

Steve laughs awkwardly. He’s not wrong. Steve’s only wearing a black t shirt and a pair of jeans. Light washed jeans, at that, but at least Robin smudged some eyeliner around his eyes before they left.

“I was admiring, actually,” he replies. The other gives him a curious look and Steve just shrugs, a small smile on his face.

He must have said something to him, because the other is watching Steve expectantly, and instinctually he taps his ear and gives the disclaimer; “I can’t hear you.”

The other doesn’t repeat whatever he said. Instead he makes a gesture that implies going outside for a smoke, and after a beat, Steve decides to follow him.

Outside, the air is chilled and there’s nothing that remains of the music except the intense bass. They walk together a few feet down, and then the stranger leans against the wall and lights a cigarette before he hands the pack to Steve.

“So, admiring, huh?”

“I mean, when you look the way you do, it’s hard not to,” Steve says. It’s easier outside. He can hear him properly, as long as he keeps slightly to the right of the stranger. He lights his own cigarette and exhales the smoke away from the other.

“Sure you weren’t just staring at the one group that actually stood out?” he teases. Steve shakes his head.

“That would just be hypocritical.”

The conversation sky rockets from there. He learns that the other is in a band, and they ended up here because their drummer knows the DJ and had promised that it was “definitely their scene”. He assures Steve that he doesn’t mind the music, but it’s definitely not his scene. Steve mentions Robin and how she loves this specific club, and how he never knows the music but he doesn’t care that much anyways. The stranger is skeptical at Steve’s proclamation that music isn’t a very big deal, and they both laugh it off after he cracks another joke about it.

“Your gaze drifts a lot, you know. Maybe we should cut you off?” he teases. Steve flicks his gaze up from the other’s lips and smiles softly.

“Maybe I just like what I see,” he replies.

“Right. Yeah, just admiring my lips. No ulterior motives, huh?” For a second, Steve thinks that maybe he got it all wrong, but then the other steps in until there’s just a books length between them.

“What if there was?”

“You’d win,” the other says honestly. Steve smiles, the butterflies giddy in his stomach. He hesitates only for a moment before he leans in and kisses the stranger, soft but letting it linger until he pulls away.

“I should go find my friends,” he says as he pulls away. “And you should get inside. You’re going to freeze.”

Steve doesn’t want to. He could talk to this stranger for hours and it would still be intoxicating, but he’s already walking back towards the entrance, so Steve follows.

“I’ll come find you before the nights over, if you want. We’ll make plans to take you to a real party sometime,” he offers right before they part at the doors. Steve nods, because of course he wants to find him again, and then he’s off.

Only, he doesn’t find him again. Steve finds Robin and dances with her, and enjoys the night with his friend. For a while he can spot his stranger in the crowd with ease, but then it gets harder until Steve can only assume he’s just gone.

It’s not the first time this has happened, but for some reason, this time leaves him with a pang of regret.

He didn’t even get his name.

[humblemooncat]

Heavensturn Art Party Interest Check

I chatted with @sae-mian about this last night, but I wanted to do a little interest check for a Heavensturn Art Party.

It'll be later in January, probably around the 20th so people can get back from the holidays and rest up a bit first!

I'm thinking dragon-themed attire and décor since it'll be the year of the dragon next year. Maybe I'll even put up the Sukiya-zukuri walls so we'll have an onsen outside. Any other things will be ironed out if this gets enough interest!

It'll also give me an excuse to redecorate the yard and interior again and make the stairwell not look so un-included. xD

[bibi-itt]

So every year I choose a theme for my birthday party and for this year I'm planning on beeing The X-files, I'll be dressing as our dear Dana Scully and all, but I also want my friends to be involved on the theme even though they don't watch the show. So I really appreciate ideias and suggestions on that and things to put on the decoration as well.

PS: My brithday is in september so I got time till there

[melbournesupplies23]

Decorations For 20's Themed Party

When it comes to throwing a party, the options are endless. But if you're looking to capture that roaring twenties feel, there's no better way than with a 20s theme party! Choosing decorations and entertainment for your 20s themed bash can be a lot of fun. Start by raiding your grandparents' attic for any antique furniture and accessories you can borrow – think art deco lamps, geometric mirrors, and shiny silverware.

[emblazons]

"let's start a new party, you and me."

Day One of @bylerweek2023: Cleradin/D&D Mike & Will + "Party" (for the most part anyway)

[arolesbianism]

Thinking abt Sif Odile duo looping au again and I wanna be able to plot everything out more coherently but act 5 eternally looms overhead and boy I do not wanna look up

[cheadarchesse]

So my some friends and I have a birthday coming up this month and we decided to throw a crow-themed party. Attendees were required to wear black and bring a shiny silver trinket. We did our best to come up with crow (or bird) themed foods.

It was a blast and this was my outfit. I never get to actually Dress Up, so I was pretty excited

[total-drama-brainrot]

a lot of noco themed birthday parties happening on tdtiktok apparently.

[flannelepicurean]

Picture, if you will (because I definitely am), a scenario in which Bulma is staring across her desk at These Two Idiots, absolutely flummoxed about A Happenstance, and goes, "Okay, but why--no, don't answer that. HOW. And when???"

And they, also confused and uncertain, consider for a bit, and then Vegeta goes O_O, and whispers, "The Christmas par--" and Goku goes, O_O, "THE CHRISTMAS PARTYYYYY..."

Cut to The Christmas Party, a hallway some distance from the actual festivities, at a point when they're both about 47 drinks in, and a situation where the captions would read [Unintelligible drunken yelling]. And when Vegeta stops flailing long enough to dodge a swooping flail and grab Goku's shirt somewhere near the collar and get all up in his face, their tiddies bump.

And there's some bounce-back.

And they stop yelling furiously and start blushing furiously. And they DO NOT back away. And then Goku looks down, and Vegeta looks down, and turns holiday-festive red, and then they look at each other for another couple seconds...and then just jump all over each other and start makin' out like the hot, sloppy, drunk-as-hell messes they are.

And they topple over sideways, and Vegeta manages to wriggle an arm free and point emphatically toward an empty guest room, and they slalom in there and slam the door and start goin' at it like coked-up weasels.

Bulma, having heard ANY portion or version of what they can remember of this incident, levels a gaze at them, no longer disbelieving, but definitely pretty sour, and informs them, "I'm extremely disappointed in both of you. Okay. Party privileges revoked. No more parties."

And Goku wails, "AWW, NOT EVEN BIRTHDAYS?!" And Bulma and Vegeta both stare at him like he's lost his goddamn mind.

(I have no idea what theoretically precipitated this situation for them. But I need to find a way to use it.)