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jan event.
summer has arrived
As the last of the sakura blossoms fall away and the leaves on the trees grow into ever more vibrant greens, the familiar buzz of cicadas begins to echo all throughout the isle. Summer is quickly approaching and bringing brighter days and blazing temperatures along with it.
Summer also signals the start of the wine production season. Grapes growing on trellises are a common sight on Crescentview during the summer and a notice on the town memo board from the local barkeep encourages farmers to consider growing some varietal grapes of their own.
Temperatures are rising, so put on a comfortable pair of shorts and head to the Town Plaza to see what’s cooking! While you’re at it, take a look at the calendar for Summer 1st through 15th.
This season’s crops are corn, onion, pumpkin, watermelon, and pineapple. Summer’s seasonal flowers are poppy, rose, sunflower, lily, and hydrangea. As for mushrooms, shimeji, trumpet, and common brown spores are available for the summer.
hot! ...or not
Posted prominently at the top of the Memo Board is a cartoonishly-written advertisement for the first annual Hot or Not hosted by the Goddess herself. Contestants will take to the stage while the audience votes on whether they are as hot as the blazing sun or cooler than a dead fish. Leave your egos at the door! ICly, this event takes place on Summer 8th.
task board
The task board is located in Town Square and changes from season to season. In real time, a season is one month long. The following tasks are available from January 1st to February 1st and more tasks may be added mid-month.
Certain rewards are only available through event participation, so please keep this in mind when planning your threads. Multiple tasks may be completed within a single thread, but when turning in, please link to the individual tags in which each task was completed.
Finally, rewards are per character, not per farm, so those with housemates may want to coordinate with one another with regard to what animals you’re bringing home to your farm.
This month’s tasks are centered around getting to know your fellow neighbors on a deeper level. As such, the Goddess has put together a small human scavenger hunt to encourage people to learn more about the people they are living with — and hopefully falling in love with.
Find someone who...
1. Was born in the summer
2. Pours milk into their bowl before the cereal
3. Plays a musical instrument
4. Has more than 3 siblings
5. Works out 5 times a week or more
6. Doesn’t like animals
7. Would like to date the Harvest Goddess
8. Has traveled around the world
9. Speaks two or more languages
10. Is wearing socks that aren’t black or white
Each submission will earn you two random bags of summer seeds. Specify whether you want crop, flower, or mushroom spores in your submission. This task can be completed a total of 10 times.
Many ingredients used in wine production grow in the summer, but so do a variety of tea plants and grains. Grapes, tea shrubs and grains like wheat and barley can all be grown on your farm or in your greenhouse, if you have one.
Complete the following tasks to earn yourself some nice beverage-producing crops for the farm:
1. Take something from last month’s harvest and gift it to a neighbor. You can give it to them directly, cook it into a meal, etc. Alternatively, craft them a bouquet, flower crown, or another gift from the flowers you grew last season. Complete 3 times for a total of 6 grape starters.
2. Share a piece of hot gossip with a neighbor or exchange secrets with them. It doesn’t have to be your secret! Complete 3 times for a total of 6 tea starters.
3. Exercise with someone. Go on a run, swim in the ocean, help them stretch out! Complete 3 times for a total of 6 grain crops. You may choose from wheat, barley, rye, or rice.
Summer is the perfect time to hang out on the beach and splash around in the ocean. Participate in some summer fun at the beach and earn more animals for your barn and coop.
1. Swim in the ocean, build a sandcastle, or bury someone in the sand. Do any of the following for one of the following animals: cow, sheep, alpaca, or goat. This task can be completed once.
2. Participate in Hot or Not. It’s an annual tradition! Submit yourself or comment on someone else for a single chicken or rabbit. This task can be completed once.
local happenings
The Crescentview Times newspaper has chronicled the latest happenings around the island. A physical copy of the paper will arrive on your doorstep early in the morning on Summer 1st.
Recently, a group of townspeople have taken it upon themselves to check out the abandoned mine. They’ve made good headway on opening up the path in the hopes that would-be explorers will be able to take to the mines and find some of Crescentview’s fabled gems and minerals buried in its depths. They expect to be done by Summer 15th.
A strange “gurgling whisper” has been reported by some concerned townsfolk living in the mountains. The concerning sounds are coming from one of the lakes at the foot of the mountain. Supposedly, the voice is asking for offerings of... something. The townsfolk have yet to identify what exactly is being asked for.
A hurricane has been brewing off the southern coast of Crescentview. Meteorologists have yet to determine whether the hurricane will make landfall or not, so stay tuned for more updates.
mod notes
⬥ Welcome to our second event! We want to thank you all for participating in our game and contributing your efforts to it. Thank you for playing!
⬥ A second event post will go up in mid-Jan.
⬥ Please plot over at the Jan Plotting Post.
⬥ As a reminder, please keep all plotting on the OOC post as not everyone has Discord or Plurk.
⬥ Please submit your completed tasks at the top-level below.
⬥ Have fun!
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Hey, no worries! I love to drink now and again!
( she settles herself into her seat, thank you, mr. host! the outrider ogles the cod on the table, audibly exclaiming with delight over how excited she is. )
Oooooh! This looks and smells delicious! I love fish! You really didn't have to go through all this trouble, but I'm so grateful that you did!
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[ Plunking into the chair across the table, Childe fills his own platter without fuss. It isn't a date, by any means. He's dressed down today, after all. The only thing that stands out is the furious shock of color that is his hair clashing with the utterly lightless quality to his eyes as he takes a portion of the fish. For the most part, it's boneless, but Childe's picking the spine out of it with a fork, neat and methodical with his movements. ]
Were you able to arrive at an answer?
[ What will Amber do from here on out? ]
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his question causes her to pause her meal, while she flicks her gaze up towards him. despite the blush that fills her cheeks, she prepares to be honest with him. )
I've decided ... yes. I'll take your help. For one of those squares. ( while she couldn't say 'let's have sex' out loud, he'll probably understand her point. )
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Okay. Well, whenever you're ready. [ Maybe he really should've asked to see her card, so she could point out which of the two she was seeking, but in the end, it won't make much of a difference. ] I'll get started with the dishes, but take your time enjoying the food.
[ Carrying his own plate and any others scraped clean, Childe makes headway into the kitchen to scrub away. ]
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( wow, he's very direct, isn't he? that might be why Amber finds him - and this entire exchange - so incredibly thrilling. she's a rabbit at heart, and in a way, she's dancing with danger. the outrider can pinpoint various crushes she's had in her life, and even sexual attraction to others. but she's never had this sort of firey lust for someone. it's taken her by surprise, and yet she has no intention of allowing it to simmer. she's going to allow fire to meet water and burn up to a boil.
once she's finished eating, she takes her plate over to him - without a single piece to spare! what can she say? the girl loves her food. )
That really was so delicious. Thank you. ( she can feel her heart pounding in her chest, distracted by his gaze before she goes to seek out the small bag of essentials that she brought with her. when Amber crouches down, she retrieves her bingo card and stares down at it for a moment. )
... So, how comfortable are you with, um ... "dirty talk"? ( she scratches the back of her head. ) It's just like saying sexy words, right? Can't say I've experienced it before. ( depending on how this exchange goes, she may be in for a huge surprise from how her body responds to it. this is going to be a very fun lesson in broadening Amber's sexual horizons. )
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[ After that stint in the kitchen, Childe comes in all alone, stooped down to regard the bingo sheet that Amber's clutching in her hands. Crouching down, he's a good head taller. Maybe even a little too close for comfort, angled so he can scrutinize her card. Before this moment, he hadn't been privy to it. ]
Looks like we shared more than those two squares you told me about.
[ The blue in his eyes is edging darkness, something savage in it. Given Childe's proximity, she might notice his partiality for anything red: smudging the corners of his eyes, alight in the drop of his earring and hints of it smattering his clothing. His fondness for it comes through. And Amber's drenched in that color, from her ribbons and her sleeves and her gloves, visible through even the pull of her stockings.
Interesting to note these commonalities, in the context of minding this space with her. ]
... Weren't we getting to know each other? Don't be so cold. [ Straightening to his full height, Childe doesn't crowd her in. No need to pursue someone who'd rather give chase. ] If you don't know how, then I'll teach you.
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( a directionless sound drifts from her mouth before she can stop it - caused by the overwhelming pull she feels when he invades her space like that. her warm and innocent golden eyes lined with dark lashes peer deeply into his far colder ones, and for a moment, she feels as though she forgets how to speak. just like her outfit and the accessories he dons, her cheeks fill with a brilliant red blush that burns just as brightly as the pyro vision fixed at her hip.
but once he implies she's cold when she feels anything but, she straightens out too, and puts her card back into her bag before she steps closer to him. she's a lot shorter than he is, and the difference between their heights only becomes further emphasised once the woman rests her arms on the counter adjacent to where he's stood, her eyes twinkling with interest as she gazes up at him. )
I'm not cold. ( she follows, with a smile that's perhaps a tad friendlier than he may expect. he doesn't know her at all, really - but this is how she is. kind and genuine despite the alluring circumstances that have brought them both together. her warmth and trust reflects in her outside body language as it does inside. )
I'm quite warm. Just like you'd expect from a Pyro user, right? ( she giggles. )
Well, um. I'm ready for my first lesson. How should we start?
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[ Vying for ruthlessness, he tries his hand at honesty. It's a serious problem with Childe, crossing boundaries better left untouched. Like beholding some sputtering flame in the wind, he's got to decide whether or not to smother it.
But Childe's so haphazard in his advances, staring her down like he could flay her open with his gaze alone. All he can really think is that her name is so ill-fitting, that nothing about her reminds him of the moments that follow petrification, when amber begins to fossilize. ]
I'm not a good guy, you know! Be more careful.
[ Beckoning her disapproval or her protests, Childe continues indulging in these bad habits as he props an elbow on the counter and regards her. First lesson? Funny. Once all is said and done, is she going to come back for round two? ]
Where did you want me to touch you first?
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I-I--! That's...!
( what a bold accusation! Amber may even want to argue that she hasn't been thinking such thoughts ... but she's like a rabbit caught in a trap.
while she's dragged criminals off to jail with her own two hands, there are no alarm bells that ring out in Amber's head over Childe telling her that he's not a good guy. honestly? she thinks it's part of the dirty talk. he's not a good guy, he's a bad guy - a guy who is going to do very bad things to her. wow ... it fills her with a thrilling rush of arousal, and nearly turns her legs to jelly.
where does she want him to touch her? it's like she suddenly forgets every single part of her body as her mind falls blank. but she has to try and visualise it in order to owe him an answer. what's the least embarrassing body part she could give? would it be too forward if she said her thighs? she blinks once or twice and peers up at him, and Childe will be able to tell clear as daylight that his dirty talk is beginning to work. probably a little too well, if the rosy colouring in her face is anything to go off. )
... My, uh ... ( "butt", she wants to say. or "thighs." why is it so hard!!! ) I-It's sort of hard to choose. Either my waist, my thighs ... or my hips.
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[ Don't humor him? Cute with her ribbons but paralyzed under his attention, Childe doesn't issue a warning when throwing out one leg out to sweep Amber off her feet. Cradling her in his arms with all of these vulnerabilities laid bare, there's probably something to be said for how he's holding her, like some bunny wandering in too close for comfort. Not nearly enough fearfulness here for Amber to come to the understanding that he isn't lying about being a terrible influence on other people.
Horribly bereft of manners, Tartaglia continues on with this lawlessness, hoisting her all the way to the couch. The theatrics weren't needed, but he's inviting her attention anyways. ]
Alright. Until you make up your mind, I'll just have to touch everything. Your waist, your thighs, your hips...
[ Maintaining an easy tempo with his words, like his cadence, he sets her down on the cushions, flush to the upholstery. Then, Childe's sinking down until he's knelt before her on the floor with the same regard he gives the Tsaritsa. Maybe just a touch more irreverential, though, what with his palms laid on Amber's knees, minding the wryness coating the back of his throat. ]
Spread them for me? [ Her legs, he means. Tease them open so he can intrude on her space. ] I can't do dirty things to you without getting closer.
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( Amber squeaks in surprise when Childe sweeps her off her feet like that - she's impressed at how effortlessly he collects her off the ground and into his arms. but this is no surprise due to his background (not that she is aware of it), and how petite she is.
she's surprised that he called her forward, when she believes that he is the one being forward right now! brazenly asking her to spread her legs while kneeling next to her ... she can feel her already quickened heart rate somehow climbing higher. )
Okay, ( she consents, before taking in a breath. she opens her legs just as he requested, and once Childe's hands find her most intimate of areas, he'll quickly learn that she's absolutely soaked with arousal. frankly, Amber isn't certain she's ever been so turned on before. how has this man managed to make her so hot? )
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Hold still, girlie. Relax.
[ Forgive him for peeling them off of Amber. Kind of mean to feel her out with her shorts clinging to tightness. But he's shameless in all other respects, measuring her with a single glance and then smoothly kissing his way up her legs. Closer to evening than afternoon, he'd expected her to be chilled like milk but she's warm all over wherever his mouth nudges, along her inner thighs and the sharp jut of her hipbones as he skirts her waistline.
Soft with his touch, Childe can't nonetheless avoid the fact that he's got his lips pressed lower than her navel when he speaks up, Amber's shirt scrunches up just enough to make contact. Then, he's drifting lower still, bent low and down on his knees, like prostration. ]
Think I should remove what's in my way?
[ Or should he do this with all of her clothes still on? Looming between her legs and this aching mess he's made of Amber, he's sliding his fingers along her panties until they come away obscenely wet, slick as he rubs his thumb and index finger together. Childe hasn't pressed his mouth against it just yet but his breath is washing over her from below, and he's sneaky with the way he's glancing up in assessment. ]
What's on your mind?
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Amber pushes out a surprised squeak when she feels his mouth on her thighs, creating a tremor of anticipation in her body - a few gentle moans pouring from her open mouth. Childe may notice that her warm body temperature will climb further the more aroused she gets, which appears to be an effortless task on this part - she is fully aware of the swell of arousal between her legs, and now her body is practically begging for further contact now.
it's so much easier said than done though, isn't it? the bingo square she has in mind is the 'dirty talk' one but in this very moment, after casting her gaze down at him stationed between her legs, she feels at a complete loss for words. his icy blue eyes are striking, and she once again finds herself feeling like a prey animal caught in a lion's grasp. Amber pushes out a low, airy moan when he drags his finger across the soaked front of her panties, causing her to stir her hips slightly. the physical frenzy that she's in is more than obvious - and yet, somehow she has no idea where to start with elaborating on her desires for him. at the very least, though, she can try. )
I ... ( she starts, chest rising and falling with each deep breath she takes. ) I, um ... I want you to touch me so badly ...
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But there's something to be said for pleasure-seeking thrills and the warmth of Amber's knees every time they jostle or tuck close. Greeted with all this enthusiasm, Childe can't help but laugh at his own expense. C'mon! Now, he's just guilty for carrying on this way. ]
I could tell.
[ Everything's so open and innocent with her, fooling around and being fooled in turn. Hardly any dirty talk, even though he'll be doing something filthy with his mouth soon enough. Perhaps she hasn't thought this through, but Childe hasn't either. That's the problem. Fingers splayed out, he peels away her panties until they hit the floor, and then he takes his mouth to the folds of Amber's pussy, licking from below to trace his way up to her clit, soft but intrusive with his tongue. Thanks for the meal? ]
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( From the way that her voice ascends into a high pitch, Chile should be able to tell immediately that Amber appreciates the contact of his mouth on her swollen wet sex. All things considered, it's quite embarrassing that she's this turned on from just being in his company tonight - but she just can't help herself. There's an invisible dynamic that she feels with him, one that she can't explain and isn't prepared to question. Eventually she'll learn the truth, but for now she's going to bask in being bad with him.
Amber pushes gorgeous, vocal moans of praise out of her lungs while his tongue lavishes her most intimate of areas - he earns a particularly squeaky one whenever he fixes his attention on her clit. ) Yes...! ( She sighs, reaching out to bury her hand in his head of ginger hair, fastening her grip in those firey locks. )
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At least for now, he isn't fighting the resultant drag of Amber's fingers through his hair. Jaw eased open, his hands are wrapped so loose where they're tracing her form, the touch of his hands on her so intent and enamored. Opting for long, deep strokes with his tongue, he settles lower than her clit to lick his way inside of her, scorching and wet. Switching up the pace, Childe's slow and sweet, pressing past those pink, slick folds to press Amber open with his mouth. ]
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Oh-! I-I'm-! ( Amber can't even get the words out - it feels so good that she's squirming and moaning beneath each stroke of his tongue. She can't express a lot beyond a string of needy noises - but inevitably, the loud cry of pleasure that follows should be enough to inform him that she's crashed over the edge into orgasm. An incredible, mind-numbing one that causes the woman to point the toes of her shaking legs, her knuckles whitening from the grip in his hair.
She can't stop herself from almost screaming through this incredible high. Pleasurable waves of euphoria wash through her as she rides out her climax. ) Ah...!
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Endearment kind of makes it worse, in hindsight. Not like he really knows her at all. Easing her down on the couch is just another way to entangle himself, looming over Amber. ]
You weren't thinking I wouldn't notice, right? [ Hard to hide being a squirter, not that he's complaining? Thumbing his mouth, he's licking off the remnants like the complete degenerate that he is. ] Mind if we keep going?
[ Sorry, Childe's just raring to go, and thinking with his cock isn't helping matters any. ]
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An embarrassed flutters slips out of her, and when given the opportunity, she'll close the gap to steal a kiss, swiping her tongue along the bottom of his lip to taste herself on his tongue. Contrasting her giggle, this sexual boldness is a blatant juxtaposition to her sweet demeanour. She doesn't usually act so rash, but ... )
Yes, please ... ( The woman's dark lashes flutter, reclining back once again. ) Say more bad things to me. ( Gotta get that bingo square filled in, after all. )
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[ The sight is just really fucking hot, sorry-not-sorry. ]
Show me your tits. I wanna— [ Beat off between them? Grope them? ] —cup them. They looked soft.
[ Watching them heave and bounce while he was licking his way inside of her gave him all sorts of crazy ideas, and he's reaching back down to press his fingers up between her legs. ]
Not as badly as I wanna shove my cock in you, though.
[ You know, so he can find out which part of Amber is perkier. ]
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She obliges with his request - taking her shirt off over her head along with her bra, allowing her breasts to fall free. Here she is, completely nude on a near-stranger's couch, biting down on her lip to stifle the pleased sound she makes when his hand drifts up her legs. )
Well, you can ... definitely go ahead. ( Y'know. Ya gorl is thirsty. )
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I will. The view's great.
[ Really, he could fall in love with a girl like her, sweet and affectionate and kind. But that's exactly why he'll keep his distance, since he's an absolute wreck of a human being. There's no way that Childe could be around her without ruining Amber somehow. ]
Just this once, okay? [ Squeezing Amber's breasts with stark attention to her nipples, fingers pinched and rolling, he can't help but marvel at the sight. She really is pretty, doe-eyed and staring up at him. ] The way I see it, you ought to do what you want to do before it's too late and you lose your chance.
[ Visit that friend, travel the world, and find someone who can cherish her properly. Obligation shouldn't hold back raw ambition. Anyways, Childe's done playing nice, since his next course of action is to do with his mouth what he's doing with his hand and tease one nipple, head dipped down to suck on one. ]
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( Amber's train of thought cuts off with a short moan when Childe fixes his mouth to her breast, sucking on her sensitive nipple. She closes her eyes, sighing in bliss from the attention granted to her body. But even though she can't focus on anything else but him - the last sentence spoken by him rings and repeats in her ears.
"Do what you want before it's too late, and you lose your chance."
What does she want most of all? Him. She wants him. She's so aroused she can hardly stand it - as emphasised by the way that her hips stir. Amber reaches a hand down and strokes Childe's cock, opening her legs to advertise her glistening wet sex, plump and swollen with arousal. )
I want you. ( She breathes out, cupping his head in her hands. ) Please.
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But it's hard to refuse her when she's so sweet, flushed and feverish and holding his face so preciously, long fingers drawn along the curve of his cheekbone. Childe doesn't trust himself to speak, so he nods instead, pulling his mouth away from her chest to press his face against her bare neck instead as he yanks himself loose from his trousers.
Not like he needs any further prompting to fuck her when he knows he shouldn't. He sinks inside her, cupping along the bend of one knee to keep her legs spread through it. Sensation clutches at him first, hot and deep, and he works himself up against her body until she loosens or he's slotted himself to the base of his cock. Whether she's shivering or moving up against him, he's nothing but shameless. No time's taken to acclimate in favor of wrenching out just to rigidly thrust himself back inside. ]
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Oh-!
( She's so wet and tight around him - with eager thrusts of her hips pressing upwards to meet the momentum of his own. Every movement draws the most gorgeous sounding moans out of Amber, melting away the illusion of her being an innocent little Mondstadt bunny. In a way, Childe is really breaking her innocence - a secret Fatui member ravishing the pussy of a beloved member of the Knights of Favonius without her knowing. Her legs buckle tighter around his hips, with one of her hands sliding between her legs to stimulate her clit. ) So good-! ( Amber just can't help but vocally fawn with praise, her voice climbing an octave or two when she surprises herself with a swift, powerful orgasm. She tightens around him as he fucks her through it, squealing with glee, pointing her toes while she shakes with pleasure. )
Aahhh-!
( Ohh, fuck. ♥ She murmurs squeaky pleas for him to not stop - begging him to keep fucking her, as her small breasts bounce with the momentum of his thrusts. )
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