#Fire watch tower

[academic-vampire]

𝔏𝔢𝔱’𝔰 𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔲𝔪𝔫 𝔦𝔫 𝔞 𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢 𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔱𝔬𝔴𝔢𝔯

[the-lone-wolffe]

(A park I went to had a fire watch style tower set up for people to climb so you could get a view of the park! It was very cool to look out of. )

[azs-photos]

North Chalone Peak

Dec 30 2023

[fawnduu]

I just started working on Watch Dog: Chapter 2 and wanted to share a big preview for the first chapter!

This is my kinda spooky trans butch4butch lesbian werewolf romance comic.

You can read the full comic (uncensored) on itch.io !

[hydenine]

I really loved the movie Robot Dreams and I've seen it twice now, but there is something extremely jarring about the number of shots where the twin towers are prominently featured in the background, especially since the film seems to have nothing to do with 9/11 sjdjjdjf

[rgf-settings]

Lookout tower c.1950s in Idaho managed by Kristie Wolfe, available for rental through AirBnB. More photos c/o inhabitat.com | Video tour c/o Kirsten Dirksen. Thanks to @lusson on Twitter for heads-up.

AirBnB listing: https://www.airbnb.com/rooms/25687274?source_impression_id=p3_1728092369_P37IC9H0auNEtrCB

[asoiafreadthru]

A Game of Thrones, Tyrion III

“Your sister sits beside the king. Your brother is a great knight, and your father the most powerful lord in the Seven Kingdoms. Speak to them for us.

“Tell them of our need here.

“You have seen for yourself, my lord. The Night’s Watch is dying. Our strength is less than a thousand now. Six hundred here, two hundred in the Shadow Tower, even fewer at Eastwatch, and a scant third of those fighting men.

“The Wall is a hundred leagues long. Think on that. Should an attack come, I have three men to defend each mile of wall.”

“Three and a third,” Tyrion said with a yawn.

Mormont scarcely seemed to hear him.

The old man warmed his hands before the fire.

[kingedmundsroyalmurder]

Look, you know how sometimes a relationship isn't toxic, isn't unhappy, actually you're pretty comfortable where you're at, but looking forwards you can tell that it's not going to be healthy or fulfulling long term and that it would be better to call it quits now and stay amicable exes, rather than letting it go on and actually become toxic and miserable? And how making that adult, rational, objectively correct choice still kind of feels like shit and for years later you look back at that relationship and go, "yeah, but what if?"

That's me with academia. I broke up with the Academy on purpose, but fuck if I don't miss it desperately every goddamn day of my life.

[thewormsarecoming]

the worms are coming inspired by super cool creepypasta accounts from a lonely broadcast station, go read/listen to it before the worms get you.

[celebswearingghost]

Michael Ebenezer Kwadjo Omari Owuo Jr

[mcrtalstrike]

🦀

[ghostlynimbus]

I keep thinking 'i want to go on a writing retreat'

As of that wouldn't absolutely result in me not working on my writing at all.

[fawnduu]

Got another update for Watch Dog up on Patreon!

Get your fix of horny weed smoking werewolf lesbians.

21 pages total for this chapter. You can also read the first two chapters there as well!

[skyloftian-nutcase]

Link's Parents play Breath of the Wild Pt2!

(@goosekee @artisticgamer)

Summary: Ten years after the Great Calamity, Link's parents have to save their son from death while also fighting to save the princess.

<<Previous // Next>>

The Great Plateau - The Sheikah Tower

Tilieth gathered all the Hyrule herbs she could from her small garden outside of their home, mashing them into a paste with a mortar and pestle. Abel had gone on patrol - having Link outside the shrine, exposed for the entire world to access already left him on edge, let alone seeing him slowly bleeding to death. They had done what they could to stop the bleeding, packing wounds and applying pressure in other areas.

Link didn't awaken through any of it.

Tilieth pulled back the gauze on some of the wounds, seeing blood oozing but not pooling as it had been. Was that enough to help him? To save him?

Goddess, please don't let him die.

With trembling hands, Tilieth applied the herb soaked dressings to the wounds and then sat vigil at the bedside.

They'd spent ten years trying to protect their boy, and after all that...

Footsteps caught her attention, and she immediately grabbed the nearest weapon she could find, knowing full well she probably couldn't hold off an intruder with the cooking knife she'd grabbed.

She'd die trying, though.

Abel entered, pale and exhausted, and held up a hand to appease her. "It's just me, Til."

"Anything?" she asked breathlessly.

Abel shook his head. "The great tree in the center of the plateau got knocked clean over by the Hinox's little rampage, but aside from that and--and the shrine, the plateau is no different than usual."

He paused a moment and then stepped towards the bed, asking, "How is he?"

Tilieth sat back down in dismay. "He's bleeding less, but he's paler and... and he won't wake up."

Abel was silent and still as a statue, his face dark. He slowly reached out, his hand resting on Link's forehead, and then he took a deep breath, walking away. "I'm going out."

"Again?" Tilieth asked, rising. "Link needs us, where are you going?"

"To find some way to help him!" Abel argued. "I'm a knight, damn it, I can't just stand here and watch him die. I won't. There has to be something."

"You think that's what I'm doing? Just watching him--" Tilieth cut herself off, her throat closing up.

They'd already lost so much. They'd lost her father, their daughter, their country...

She couldn't lose Link too. He'd been her ray of sunshine, her last hope. She'd been able to live here on the plateau and find peace and happiness because she knew he was safe and would someday wake up.

Abel sighed and walked back to her, pulling her into a hug. "You know that's not what I meant. But I..."

Tilieth sniffled and then got a hold of herself as she felt her husband tremble. Pulling away, she put a hand on his chest, unable to meet his gaze but offering what comfort she could. "I know."

After a moment's pause, she stepped away and reached for the strange device that had been sitting forgotten on the table. "Here. Maybe you can make this work. It might be able to help. I'll keep an eye on him."

XXX

Abel patrolled the entire perimeter of the plateau once, twice, three times. On his morning hunt he'd found a couple bokoblins and picked them off easily, but that was what had awoken the Hinox in the first place.

Well. The fire he'd started had awoken the Hinox.

He wished he'd died in it. He wished he'd died in the calamity. He wished anything that he hadn't been on the plateau today to ruin what little chance Link had.

Pausing from his brisk walk, he sat on an fallen tree, staring at the Sheikah slate helplessly. His reflection stared back at him, chiseled and worn and weary.

And... a yellow spot?

Abel rubbed the screen of the slate. The spot was still there.

What was that supposed to mean?

Sighing, he hung the slate on his belt and started walking back towards the house. There was no point in hiding from the sight of his son dying right in front of him. And it wasn't fair to leave his wife suffering alone.

About halfway back he glanced at the slate again, curious if the strange spot was still there. It was.

But it had moved.

Squinting, he noticed more details on the dark surface. Strange dark blue grid patterns with uneven borders and--

Wait a second. He knew these borders, these shapes. They were like the maps of Hyrule.

"A map?" he muttered to himself. Since when did the slate display a map?

And that yellow spot, then... a point on the map? For what?

Abel turned, and as he did so he saw the spot move as the map reoriented to his movements. This was bizarre.

Exiting the forest, Abel found himself at the edge of the plateau, nearing some ruins of stone outposts that had once lined the plateau's perimeter. The stairway they had climbed to get up here had long since collapsed along with these structures. A few guardians, the husks of what they once were, lay dormant.

Well. At least these were dormant. There were a couple that still caused problems. Abel enjoyed cursing at them on bad days.

Looking at the map again, Abel finally realized that the yellow point correlated with the small Sheikah structure that was buried in the earth.

Ah. Well I suppose that makes sense. It probably hones in Sheikah technology.

Wait. Sheikah technology. Abel had always thought this was just a little gazebo structure, but if there was technology on it, then perhaps it could help Link!

Approaching the structure with bated breath, the former knight examined the area, and it quickly became apparent what had been attracting the slate. A pedestal stood in the middle, an orange glow indicating that it was awaiting activation.

On the pedestal was a slate shaped indentation. A mechanical click sounded, and in small letters beneath the indentation were the words Place the Sheikah Slate in the pedestal.

Examining it, he slowly did as instructed, marveling at the technology and praying that this might provide some help for his son. The pedestal immediately reacted, taking the slate and flipping it over before rotating it. A bright glow emitted, and then more words appeared.

Sheikah Tower activated. Please watch for falling rocks.

Abel blinked, bewildered. "Tower? Falling wh--WHAT THE HELL--"

The entire earth shook as if a talus were arising nearby, and then Abel was slammed to the ground as the earth beneath him shot upward, pushing him into the sky. When gracity had finished smashing him into the ground below, he caught his breath, slowly sitting up and gasping at the sight.

How did--when did I get this high up?! He could see all of Hyrule from here, and--

What were those spires in the distance? Was that... was that what he was...?

Looking around, Abel found that the little Sheikah styled gazebo was not, in fact, another piece of rubble from the calamity, but an entire tower humming with energy. Abel stared at the pedestal, mouth agape in awe and shock.

Distilling local information... the pedestal announced.

The overhanging stone above the pedestal started to glow blue and sang with power, making Abel take a hesitant step back. A tiny little droplet of what almost looked like water dripped off the stone and landed directly on the slate, which glowed blue in response, before the pedestal essentially seemed to spit the slate back out into its original position, awaiting him.

Hesitantly, the former knight pulled the slate from its slot and saw that the unmarked map was now filled in the region of the great plateau, showing contours, trees, water, mountains, and the location of the shrine and the tower.

"All of that just to draw the regional map?" Abel muttered. That seemed like an awful lot of damage and danger for something he could have done with pen and ink. Maybe there was more to it.

More to the point, though... how the hell was he going to get down from here? And how was he going to explain the earthquake he'd just caused?

Tilieth was going to kill him.

[katsintriis]

me reading/watching anything in the romance genre: back UP, bro!!! give her some SPACE!!! quit CROWDING!!!!! RELEASE HER

[words-that-could-be-jtoh-towers]

0 words (excluding words that are towers): could be towers

1 word: is a tower. ToWER (tower of winning every run)!

peppino pizza tower