#cities in flight

[that-dinopunk-guy]

I bought more paperbacks.

(Also I got the Peter F. Hamilton books entirely based on enjoying Pandora's Star like twenty years ago and completely managed to not realize there's another book between The Dreaming Void and The Evolutionary Void.)

[cutetanuki-chan]

saw this pose floating around on twitter and immediately thought about them

tho not really a ship here

[tokyostreetphoto]

Block Town II, Okachimachi 御徒町

[majorasnightmare]

i love doing character analysis for minthara because shes such a wonderful hypocrite. she has a lot of deeply reactionary political views but she makes it openly known shes willing to suspend just about all of them because youve become more important to her than nearly anything else. deeply opinionated but never pushes you to do something you wont throw your weight behind, and if your her partner shell suspend all the "survival of the fittest" cultural upbringing she finds so much sense and empowerment in to make an exception for you specifically and no one else.

i love her

[hypewinter]

After Danny exposed Vlad and his corrupt dealings, the older halfa got the last laugh by getting his blacklists from all engineering jobs. Desperate for a job Danny ends up applying for a personal assistant position and he actually gets it. It only takes him a week to see how detached Bruce Wayne is from his own company. AND he has his 16 year old son running it as CEO!? No way is he letting that slide.

[boopsloop363]

One of the right-wing bugaboos I've never understood was the disdain they had against cities. It's not the city's fault they got filled up with leftists and homeless, the communities within were broken up and scattered to the winds as a result of policy. Cities don't inherently corrupt people it's actually the other way around

[tinytengen]

tiny dabihawks 🐦‍🔥✨

aka hotwings doing ✨the dragon✨

[huariqueje]

Speed - Claude Flight , c. 1922.

British , 1881-1955

Colour linocut , 21.5 x 28.0 cm. Ed. 14/50.

[little-pondhead]

Bruce was being watched. Again.

He didn’t know where it was coming from, and that was a problem at the moment. He was hosting another gala, intent on putting on the “Bruice Wayne” mask for the public. None of his children were attending, unfortunately, but everything was going okay so far.

Then he kept feeling a cool breeze on the back of his neck. His hairs stood on end, and he shivered randomly. Someone mentioned that he looked cold. But Bruce wasn’t cold. He was Batman! Batman is never bothered by something stupid like the temperature. It just felt like there were multiple pairs of eyes staring at him from all directions.

Bruce tried to catch whoever it was, but when he looked, there was no one there. He even made extra laps around the room, easily slipping between socialites and chatting his way through the crowd. He scanned the tables, checked the stairs, peeked outside, and even snuck at glance at the chandeliers for fuck’s sake! There was nothing. No cameras, no lingering eyes, nothing.

Bruce could feel his heartbeat quicken. There was something in the room. Something dangerous.

Eventually, the source of his anxiety came to him. The gala was small, being in the middle of the off-season for social events. It was a relatively quiet gathering. Still, Bruce flinched when someone tapped his shoulder from behind when he was making another waltz around the room. He turned, and was faced with a boy no older than 16, but no younger than 14. It was hard to tell his age. He wore an ill-fitted navy suit and scuffed dress shoes. His tie was no where to be seen, and the boy had a platter of finger foods balanced in one hand. He hadn’t heard anyone approach at all.

What made Bruce freeze, however, was the fact that the boy looked exactly like the portraits of the young Thomas Wayne that were hanging innocently in the Wayne family home. His crystal blue eyes seemed to glow in the overhead lights as they bore into Bruce. It felt like the boy could see his soul. The air was more chilled than it had been all night, and everything in Bruce’s mind was screaming DANGER!

“Y’know…” Bruce’s breath caught in his throat as the boy spoke. His midwestern accent was heavy, and the boy took a slow moment to polish off a baked feta bite before continuing. “You look like the kinda guy to have a secret basement. The bloody kind. Nice party, though!” With that, the boy disappeared back into the crowd, taking the cold air with him.

Bruce never got out a word.

———

Danny sees all the wandering souls and shades attached to Bruce Wayne, and comes to the obvious conclusion that the billionaire is a serial killer.

[emaadsidiki]

Intrepid Museum 🚢🛩️🗽 NYC

[moonglow-nightjar]

The Secrets of The Reach

"Bear in mind. Some places are better left untouched, and some secrets are better left alone. ...only fools do brazenly roam..."

The Reach once was just a small town around the edge of Cairnstone Rest, but it all changed when the ancient catacombs, ruins of a city lost deep beneath the earth were discovered underneath the town, immediately drawing the interest of various prospectors, archaeologists and tomb raiders into the area, fueling it with life, trade and new blood coming and going through, everyone hungry for the unclaimed riches and undiscovered secrets they could find in the ancient ruins.

Danifor is a member of an Archaeologist Guild within the Earth Flight's elite, organising and leading the expedition into the Reach. Despite his interest and the site's potential, he found trouble in trying to fund his expedition, the guild suspicious of the area and the rumours around it, forbidding the dungeon delving within the catacombs, with Danifor going rogue and having to turn to several interested Tempos merchant lords for funds, them interested in the possible artifacts he could uncover within the lost city.

Quill is a ghost hunter and an exorcist, drawn to the area by the suspicious reports he'd heard about the town: people disappearing, increased activity of restless spirits, and some denizens could swear they could hear whispers in the wind, like the earth and crystal itself is singing to them at night, resonating through the entirety of the expansive caverns. One thing he's grown to be convinced about: the town certainly seems to have an otherwordly presence to it, buried somewhere deep beneath the earth.

Lazarus isn't his real name. It was just the one the necromancer, Arcade, gave him upon his awakening. Ancient fossilized remains of a gaoler found within the digs, brought back to life by an ambitious mage, curious to see if he could resurrect such an ancient dragon while preserving its sentience, rather than just creating a mindless undead puppet. He partially succeeded, as Lazarus seems to have free will and some sentience, but lacks much of his memories and desires, choosing to stay with Arcade out of his own volition, seemingly thankful for his new chance for life. His memories and sense of self are vague, fractures of his past and what'd he'd seen, all he knows is that he might find the answers to his questions if they dig deeper and deeper.

Starfall is... Not quite a dragon. A fallen star that once struck the earth, now dormant beneath the ground for aeons, singing its endless song to the soil and rock in its slumber.

[kral-adams]

Cappadocia, Turkey 🇹🇷

[cementcornfield]

What was the best part of your trip to France?

Just being with friends. You know it was great to be out there in a different culture but...being with Justin, being with Ja'Marr, being with some friends from high school, it was a great time. I was lucky to have guys with me that care about me and I care about them.

[tokyostreetphoto]

Block Town I, Asakusa 浅草

[0x4468c7a6a728]

imagining the bizarre lifestyle of the unified yamada-ryo-0x4468c7a6a728 person some people seem to think exists

[fanofspooky]

Scream Queen - Jamie Chung