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cosmerelists · 2 months ago
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Cosmere Characters at a Greasy Spoon Diner
As requested by @jabber-wock :)
If Cosmere characters wandered into a greasy spoon diner from our world, what would that be like for them?
1. Szeth & Nightblood
They just want the restaurant to live up to its promises.
Szeth: [staring intently at his spoon] Szeth: Hmmm...they say that this is a "greasy spoon" restaurant, and yet, this spoon seems remarkably clean. Nightblood: Gasp! That sounds evil! Szeth: We must not jump to conclusions, Sword-Nimi. Nightblood: You're right! Maybe it's a mistake! Nightblood: Waiter! More grease!
2. Siri & Susebron
They decide to order a little bit of everything. This is a mistake.
Siri: T-This "appetizer plate" is the size of my head! Siri: What could the regular portions possibly be like?? Susebron [gripping her hand tightly]: Siri...I'm scared... Siri: I'm scared too...
3. Sazed & Vin
Let's just say that Sazed picked the wrong restaurant for etiquette lessons.
Sazed: And remember, Vin, when you are eating in public or at an event, you must assume that someone could be looking at you at any time. Sazed: At every moment, you must be the picture of poise and grace. Vin: [Looking up from her giant hamburger, face covered in ketchup] Sazed: ... Sazed: Never mind.
4. Elend & his friends
Let's just say that Elend picked the wrong restaurant to discuss philosophy at.
Elend: ...Anyway, that's what I've been thinking about the treatise. What about you all? Jastes: Well, personally, I think the "greatest good" is this mac 'n' cheese! Telden: Ha ha, yeah!! Elend: ... Elend: Never mind.
5. Lift & Wyndle
Orders a stack of pancakes that is taller than she is.
Lift: [eyes glistening with tears] Wyndle: A-Are you all right, mistress? Lift (in a whisper): It's the stormin' promised land.
6. Kaladin, Shallan, & Adolin
You know how greasy spoon waitresses notoriously call everyone "hon"?
Waitress: Careful--plate's hot, hon. Kaladin: [small smile] Shallan: Oh? What's with that look, Kal? Kaladin: I-It's just kinda sweet. Kaladin: "Hon." Adolin (too intensely): You like pet names??
7. Ham & Dockson
You know, Ham. He can find philosophy in anything.
Ham: "All-day breakfast." Ham: But if it's served all day, can it really be called "breakfast"? Dockson: ...Just eat your scrambled eggs.
8. Dalinar & Sadeas
I cannot improve on what @isdalinarhot already wrote for a similar scenario here.
9. Wayne
Immediately settles in.
Wayne: [wearing a trucker hat, eating a huge slice of apple pie and sipping his coffee] Wax: It's been three hours, Wayne. You've eaten enough food for an army! Wayne: Listen, place like this is an island of light in the endless darkness... Wayne: Gotta fuel up my truck, and gotta fuel up myself. Wayne: This endless coffee's the only thing separatin' man from the possums, ya know. Wax: ... Wax: What
10. Bridge Four
I just really think they'd like it there.
Rock: Ha! This plate is bigger than even MY head! Sigzil: Kinda bland, for an omelet, but at least there's a bottle of hot sauce. Huio: [covertly adding his own spices to the chili] Moash [eye twitching]: I know I need to stop saying yes to the coffee refills, but they keep offering them! Lopen: ...And then I said, "chili? It's actually quite hot!" Lyn: Was the waitress amused? Lopen: ...No. Skar (whispering): I can't believe a chicken fried this steak...
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vcrnons · 3 months ago
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BELIEVE THAT IN THIS MOMENT, A MIRACLE WILL APPEAR.
CARATBLR GIFT EXCHANGE, pt. 3 of 3 @96z !
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cheesebrackers · 1 month ago
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Wait. I just realized something.
Big bot with a prominent underbite, dumb guy of the group, oddly really good at repairs, nobody ever takes them seriously.
Holy fuck I have a fav character type.
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mo-ok · 1 year ago
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guys hELP
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toskarin · 1 year ago
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hearing this arrange suddenly made me wish there was a trance track that lifted the melody from The Clergy's Lamentation
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stuffaboutminnesota · 9 months ago
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Aerial Lift Bridge: Superior Street businesses, Duluth, Minnesota (1993) via Minnesota Digital Library
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sylibane · 6 months ago
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AUtober Day 6: etc.-Punk
Prompt from @autober
Stormlight Archive cyberpunk AU with Kaladin and hologram Sylphrena. Also shout out to whoever put together the page of glyphs on the Coppermind wiki, I got kind of caught up in drawing them out.
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postcard-from-the-past · 17 hours ago
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Lift bridge in Manila, Philippines
American vintage postcard
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headcanonsandmore · 2 years ago
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environmentalgoofball · 2 months ago
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a small collection of northern minnesota skies
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kitkatstu-dies · 2 months ago
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Day 64/100 [01/18/2025]
Lifted -> PR'ed for deadlift which means I need to get new plates because I can lift all that I currently have :,) (they are so expensive)
Read some of Kiss Me, Judas; my cat decided to sleep on my book while I was reading
Wrote in my journal :)
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themalhambird · 3 months ago
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so I made this post, @celebrimbor-apologist made these fantastic tags:
#Just#I could imagine Sauron as a khan-esque guy#He's angry at the federation#He hides in plain sight#Manipulates mansplains manslaughters his way through it#While he's on the ship#Adar sees right through him because#Hes been with the capitalist assholes who fucked up his uruks#But by that time Adar is still kinda new on the ship so he isn't as trusted#That's what makes it all the more tragic that sauron gets along well with Celebrimbor#Because Adar and him got along well#Please no Tyelpe dying here please#But dramatic “we were all fooled” scene in sickbay pls#ALSO#Navigations Officer Camnir#Vorohil at the weapons console
and, well. My hand slipped...
Without any discussion amongst themselves, the other senior officers have fallen into pattern, keeping vigil at Celebrimbor’s side in the medbay in shifts. It feels important that somebody is there when he wakes up, and well. The Lindon has spent the better part of a month in enemy control, dead in space, with engineering and the bridge both sealed off, life support functions cutting in and out and explosions buffeting the ship at random moments. The medical officers have their hands full. 
“Ga…lad..riel?”
It’s been three days. It’s early- or late, depending on perspective- and it’s Galadriel’s turn on Celebrimbor-Watch. She had been just about half way to sleep herself. Now, she snaps awake– a bright smile splitting her face at the sight of Celebrimbor’s sharp, bright eyes.  “Hello you.”
“Did…it work..? The transporter?” 
“It worked.” 
Celebrimbor exhales with relief, eyes shutting for a moment. The grief and distress on his face eases briefly, and then his eyes fly wide open once more. He sits up, moving as though he intends to swing out of the bed and start running. “The warp drive. The core, it’s going- the system wasn’t made to handle- she’s going to blow-”
“No, no- Celebrimbor, you fixed it.” Galadriel grabs his arms and holds him steady, noting in the back of her mind how he flinches and whimpers at the contact but not wanting to let go until she’s sure he’s not going to do himself further injury by trying to get up. “Remember,” she says, fixing her steady eyes on his. “Remember? You rigged up a transporter beam and blasted Sauron off the ship. You got control back to the bridge and dropped the shields cutting engineering off. Adar came down– just him, in case the air was too toxic, the deck too unstable or dark for anybody else. Adar found you, and you told him about the transporter, and the threat to the warp drive. You fixed it together, and then you collapsed. Adar carried you from engineering to the medbay, and you’ve been here for three days.”
“Three days?” Celebrimbor repeats. Slowly, he lets Galadriel sink him back down against the pillows. The first officer nods. 
“Three days,” she confirms. “You’re doing well, and the Lindon-” she pauses. Frankly, the Lindon is a mess. Whatever Sauron was trying to achieve, the engine deck has been well and truly cannibalised. So bad is it that the engineers- having secured life support, and repaired any immediately threatening damage, are reluctant to touch anything else until Celebrimbor is able to take a look first. Gil-galad has sent distress signals not only on Star Fleet channels, but on Vulcan, Klingon- even Ferengi frequencies. In an uncharacteristic display of temper and bloodlust Elrond has declared that if they ever manage to figure out what random coordinates Celebrimbor sent Sauron to, he’s going to pull the Maia’s guts out and rearrange them and see how he likes it. “The Lindon is stable,” she says, “and in no immediate danger.”
“Oh. That is…that is good.” Celebrimbor’s eyes drift closed again. Federation medicine had vanquished whatever burns, cuts, and bruises naturally rapid Feonorian healing hadn’t already taken care of (and it worries everyone that Celebrimbor both had wounds old enough that they should have already healed themselves- and that the true extent of how badly hurt their friend has been injured in the last month is, as of yet, unclear). Nevertheless,  the Engineer’s captivity- and, Galadriel supposes, his ordeal in the run up to it, the period where there had been a growing concern that he was experiencing a psychological breakdown- has left him gaunt- visibly ashen and exhausted. He swallows, and seems to be steeling himself for something. When he speaks again, he doesn’t open his eyes, and though he seems to be doing his best to lie very, very still, there’s a faint tremor in his fingers. 
“Galadriel?”
“Yes?”
“Will you…will you please tell Captain Gil-galad that I…am ready to be escorted to the brig at…his pleasure? I will…co-operate fully. With a court martial. Whatever charges he wishes to bring, I’ll not contest them.” he turns his face toward her and when his eyes open again, they are brimming with tears. “If he will see me, I should like to apologize. I neither expect nor deserve forgiveness, but even so, I am sorry. For my foolishness. For not..being strong enough…” A tear spills down , dripping onto the bridge of his nose. Galadriel’s own eyes prickle. 
“Celebrimbor.” She moves her hand to just above his, and when he doesn’t draw away, gently takes it. His fingers are colder than they should be. “Of course Gil-galad will see you- but because you are his friend and he is concerned, not because he is angry. There is no question of a Court Martial- you saved the ship-”
“After I endangered it in the first place-”
“After your attempts at warning of the danger were ignored-”
“The danger that was all my fault-”
“Control of the ship was seized by a hostile alien force who manipulated and coerced you into doing its’ bidding,” Galadriel says. “Celebrimbor, we all thought Annatar was who he claimed to be. That you saw through it at all…well. You remember when he was with us as Halbrand. And I nearly punched Gil-galad in the face?”
Celebrimbor frowns. “...You did punch Gil-galad in the face. And then Gil-galad punched you back. You both ended up rolling around on the floor, pulling each other’s hair.”
“Not according to any of the official logs,” Galadriel says archly “According to the official logs, we only nearly came to blows.  Only you, Gil-galad, and I know different-”
“Elrond knows.”
“Elrond knows everything, Elrond doesn’t count.”
They lapse into silence for a while. It’s not uncomfortable. “The point is,” Galadriel says at last. “If he hadn’t left us when he did, the first time, I don’t know that he wouldn’t have persuaded me to mutiny. And it took us weeks of going back over everything when we found out he wasn’t who he had claimed, piercing it all together, that we even realised he had been manipulating us. And then, when we were explicitly watching for him…he did it all over again. We were all fooled. Alright, Adar was suspicious,” she acknowledges, a little begrudgingly. “But all that meant was that Annatar- Sauron- persuaded me to lock out his access to the bridge. To be fair, I’m still not sure how he had access in the first place-”
The tips of Celebrimbor’s ears turn pink. “That- ah. That may have been me. A flux coil blew in one of the helm’s navigation controls during the party for Disa and Durin’s anniversary. It was a downshift, no one was on the bridge, and everyone else was having such fun, I didn’t want to drag them away to spend half an hour standing about watching me in case I somehow managed to give myself a plasma–shock doing repairs so routine I could manage in the dark standing backward and with one hand tied behind my back. And, well, I got distracted by- that doesn’t matter- and I forgot to revoke it, and no one seemed to mind his coming and going as he pleased until…well. Until Annatar.”
“The point is- and maybe don’t tell anyone else you gave a non-Federation civilian you met when he abducted you the security clearance to get onto the bridge,” Galdriel interjects into her own sentence, the image of an external investigation into this whole mess suddenly flashing before her eyes. “The point is, we were all fooled, Celebrimbor. Twice over.” she squeezes his hand. “You have nothing to blame yourself for, no apologies you need to make.”
“Nevertheless,” Celebrimbor says. He gives her hand a hesitant squeeze in return. “I will make them. Will you tell the Captain I wish to see him, when it’s convenient?”
“I’ll tell him you’re awake, and he’ll come straight down.” Galadriel stands, leaning forward to drop a gentle kiss on his forehead on her way up. “I’d better fetch you a doctor, to, just to give you another look over now you’re awake.” She lets go of his hand, but lingers long enough to give him a last smile. “It’s good to see you, my friend. It is so very good to see you.”
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sebarial-the-economist · 2 years ago
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Logicspren poll
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bukibug · 10 months ago
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Stormlight archive edits (or any cosmere edits) are an interesting change of pace with no video to use 😂
Art credits
Petar Penev
Ari Ibarra
Petar Penev
Alba Real
Audrey Hotte
Petar Penev
Randy Vargas
Ari Ibarra
Ari Ibarra
Randy Vargas
Artur Felipe Mósca Vargas
Petar Penav
Ari Ibarra
Conor Chamberlain
Xabi Gazte
Botanicaxu
Marie Seeberger
Randy Vargas
Ari Ibarra
Petar Penav
Rixt Heerschop
Greatunknown
ToastSamurai
Jules Aguimatang
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uinferno · 9 months ago
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As we approach KoWT (not calling it WaT. Its full name may be Wind and Truth but KoWT is its acronym) I was hoping to attempt an animatic to this song as a send off for part 1 of Stormlight because the lyrics super fucking vibe with it but surprise surprise, no dice. Maybe I'll do it in time for December.
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bunnyboy-juice · 11 days ago
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also. i revoke all my halts on play i put up when my cat first died (so. back to normal for mutuals esp < 3). i may be slow to answer anyone still & am probably not gonna initiate/engage in full play much until i feel more able to like. think. but its silly to permanently cut off my sexuality when i clearly wanna play and be played with yk?
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