#local impacts

[hikercarl]

The Environmental Impact of Hiking: What You Can Do to Help

Discover how to minimize your environmental impact while hiking. We'll explore eco-friendly hiking practices and gear to help preserve nature for future generations.

We love exploring the outdoors and hitting the trails. But, we must remember our activities can harm the environment. Our gear, food choices, and camping in protected areas all have impacts. In this article, we’ll explore how hiking affects the environment. We’ll also share ways to be more eco-friendly. By doing so, we can protect our trails and campsites for future generations. Key…

[o-pandora-o]

I have a type, hear me out....

IS IT A COINCIDENCE? I THINK NOT

[arishiastv]

What is the problem with fandoms and never doing magical girl! reader??? DUDE YOU HAVE A WHOLE UNIVERSE WITH POWERS, MAGIC, SUPERNATURAL SKILLS, HOW THE FUCK IS THERE NO MAGICAL GIRL!READER/OC FANFICS ????

[poruvoron]

komorebi ('23)

[tainebot01]

The second investigations game being Fortunato'd by Capcom Japan for the past decade as the mainline games and TGAA duology got ported to the rest of the world while the spread of communications technology resulting in audience perspectives having a greater impact on the interpretation of foreign media has developed in addition to creator's awareness of cultural influences on storytelling decisions in adapting said media following a 13 year maturation period culminating in worldwide localization has given us the greatest line in ace attorney history:

[mearchy]

I really love Jaster Mereel, the most “fine then I’ll do it myself” guy of all time. Like, after he killed his corrupt superior UHC style and got exiled for it he could’ve been on that vigilante shit. And he did come back ready for a fight- but not with a battalion, or another assassination. With a fucking entire new system of living and governing contained in a codex he wrote himself, based on ancient laws he wanted to resurrect. By all accounts he wasn’t even in academia or government before that moment, he was a cop. And the best part is he fucking managed to create a majorly consequential schism in Mandalorian society purely on the strength of having actually really good ideas in that big-ass academic magnum opus he spite-wrote. That’s some Protestant reformation shit!!!! I wonder if someone said to him during his sentencing like “you can’t just make up your own laws because you disagree with the ones we have” and he said oh word?? Insane, I love him.

[redthemarten]

Oh! What if Neuvillette dressed up as a king and Wriothesley is his knight?

Okay, I kind of mashed these two together, making it the king, the princess and the knight. As a way to lie to myself that I've drawn more costume ideas than I actually did :'D

The Duke can be very scary when he gets in character. Before you know it, you have already forfeited all of your Credit Coupons to His Royal Majesty. Long live the king!

[starcurtain]

I don't post about it often, but my favorite brand of Wriolette is definitely:

Despite being however many centuries old, Neuvillette still has significant dysphoria about being in a human body and doesn't think himself even capable of physically doing things the way humans do, so when he starts experiencing attraction to Wriothesley for the first time he's just like

"Oh dear."

But maybe Traveler is right? Maybe Sigewinne is right? Maybe it's time to truly start living the life he's been born into? This is his body, racing heart and trembling, drippy palms and all, and maybe it wouldn't be the worst thing to just... give it a go?

His mind is made up. Neuvillette is going to express his interest to Wriothesley in a mature, respectable, and perfectly normal manner!

But, ah... how?

Meanwhile, Wriothesley is growing ever more confused at Neuvillette's odd behavior by the day, but like... it's an endeared sort of confusion. Dragons are just kinda weird like this; it's all perfectly logical. Neuvillette has Wriothesley's unwavering support even if he does keep swimming down to the Fortress of Meropide in his full suit and cravat at 5am in the mornings and scaring the shit out of the morning shift gardes.

Wait. Wait. Run it by Wriothesley again--Neuvillette wants to what--?! The consent can only be described as enthusiastic.

Still, the ultimate takeaway is that Neuvillette doesn't just learn how to love a human, but also learns how to love himself, the strange vishap in smooth human skin that he's become.

[kunishiros]

"you should stop consuming so much sweets," kuni scolded as he sat down across the cafe's table. "your teeth are gonna rot."

you ignored his comment, choosing to continue enjoying the baklava you had ordered a while ago instead. "oh, shut up. it's not like i eat them all the time." you replied as you took another serving of the dessert. "it's just a craving."

"a craving that you've been having a lot these days." he sighed. "are you developing a sweet tooth or something?" "so what if i am? it's not like i'm gonna force feed you to eat them too." you glared, scrunching your brows as you keep on munching, which your lover only responded with a roll of the eyes.

perhaps it's because of his hatred towards sweet food that he's acting this way, seemingly annoyed everytime you eat them. and yet, kuni can't help but stare as you take bites of the sweets. how your eyes lights up, or the way your lips curve into the slightest bit of a smile as you eat, a sign of how much you're enjoying the taste. it gives him a familiar flutter in his stomach.

"now i'm suddenly in the mood for some rose custard..." you said, having just finished a whole plate of baklava by yourself. he groaned in response, before calling out to a waiter. "you get me so well." you chuckled.

"as long as you're happy..." he scoffed, yet his words were of genuineness. perhaps, he'll show you his hidden ability of baking delicious pastries sometime soon. it will save a lot more money for both of you, after all.

[yo-yo-yoshiko]

Haha, idiot. That's what you get for having human emotions :'((((

And a closer shot on this one cause I LIKE THEM TREES!

[nvoc]

GENSHIN IMPACT ; natlan 01 - the night kingdom

[esmiara]

Gently putting her in my pocket forever

[o-pandora-o]

4 Horsemen Dragons of the Apocalypse

Making Humanity insane with how pretty and handsome these dragons are, as well as how powerful they can be and able to manipulate weather *cough* Neuvi and Mal

Note: Glad y'all like the previous post I made with how similar Malleus and Neuvi was. As per requested by many, I have included Zhongli and Dan Heng Imbibitor Lunae, thanks once again!

[yuzuuu4]

he's "sizing him up" or so they say

Summary:

“Haha, I didn’t think we’d meet again so soon, Red! Is this luck?” Those dead blues curve up in amused crescents, staring into Diluc’s. Who would’ve known that what he thought was a simple Fatui lackey all those years turned out to become the eleventh harbinger himself? Celestia sure knew how to play with him in the worst way possible.

And what was a chance meeting between two strangers if they were to never meet again?

That was what Diluc thought as he carefully cleaned the glass in his hands, only to nearly drop it at the sight of orange, grays, and reds at the corner of his eye.

“Haha, I didn’t think we’d meet again so soon, Red! Is this luck?” Those dead blues curve up in amused crescents, staring into Diluc’s. Who would’ve known that what he thought was a simple Fatui lackey all those years turned out to become the eleventh harbinger himself?

Celestia sure knew how to play with him in the worst way possible.

“I request that you step out of my establishment this instant,” he snaps, suddenly feeling irritated by how carefree the other seemed to be despite waltzing into his territory. It was a shame that he couldn’t bring his claymore to scare him off lest he damage his most expensive liquor behind him.

And to his further irritation, the harbinger had the gall to laugh, and somehow, he found it… pleasant? Barbatos forbid, he even dares to say that the short laugh he heard sounds like music to his ears.

Diluc’s eye twitches at the thought, and he thinks that he must be going insane.

“... … … …! … …? … … … …”

The Fatui harbinger’s mouth opens and closes as he continues talking, but Diluc decides to ignore it in favor of sizing him up. The man has certainly grown in the time that they weren’t able to see each other, and he could see the well-trained muscles hiding behind that awful coat. Tartaglia’s face also seemed to mature compared to before, looking much more slim with a slightly crooked nose from a healed broken nose.

His wandering eyes focus on the freckles he spotted on Tartaglia’s cheeks absentmindedly, his hand traitorously itching to take a pen just to connect the dots.

Damn Fatui and their unfairly attractive ginger diplomat.

“...mrade? …Master Ragnvindr, are you even listening?” Chapped lips slanted lopsidedly in a roguish smirk, and Diluc knew he stared for too long. Damn it.

[cloud-ya]

autumn thinking

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

putting on lip balm or stick or gloss and marching right over to Childe and promptly smooching all over his pretty face. he squawks in surprise and attempts to push you away very halfheartedly before completely giving up and melting into your touch with a goofy grin. you leave kisses over each of his freckles, Childe laughing a bit with each touch- he's a bit ticklish and soft, see, and you always bring out the tender side of him.

Foul Legacy wants attention, too, allowing Childe just a few minutes before he gets too impatient and plucks control of their shared body, shifting and nuzzling against your face with an eager trill. you laugh, indulgently peppering his crimson mask with kisses as well, marks from your lips that leave him purring and leaning against your palms. he displays those marks proudly for the rest of the day, licking your own cheeks and rumbling in contentment, like he's asking you to please, please do that again sometime, so everyone can see you're his and he's yours.