#oracle-moment

[bumblingbabooshka]

Hello Bea!!! It’s been while!! (Bean awhile….. -)

I genuinely don’t remember what my username was last yearish but my ocs were Solek and Jd!! I recently watched the movie Ponyo for the first time, and the beautiful love of childhood kinda got to me- and it made me think of you! You write and draw children with a similar loving and truthful depth, I really admire that about you!!!

Btw ur blog has me in stitches- Finest curation of Tuvok being the universes’ neglected barbie doll….

Helloo, yes I remember you~!! Aww, thank you so much!! God...PONYO made you think of me?? Christ...that's SUCH a big compliment, I'm floored!! Children are just little people trying to make sense of the world...they have rich and diverse inner lives! Thanks Tuvok for having four who I can make stuff up about v_v iconic behavior on his part HEHEHEHE yes, thank you...you understand. I love him so much...he is neglected by the universe but NOT by me ~!!! Here's Varith trying to get Tuvok's attention but Tuvok is trying to nap offscreen. (He already played with him for like two hours straight)

[theflashjaygarrick]

If DC was at all smart they would have spent the last two decades marketing Barbara Gordon as THE icon for women in stem and computer science.

They introduced a powerful, cool super heroine whose whole thing is being super smart and being (one of) the best programmer(s) in the entire DC universe in the 80s and they didn't think to capitalise on this?? In a time where there is a large push to get more girls into coding and STEM and many portrayals of the tech industry barely include women (much less as awesome, confident leaders)??

[inkyrainstorms]

Lester's first moments alive

step 1: fall into trash

Step 2: get the snot beaten out of you

Step 3: acquire gremlin child (sister)

Wooooo Lester is so good at following lists

[anotherlibrocubicularist]

So, from TC to everything TOA, everyone expresses their distaste for Apollester's haikus. I believe that they don't actually hate on the technical execution (he's usually adhering to the form pretty well, unless you take into account that haikus are usually nature-themed in some way, but there's such a thing called artistic freedom, so it shouldn't factor in that much). Most people not liking his haikus don't have that knowledge on the technicalities of it anyway.

But any haiku, even the very first one in TC, was just Apollo "going through the motions". It seemed as if he did it because he felt like he had to, like it was expected of him as the god of poetry (and I can understand this, as there are soo many mentions of him being tied to the sun in the pjo!verse, and just as many of him being the god of archery, but not as many about poetry, so of course he wants to remind people). It's performative, and not in a good way.

Art is always best if it's coming straight from the heart. And any time Apollo does perform something heartfelt (like he did about Daphne and Hyacinthus and Jason), it is well-received.

In my opinion, Apollo's journey as Lester Papadopoulos isn't just about changing his character's personality, it's also about him redeveloping appreciation for art and its ability to put your emotions on display in any way, shape or form you desire.

Quick disclaimer: I've read the reblogs (and loved them, first time someone reblogged my posts and adding their own thoughts, so yay 🥰), and I just want to clarify that my post was never meant to say that I think Apollo's haikus suck, I just wanted to get to the bottom of why they're not well-received by the in!verse characters.

[doctorsiren]

he’s mad she ratted him out

[starii-lins]

in honor of pride month i will be drawing a bunch of my fav lgbtq lil guys from across my fandoms, starting with my current main one:

solangelo!!! the sun and star!!! the dudes ever!!!

[batbrainrot]

in three jokers when jason is about to shoot joker and babs tries to stop him and they're fighting and she throws a batarang at him but misses and he kills the mf and babs is like jason wtf and they're arguing and she says "i didn't want this" and he's like "oh fr? when was the last time you missed?" is still one of my favorite moment in comics ever btw. like if you even care.

[bluefirewrites]

I'm sorry but how they were laughing and goofing and smiling then percy immediately collapsing into annabeth's arms because of the poison has got me squealing like YES

[slythereen]

The thing that pissed me off the most was when he said that Oscar should give him the place back to avoid risking a penalty, saying it as though he cared for Oscar's results.

It pissed me off so much. He wanted to make himself sound so generous to give Oscar advice?? When it was not Oscar's fault? He just wanted to intimidate Oscar into giving him the place back. Carlos knew that was more valuable than 5 seconds, especially as it was a risk the stewards would say it was not Oscar's fault at all.

Honestly I thought that was very messed up of him to try and push for over the radio. He's always trying to play mind games and I hate it.

agreed 100%. honestly my biggest issue with carlos is the lying and always blatantly twisting the narrative. like, bro, just be honest. we all know you’re selfish so let’s not pretend? just admit it?? that’d reduce his dislikability from like 50% imo. i mean, look at alonso proudly flaunting his villain status. admitting it can work. it really can.

but being a dick and a liar is just annoying 🙅🏼‍♀️ and constantly attacking an innocent darling who has never done anything wrong in his life in the process? criminal!

[chaoswarfare]

Over This Whole ‘School’ Thing

Dick leans on the railing of the school building's roof as he watches the building the deal’s about to go down in. It’s an abnormally quiet night, which is great, since it’s the first night he’s getting to take Danny out on patrol with him since he joined the bat clan.

It was pretty obvious that Danny had suspected them of being the bat clan the moment Masters dropped him on their porch, and finally getting confirmation that he was in the know and actually wanted to help was probably the best thing of Dick’s year.

Now, waiting on the Joker’s goons to show up for a deal, he’s glad he’s getting the chance to hang out with his newest brother(excepting Oracle on the comms, of course.). It was almost relaxing just sitting together on a quiet stakeout, and listening to the noises of Gotham and the occasional siren wailing in the distance.

“You know, I never actually liked school.”

Dick jumps when Danny finally starts a conversation. He’s been very quiet the entire time and it was almost startling how quickly he moved from dead silence to noise. It was almost a surprise that he decided to start a conversation at all, given how quiet he’d been since coming to the manor. Alfred is probably the only one he talks with regularly, now that he thinks about it.

“How so?” Dick asks hesitantly. God knows that he had a pretty rough time in school too, so he may not be the best person to talk with about the subject. “I thought Masters said your schooling was just fine? Your records didn’t say anything either.” Dick trails off a bit when Danny flinches at the mention of Masters. It’s not the first time he’s acted hesitant about the man, but nobody has been able to figure out the mystery or get any information about him yet.

“I wasn’t exactly popular, you know? Lotta bullies in small town schools, and my life outside school kinda kept bleeding over into class time. Sucked hardcore.”

That was new. Danny hasn’t really talked about his school experience before now, but it could be where they are at the moment prompting this, Dick thinks as he gazes out over the run-down neighborhood they’re watching.

“I wasn’t exactly ‘mister popular’ back then, myself.” He starts warily, smothering his words in fake cheer. “High society kids don’t take well to ‘circus freaks’ stealing their opportunities and invading their school. Couldn’t do much about it either because I didn’t want to tell Bruce I was struggling.” Dick drops a bit of the over-the-top peppy mask as he thinks about it.

“So what did you do about it?” Danny leans over, peering at the older vigilante as he waits for an answer.

“Got tired of it and beat them up after a couple months. They gossiped about it for months and refused to talk to me for a while. It was pretty sweet, actually.” He sighs in contentment at the memory. “Bruce and Alfred were pretty disappointed in me though. Practically grounded me for weeks.”

Dick preened as Danny let out a chuckle.

“Man, I wished my parents cared that much about my education. ‘A Fenton always gets A’s. Or in your Dad’s case B-‘s.’ was something Mom always said.” Danny seems to droop as he thinks of his parents. It’s obvious something happened there, but he’d usually shut down immediately if anyone brought them up.

“On top of the ‘out of school’ activities taking over my life, this dickhead named Dash made it his personal mission to ruin my day every time we interacted.” Dick busts out laughing as Danny considers what he said, before freezing and slapping his hands over his face. “Ancients, I didn't even think of that- sorry Dick. He was definitely an asshat though. Real piece of work, that one!” Danny chirped mock-cheerfully. “Did you know that if you’re really flexible you can fit in a half size locker?”

Dick freezes at the sudden question. “Uh… No?” He replies warily. The idea of someone being inside a locker that small physically pained him, and he really didn’t want to think about why Danny would know that.

Why anyone would shove his little brother into a locker.

He pushed the fear and guilt boiling in his gut down and turned to Danny with a smile. “How would you feel about online classes?”

Danny whips his head around to stare at Dick like he grew a second head. “Online?” He asks tentatively, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck.

“Online.” Dick agrees quietly.

Danny stares out over the dreary scenery and the sun just starting to shine light over the edge of the horizon. ‘The only time you can see it through the smog’ Dick muses as Danny thinks about his offer.

“I think I would like online school. It might help.” Danny admits in a quiet voice, hands gripping the railing almost painfully tight(For a second Dick thought he saw the metal give a big, but that must have been a trick of the light. Danny’s blood tests didn’t have the meta gene.). “And thank you… For offering to do that for me I mean.” Danny mumbles.

“Of course! What are older siblings for!” Dick beams at him, only faltering a little at the well concealed hurt in Danny’s face. It was pretty obvious that he was just about to shut down the conversation completely, when the batcom went off. Perfect timing.

Dick waves the com in Danny’s direction. “Looks like our clown friend got picked up across town on his way here.” Danny glances up in confusion as Dick hops off the railing he had been sitting on. “You want to race back?”

Danny visibly perked up as he hopped over the railing and pulled his grapple out of his belt pocket. He smirked Devilishly and took off before Dick could even hop over the railing.

“Get back here! I never said start!” Dick yelled out after Danny as they sped across the rooftop and swung between buildings chasing each other back to the cave.

Back home.

[toyastales]

"The Oracle" by LaToya Cole. Acrylic on Stretched Canvas. 2024

https://www.saatchiart.com/print/Painting-The-Oracle/422485/11757029/view?sku=P184-U422485-A11757029-T2

[armed-with-a-waffle-iron]

She's just a little guy🥺

Talk about standing on the shoulders of giants. Babs and Dick look like a proud mom and dad.

[melit0n]

And so my favourite Ancient Greek site ever; Delphi!!

This place (and, of course, the mythos behind the oracle of Delphi herself) has been a fixation for me for years, so I was buzzing basically the entire time I was there.

While everything I saw was beyond gorgeous, this place took the cake. An absolute trek up a mountain side (with a further trek if you wanted to see the Pythian stadium, which I happily did), but we'll worth it. Massive props to everyone and everyone who traveled from literally anywhere in order to get a prophecy.

Speaking of prophecy (info dump under the cut)...

Okay! So! Delphi, aside from being a temple of Apollo, was considered the centre of the classical Greek world (and just the world in general), for a long time, mainly because it was the seat of the Pythia; the high priestess, aka, the oracle of Delphi. Which, fun fact, in Greek shares the same root word for 'womb'.

Now, the temples (as well as the village, various treasuries, gymnasium and theatre) at Delphi are of varying ages, with the temple of Apollo being built around 7th century BCE, before being burnt down in 548ish BC, and then again in the 4th century BC. The ones which you can see (and are in the photos 😌) are all from the 4th century BC. Two thousand plus years old.

Isn't that insane? Sure, not the oldest thing in the world, but walked by so many people. Awesome, in the truest meaning of the word I fear.

But, onto the Pythia. For a bit of context, the original site of Delphi is believed to have housed a different God, suspected to be Gaia, who's son/daughter (varies depending on what translation of the myth you're reading into), named Python (sometimes called Drakon // Drakaina) resided in a cave. When Apollo took over the site, he killed it, and, when he did, it caused a great chasm to open up in the Earth and spew gas. Henceforth, the oracle was known as the Pythia.

She would've also sat on a tripod over this chasm, of which with inhalation of the gas, the spirit of Apollo could posses her in order to give prophecies.

It's been debated whether this chasm did or didn't exist—it is highly possible for one to have been there; the area is known for earthquakes, and natural gas that causes hallucinations, such as methane, ethane and ethylene is able to come from the ground—but, either way, the priestess was high as balls when giving these prophecies. Either from gas, laurel (known in the modern age as Oleander), or both.

So, imagine, you've been travelling from Athens to Delphi for a week or two, have waited a month to see this oracle, only to step into a dim temple to see a lady probably between 40-60 years old, dressed as a young woman, with visable gas spewing out from underneath her, and she spews what sounds like absolute nonsense, in which, very helpfully, a priest translates into poetry for you to take home, which turns out to be scarily accurate. I'd be damn sure the Olympians existed too.

Her being so accurate is, in fact, what brought Delphi such high prestige.

While the idea of living breathing oracle is very cool, the way Delphi was set up aided her being so precise. As noted before, Delphi was considered a hub (would've had street markets, banks, small villages, religious sects etc.), with almost everyone there to see the oracle—people would be waiting weeks to months for a visit from her—and, during this time, they'd interact and talk with those around them. War plans would be drunkenly shared, marriages would be quietly talked of, and most of these conversations between generals and kings, and their messangers and servants, were all heard and noted down by the various priests in the area, who'd provide information to the oracle, and slip in some more details in their 'translation'.

Interesting, no?

The oracle of Delphi is dates back to about 1400 BC, with her last prophecy being delivered about 390 CE, to a Roman Emperor who began stating various laws to end pagan (classical Hellenistic) activities.

[loregoddess]

fic writers are insane (compliment) bc that shit's hard

[faulty-heat-vents]

a crudely drawn picture of Ashton-212 with the following caption:

>Clueless

//[THERMALLY_CHALLENGED]:

Affirmative.

//CORRESPONDENCE: CIRYN

yeah

//MEMO FROM COMMAND: ORACLE

Can confirm.

//CORRESPONDENCE: ASHTON-212

What the fuck, guys?!

[human-space-heater]

I messed around with the incorrect quote generator today....so these are a few of the gems that came up (batfam addition) 

Dick, at Jason's funeral: I need a moment with them. Everyone: Of course. *They leave* Dick, leaning over Jason′s coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you’re not dead. Jason: Yeah, no shit.

Cass, looking over Damien’s shoulder: You can draw? Damien, stopping what they were doing: You can speak? 

Damian: I'm gonna nickname my child "Lil Bitch". Barbara: I see you're passing on your name.

Jason, tearing up the room: Where are they? Jason, looking under a pillow: Who moved them? Who moved my children? Jason: Somebody moved my M&M's, and now I am going to start killing.

Jason: Nothing in life is free. Cass: Love is free. Barbara: Knowledge is free. Steph: Friendship is free. Duke: Self-respect is free. Tim: Everything's free if you don't pay for it. The Squad: ... Barbara: Tim, that's illegal- Jason: No, let him finish

Dick: When Damian was born, the gods said, "They're too perfect for this world." Tim: Please. When they were born, the devil said, "Oh, competition."