#temples? amazing

[aliteralchicken]

Started thinking about Danny and Tim calling each other “bird” and “snake” similar to Selena and Bruce calling each other “bat” and “cat”, since they have the hero and anti hero dynamic to match

but it’s slowly just becoming me saying the phrase “bird and snake, temple and drake” over and over because it rhymes and all four of those names are cool as hell

[aquanutart]

[stealingpotatoes]

hands you all this cal to announce i’ve FINALLY finished fallen order (by which i mean i finally picked it up again after those couple hours i played a few months ago and then finished the whole game in 2 days lol)

[yasmeensh]

The Adventure of Link... my beloved.

I'm playing a fan-made remaster of Zelda 2 and I REALLY like it. Temples are different. Some backtracking involved for heart containers and magic potions (Much like in later zelda games). The world is a lot more fleshed out too.

[expatesque]

18.09.2024 / Tiger's Nest.

[vroomvroomwee]

People are saying Rose's entire personality is based on her being trans, and it's just... not? I'm not sure we watched the same show. They had 1 hour to introduce us to multiple new characters, a new villain, Donna's life after the mind wipe, cool action scenes, and of course the heartwrenching reunion of Donna and the Doctor. And they still managed to tell us about what Rose is like.

She has a vivid imagination (from the metacrisis, but she doesn't know that yet), so she's into crafts and DIY. She uses her talents for art to save up money for her family. She's smart enough to notice it since I imagine her parents don't want to worry her about it. She has friends, aka Fudge, and I imagine there's more. She wasn't afraid to point out how the Doctor assumed the Meep's pronouns (she didn't know he's also genderqueer so lay off). She helped an alien who she should rightfully be terrified of, and even after she found out the Meep was being hunted, she risked her life trying to protect it. "Never mind me, we've got to save the Meep." Selfless, kind, compassionate, brave. Her being trans is an integral part of the story, so it makes sense that they would focus on it, but they still managed to wonderfully introduce us to a new character in the time they had.

[thelasthippie]

Ganlu temple. China.

[crystallinemoonlight]

honestly the kinnporsche characters should consider themselves lucky that vegas had short hair because if that man had pulled up with bible's long hair there'd be no survivors half the plot wouldn't have happened cus porsche and pete and whoever else would just have given in immediately I stand by that

[mypoorlittlemaulmaul]

Master Windu about to drop some incredible mixtape

[elinerlina2]

Mt. Fuji from Tokyo, Japan ✨

[smilesrobotlover]

Gosh I LOVE how soft Linebeck gets towards the end he’s so sweet

[overflowingbasketofvolos]

(Credits to my twt)

[dent-de-leon]

The fact that Mollymauk hides his worship of the Moonweaver by pretending to serve the Platinum Dragon—and everything about the, “I am your god, long may I reign,” scene is just so funny to me because…it makes it feel like the Moonweaver is fine with blasphemy as long as she personally finds it funny.

Artagan misleading his followers and masquerading as the Moonweaver? Potentially deceiving them for some nefarious means? Absolutely not. Molly indulging in every luxury and lounging around in nothing but a tapestry of the Platinum Dragon’s image, declaring himself a god? Hilarious—

(Also, given that the Platinum Dragon has saints, do the Moonweaver and other gods have them too? Asking for silly Mollymauk reasons—)

[whothefuckiskatlyn]

twin temple in Albany NY • 10/2/24

[lostinlifetravelling]

Nikko, Japan

[gingermintpepper]

hey I hope you’re doing ok!! For the ask game, 🌈? Also perhaps ☔️?💧, even?

Hello hello, thank you for participating ☆ Once again, I can't comment on whether or not this extract is particularly fluffy but I do think it's rather sweet and it's definitely romantic so I think it's good for filling out both 🌈 and 💧!! It's an extract from what I've tentatively dubbed my 'Women and Apollo' doc which is essentially just a big running document I have dedicated to exploring themes and dynamics between Apollo and the women he's been entangled with! This extract in particular is from my Melia section 🥰

The night is a cold sheet spread across her shoulders. She wakes in pieces; first, her flesh, bracketed between the raw heat of Phoebus' bare chest and the sharp sting of the night air's fangs, then her mind, pleasure's fleeting haze quickly swept aside by panic then worry then guilt. What would Kaanthos say if he could see her now, bare breasted and stained in a male-god's desire? What would Father? No doubt she would have to cede the seat of the temple to Kaanthos. How could a carnal woman serve the people after all? And her river - oh, her sweet river! Would his waters even deign to soothe her scales when she was so completely drenched in the scent of a sky-god?

How foolish she's been, throwing everything away just because of some sweet words and a pretty face. Maybe Kaanthos truly did deserve the temple after all. Maybe Melia didn't deserve such a treasure if she was so easily seduced.

She sniffles softly, slipping gently from Phoebus' loose grip. His heat wafts off his skin like the warmth of a well-tended hearth, it lingers in her bones as she kneels in the grass of this unfamiliar field. It makes the sear of shame dig that much deeper into her heart. Phoebus had listened well to her warnings. He'd carried her someplace far away from flowing water, somewhere distant where her brother's scrying eyes could not reach. The tears welling in her eyes finally fall as she turns this way and that, utterly and completely lost without a source of water to follow. How could she return now? Even she was not bold enough to have the man she planned to reject take her back to her father's house.

Stupid girl. Foolish. How could she have been so short sighted?

"Melia?"

His voice is laden with sleep's husk, his arm makes little grabs at the grass searching for her shape. She swallows her tears and bids her voice to not betray her, "Here I am, my lord. You may go back to sleep."

The mildest furrow of his brow. When he turns his head, his hair flows like rich golden oil over the dark grass, "Come here," his hand keeps searching for hers, patting the ground, dragging long fingers over the dirt and frowning when he does not find her. "It is not yet morning, why have you fled so far from my side?"

Melia cannot help but laugh at his visage, clumsy and squinty-eyed, less the graceful gentleman who promised her a taste of change and more a bumbling kitten desperate for its mother's teat. She wipes her tears as quickly as she can muster, "If you but open your eyes, I'm certain you would find me."

He makes a grumbling noise, some cross between a boar's grunt and the crow's deep bellow, "Is this another of your games? I'm much too tired for games Melia." Finally, his finger grazes the edge of her ankle and like a child, he lights up, eyes still stubbornly closed but smile positively radiant, "Ah, there you are!" Diligently, he traces the shape of her leg with his open palm, measuring the smoothness of her calf, the swell of her knee, the broadness of her thigh, then he lays his head upon her, cheek pressed close to her stomach, heated back like warm coals against her skin. "So cool," he murmurs and kisses her stomach, throws his arm around her waist and nuzzles further into her skin, "Tell me when you've need of the water -" a dreadfully wide yawn interrupts him. "- I'll fetch it for you."

Melia finds herself laughing again, just a tiny thing as she runs her fingers through the thick waves of his hair. What is she to do now?

As for a fic idea I'd like to talk about since I don't know if I'll ever write it: Among the many, many, many things I'd like to write but probably never will, I really wish I could just sit down and write a story about Tenes and Hemithea. There's a lot of reasons why I have no plans to ever properly tackle anything regarding the Iliad - chief of which being that there's just too much information and the amount of research would be insane - but a lot of what I would potentially focus on have to deal with people and places Apollo loves and his inability to protect those things throughout the conflict starting with Tenes. I absolutely adore exploring Apollo's paternity in my writing and considering how fiersome Tenes was and how both he and Troilus would die protecting their sisters, I've just always wanted to dig into an exploration of their lives and connection with their father and how Tenes' death specifically would've affected Apollo. Like yeah, I know Troilus is usually the point of focus for such works especially because of the manner in which he was killed, but Tenes was also beloved! Also considering he was originally punished for being falsely accused of sexually assaulting his stepmother, I can't help but want to write his wrath when he realises what it is Achilles intends to do to Hemithea. Alas though, I don't think I'l ever get to do more than think longingly about it, at least right now lmao.