#there's gondolas

[wanderingibon]

" I noticed that you've been smiling more, Lucanis. "

" ...Have I? ...Si, I suppose I have been. "

[skycotl-before-and-after]

I didn’t think the gondola would fit here, much less move.

[sirartwork]

Perhaps i'm dumb, or maybe it's tumblr being tumblr, but where did that post you made about a meme fellowship go? I can't remember all the names, but i knoe for a fact that "Spurdo the Turgid" was one of them

The original drawings were a reply to a now-deleted tumblr post, but thankfully I had a backup posted on twitter, including the original map joke and group drawing by an unknown anon:

[adventureswithteddy]

Teddy looked down the line of gondolas wondering how much he truly trusted that little cable holding them all suspended. Once he decided that everything seemed to be secure, he was able to look out across the valley below, twisting this way and that into the haze.

[bobcronkphotography]

Travel by Gondola 🚠 🇨🇭

Whether it was by train, gondola or bus. Transportation in Switzerland was so easy.

Bob Cronk

[the-moogs]

they totally kissed when they went on their skywheel date

[allthingseurope]

Venice (by Vladan)

[illustratus]

Venice, A Canal in the Moonlight by Ludwig Mecklenburg

[rookinthecrownest]

Extremely rude of Bioware not to let Lucanis have a magical Gondola ride with Madeleina in ‘Now I See The Light’ style from Disney’s Rapunzel

I GOTTA DO EVERYTHING AROUND HERE

[sensitive-clothes]

Natural Habitat

[emaadsidiki]

Venice Canal in Villaggio Mall 🛍️💡✨

[plumbtales]

Landgraab's Family Portraits

[suratanontherun]

My attempt at renovating the cursed (IMO) Landgraab mansion.

It was a nice distraction for the last three days. I'm so slow at decorating. I've struggled quite a bit, because I have almost no cc in the style I had envisioned for Malcolm (traditional, luxury, vintage). I managed to run out of money! So ignore all the empty/unfinished rooms.

It turned out that ts2 somehow is much more stable on my crappy laptop than on a gaming PC. Like, Stardew Valley drops fps on this bad boy, but ts2 with a ton of cc runs okay? At least during a brief playtest.

*dang corner counter unsnapped and I didn't notice when taking screenshots

[buccellato]

Cute little thing I appreciated from Stampede is how Meryl is constantly uncomfortable and sweating in the heat of the world, really sets her apart from the others (who are used to the heat) as a person who had the privilege to grow up in comfort

[writerfromshikahr]

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Kisses and Boat Rides - Lucanis X Rook Fanfic

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The gondola glided through Treviso’s quiet canals, far from the city's bustle. The waterways were bathed in warm light, the reflections flickering across the rippling water. Lucanis sat across from her, the gondolier tactfully silent as he steered them into the more secluded routes.

Rook ran her hand along the boat’s edge, her fingers trailing close to the water. She glanced at Lucanis, her expression a mix of curiosity and wariness.

"You don’t strike me as the sort of man to indulge in long boat rides, Lucanis. Should I be worried?"

"Worried? Only if you hate quiet evenings with good company."

Rook arched a brow, leaning back with her arms crossed. The subtle sway of the gondola made her movements relaxed, though her eyes remain sharp.

"So, what’s this about then? Plotting to take out a member of House de Riva to piss off Viago?" she smiled sweetly.

"If I wanted to kill you, I wouldn’t have arranged this, too much effort," he smirked in reply. "No, I thought you might enjoy this…being with me, alone."

Rook blinked at his tone, her teasing faltering. She glanced around the canal, the peaceful glow of lanterns and the distant hum of the city creating a rare moment of calm. For once, she had no clever retort.

They approached a small alcove, tucked under a canopy of flowering vines. The gondolier halted the boat gently, giving them the illusion of being the only two people in the world.

Lucanis reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small, carefully wrapped bundle, "I saw this in the market earlier. Thought of you."

Rook’s brows furrowed in confusion as she carefully unwrapped it. Nestled inside was a delicate pin in the shape of a curled-up cat, its silver surface catching the faint light. She took in it's beauty, her fingers brushing over the tiny, intricate details—right down to the little paws and the flick of the tail.

"You… noticed." she said with a soft smile, looking up to meet his gaze.

"I’ve seen the way you stop to pat every stray cat in Treviso. Or Minrathous. Or anywhere. Hard not to notice, seeing as though I'm the one waiting for you."

"It’s perfect. Thank you." Rook huffed a quiet laugh, her thumb still running over the pin.

Lucanis hesitated for a brief moment, as if weighing the pros and cons of what he was about to do, his expression unreadable. Then, with a fluid motion, he shifted forward, resting his arms on his knees and closing the gap between them. Rook's breath caught as he reached out, his hand brushing lightly against hers. The gondola swayed gently, and the faint sounds of water filled the silence between them. He leaned in, giving her time to pull away, but she didn’t. When his lips met hers, the kiss was soft, deliberate, and impossibly tender.

"Tell me to stop," he said softly, though his voice carried no intention of retreating, his hand at the back of her neck pulling her even closer into their new found intimacy. Rook hungrily returned his kiss, giving him all the permission he needed.

The world around them seemed to still, the quiet lapping of water fading beneath their heartbeats. When they finally parted, neither moved far, their foreheads resting against each other as their breath mingled in the warm night air.

"You’re dangerous, Rook, this could end badly" he warned, but there was no bite in his statement.

Rook tilted her head, "Didn’t you once tell me you always know what you’re doing?"

The warmth in her voice broke through his defenses, and Lucanis couldn’t help the low chuckle that escaped him, "So you were listening," he replied, voice laced with a dry humor, leaning back on his seat.

"Sometimes I do, especially when it's coming from a dashing rogue who has a penchant for coffee and many other desirable skill sets."

"Desirable skill sets? You haven't seen many of those….."

"Yet…" she cut him off with a smile.

Lucanis raised a single eyebrow at her teasing tone, "I'll keep that in mind and when another occasion arises for me to show off my "talents", I'll make sure were not on a boat, maybe somewhere more comfortable, private, to explore how capable I can be."

Rook looked down at the dark water, hoping the shadows would hide the flush on her cheeks. He had a way of saying absolutely nothing one moment to saying all the right things the next. It was perplexing, frustrating, and deliciously romantic, all wrapped up in one.

The gondolier, sensing the change in the atmosphere, resumed steering them slowly through the canal. Rook stared down at the pin in her hand, she glanced back up at Lucanis, who was watching her with a quiet intensity.

"You really are full of surprises," she said softly.

Lucanis’s lips curved into the faintest of smiles, one that seemed reserved only for her. "Not surprises. I'm just finally noticing what matters."

The gondola continued its quiet journey and two Crows from different Houses had made a contract of their own that evening—one forged not with coin and daggers, but in stolen kisses and unspoken promises.

[bobcronkphotography]

Murren, Switzerland 🇨🇭

Bob Cronk