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[sora-genshin]

Ponytail Aether 🫢🔥

[stormyknight69]

Reblog if you vote

and don't get mad at me for insulting my bf in the options, its funny and I do it all the time, he insults me too

[ecofriendlytourist]

Arches National Park United States

Arches National Park is a national park in eastern Utah, United States. The park is adjacent to the Colorado River, 4 miles (6 km) north of Moab, Utah. More than 2,000 natural sandstone arches are located in the park, including the well-known Delicate Arch, as well as a variety of unique geological resources and formations. The park contains the highest density of natural arches in the world.

[allthingseurope]

Switzerland (by Joachim)

[noseysilverfox]

November 2023

A memorial complex "Chronicle of Georgia". Can find other names, for example, "Chronicles of Georgia", "Georgian Stonehenge" or "History of Georgia". An unfinished monument by sculptor Zurab Tsereteli.

The height of most columns is 30-35 meters. The columns are divided into three levels. On the lower level of the columns there are panels telling biblical stories and the life of Jesus Christ. The prominent figures of Georgian history are depicted in the middle: monarchs, diplomats, poets and writers. The last, upper level is dedicated to Georgian traditions (harvest, holidays, etc.)🕊

Мемориальный комплекс "Летопись Грузии". Можно встретить другие названия, например, "Хроники Грузии", "Грузинский Стоунхендж" или "История Грузии". Незако��ченный памятник скульптора Зураба Церетели. Высота большинства колонн составляет 30-35 метров. Колонны делятся на три уровня. На нижнем уровне колонн расположены панели, рассказывающие библейские сюжеты и житие Иисуса Христа. По середине изображены выдающиеся личности грузинской истории: монархи, дипломаты, поэты и писатели. Последний, верхний уровень посвящен грузинским традициям (сбор урожая, праздники и т.д.)🕊

Tbilisi, Georgia

[mikimakiboo]

Time Travelers AU - Researches

You guys seemed to like the first part so here we go again :) not much action yet, I know, Dust is still trying to figure out what to do with them :')

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@ancha-aus summoning you real quick

@crazy-snake you wanted to be tagged sooooo here you go

Dust was on his laptop, trying to make some researches about these four mysterious time travelers, trying to learn some things about their cultures, to get an idea of what he should be prepared for. They already ate, Dust having decided to make some pasta, and just with that he had already been met with various looks of confusion and suspicion: out of the four, only Cross and Nightmare knew what pasta were, and while Dust wasn't very surprised by that, he had been a lot more confused when the only one who knew how to use a fork, or simply what a fork was, had been Nightmare, the others preferring to use a spoon or even their fingers, which earned them some disgusted looks from the noble, that, for once, Dust could quite agree with. After a quick Google research on his phone, Dust had learnt that forks hadn't been introduced in the Roman Empire until the fourth century and in France in 1533, while vikings usually used either knives, spoons, or their fingers, but no forks. After that, Dust figured it might be a good idea to make some more researches...

He watched them from his chair, to make sure they weren't destroying his house. Cross was standing guard in front of his door, not moving an inch, Killer had miraculously stopped rummaging in his drawers to stare in wonder at a lava lamp instead, and Nightmare was sitting on the couch. Dust had given him his reading tablet that he got from work as a gift, having found a French book from 1532 by François Rabelais, right before forks were imported, titled Pantagruel. Nightmare had been.. reluctant to take the tablet, watching Dust showing him how to scroll up and down, he had however seemed quite curious about it when he had seen the French writing, and had agreed on taking it "car il n'y a bien que cela à faire ici". Dust wasn't sure what that meant, but he was pretty sure it was an excuse so it didn't seem like the noble was just curious but rather didn't have a choice. Horror was looking through the window when he finally let out a sigh and went to sit on the couch as well, making the mattress sag under his weight. Nightmare looked up for the tablet to frown at the viking, and shifted away from him, against the armrest, to which Horror frowned too. Dust watched these two interact, he watched Horror grab Nightmare's cape to feel the texture and Nightmare slapping his hand away to take back the cape, Horror holding out his hands as a peace sign. He would probably have to watch them closely, make sure they didn't get on each other's nerves.

Dust was in the middle of reading a Wikipedia article when he was interrupted by Nightmare.

- Dust ? Vôtre, uh.. parchemin magique.. ? Est terminé.

He recognized the word "terminé", as it sounded like "terminate", and guessed that Nightmare must have finished the book, which was frankly impressive because it had nearly four hundred pages and he gave it to him not three hours ago.

- Uh.. okay.. ? You, uh.. want to read another book ? I can look if there's any other.

Nightmare didn't respond, frowning slightly. Right, Dust's phone was charging, so he didn't have Google Translate turned on. He tried to think of the translation for book, he had used it when presenting the tablet to the noble, surely he didn't forget it so fast.

- Uh.. autre.. livre.. ?

He said, with a bad accent, but Nightmare seemed to understand as he slowly looked down at the tablet, seeming perplexed, surely wondering how Dust was going to pull a book from something that looked like a weird parchment, or just how long was said parchment. Dust stood up to grab the tablet from Nightmare's hands who looked up at him, he searched for a few seconds before handing him the tablet again, this time opened on a book titled Gargantua, a prequel of Pantagruel by the same author, from 1534, one year after forks were imported. Nightmare shot him a suspicious look before taking the tablet and starting to read again. At least this one was easily occupied.

Horror bent over, trying to see above Nightmare's shoulder, which only made him flinch and shift away from the viking, pressing the tablet against his chest as to prevent him from taking it away.

- Ne vous approchez pas de moi !

He said with a tone that he wanted threatening, but his voice just sounded afraid. Horror frowned at him.

- Hey, no fights. I don't have enough money to replace furniture.

Horror looked up at him, sitting straight, but before he could say anything a sword was between them. Cross had moved from the door. He glared at Horror.

- Eo vos conseilloie de rester asis.

They both stared at each other before Horror huffed, sitting on the other end of the couch again. Cross quickly glanced at Dust before focusing on Nightmare.

- Allez-vos tresbien, Sire ?

Nightmare looked at him before nodding, sitting straight too after having shot a last look at Horror who was now looking through the bay window of the backyard, not paying attention to them anymore. Cross put his sword away and returned to the door, ignoring Killer who had been watching the whole scene.

- Si vis pugnare, possum servare score.

He said with a sharp smile and amusement in his voice. Nightmare glanced at him.

- Sine me pugna, lego. Et desine obstrepere.

Killer chuckled, and turned his attention back to the lamp, letting Nightmare go back to his reading.

Okay what just happened ? Dust hadn't moved, he hadn't understood a word of what they all said, but apparently the situation had been sorted out ? After they almost started to fight ?

He should really try to learn at least the basics of their languages. But which one should he start with ? Probably French and Old Norse, because no one here seemed to speak Old Norse so he couldn't count on them to translate, and Nightmare could help him with Latin and Old French, so focusing on French first would be easier, and maybe he could pick out some words from Latin in the process ? He should have taken French in school instead of Spanish.

Dust returned to his seat, searching once more for some helpful websites with tips to learns the basics of French and Old Norse. He only found dictionaries for the latter.

- ᚹ��ᛖᚱᛖ ᛞᛟ ᚹᛖ ᛋᛚᛖᚨᛈ ?

Dust had been in the middle of reading the dictionary when he almost jumped from his chair, not having noticed that Horror was now next to him. He was surprisingly quiet.

- Huh ?

Horror looked at him, frowned, understood that Dust didn't get what he said, and pointed at the window for Dust to take a look. It was night, the moon was high, and the clock on the wall said it was past one in the morning already. Right, they probably wanted to sleep.

But where would they sleep ? Dust only had one bed and one couch, no air mattresses, no extra mattresses either, and just a few extra pillows. He thought for a while, he couldn't share his bed, and he didn't particularly want to anyway, the couch could maybe hold two people on it but he doubted anyone would want to sleep this close to one another, so that left the floor, and the deckchairs he had in his backyard. Didn't vikings sleep outside anyway ?

Dust made a quick research and looked at Nightmare who had apparently finished his second book as the tablet was resting next to him on the couch.

- Hum.. dormir.. ?

Killer, Cross and Nightmare all looked at him. Well, seemed like "sleep" sounded the same in the three languages.

- Ubi ?

Killer asked, a question to which Dust didn't have the answer because he didn't know what ubi meant. He went on Google again, looking at the French translation for "where do you want to sleep".

- Où voulez.. vous dormir.. ?

He looked at Nightmare next, pointing at Killer to silently ask him to translate for him. Nightmare sighed, annoyed to be an intermediary, but still translated.

- Ubi vis dormire ?

Killer looked around for a second before answering.

- Ad angulum parietis.

Nightmare looked at him with surprise, frowning and tilting his head as if he just heard some big nonsense, but before Dust could ask what Killer had answered he saw him crossing the living room to go sit on the floor against the angle of the wall. Strange. But he seemed pleased. Dust kept staring for a few seconds before focusing on Cross and Nightmare again, waiting for their response. Nightmare was looking at the couch, that he didn't leave during all the evening to the point Dust wondered if it had become a sort of safe place for him, and simply sighed before rearranging the pillows. Seemed like the noble was going to sleep here tonight. Cross however stayed planted in front of the door, so Dust asked again.

- Dormir ?

- Eo ne poez dormir, eo doi monter la warde.

Dust didn't understand, but judging by the fact the knight didn't move, he figured that it a least meant he would stay by the door.

Dust then turned to Horror as he was the last one not having answered. He asked the question again, this time typing on his computer and showing him the translation as he didn't know how to pronounce it. Horror looked in wonder at the screen for a few seconds before focusing on reading, bending down a little, before standing up again and going to the bay window. He pointed at the backyard as he looked at Dust.

- Oh you want to sleep outside ? Sure, as long as you stay in the backyard.

Dust got up to open the door for him, going out with him to put a deckchair in place in case he wanted to use it.

Horror inspected it before nodding and giving Dust a pat on the shoulder. At least he wanted it to be a pat but the small skeleton was so light compared to his usual companions that he actually pushed him on the chair, much to Dust's surprise who looked up at him from where he was now laying. Horror looked guilty.

- Uh, i-it's okay, I'm fine, just.. didn't expect that.

He quickly reassured as he got up.

- Damn you're strong.

He muttered.

- ... ᛈᚨᚱᛞᛟᚾ.

Horror said, looking down. That sounded like an apology.

- It's okay, really, uh.. well.. sleep good ?

He gave him thumbs ups before quickly going back inside before the situation became more awkward.

Well, seemed like everyone was settled for the night, so Dust could go in his own room and get prepared for bed too. He had a day off the next day, he was originally planning to rest but that option was off the chart now.

He sighed and let his body collapse on his bed. He just hoped his apartment wouldn't be a mess in the morning. And that maybe they would dissappear too and this whole experience would turn out to be a big dream...

A very strange big dream...

[yourdailyqueer]

Wil Traval

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual

DOB: 9 July 1980

Ethnicity: White - Australian

Occupation: Actor

[birdlover9000]

Warrior Ochette because I love her and she absolutely destroys every opponent I ever face <3

(Plus she gets a cute ponytail)

[princessthriller]

Happy Anniversary to Goin' Places by The Jacksons!

47 years ago, The Jacksons took us on a musical journey with Goin' Places, an album that captured the groove, adeventure, and carefree spirit of the 70s. Packed with funky rhythms, signature harmonies, and unmatched energy, this record remains a milestone that continues to resonate across generations.

From the liberating vibes of "Music's Takin' Over" to the dance floor anthems like "Different Kind of Lady", Goin' Places reminds us that music is a vehicle for escape, exploration, and celebration. Each track transports listeners to new horizons, fueled by the creative force that still makes us move today.

As we celebrate this anniversary, let's pay tribute to an album that, much like The Jackson themselves, keeps taking us on unforgettable journeys and continues to inspire.

A timeless classic and the adventure goes on !

[wewrutuwertrer]

[sora-genshin]

Beyond the Smoke and Mirrors - 5.1 Archon Quest

[k1ngk1t]

Went to Europe for the first time (and a foreign country as well) back in the middle of July. So I took that opportunity to sketch Bram. He's sitting out the window of Wynn's Hotel overlooking Dublin. These were the things that surprised me the most. The weather. Back in the states you can fry eggs in your car in July. In Ireland, it was chilly for the most part with a few warm days in between. Dublin is Irish New York. I grew up in a suburban area. And I've been in cities before, but they don't compare to Dublin. There were so many buses and taxis, and so little private cars, you could count all of them on your fingers. My state capitol doesn't even have a metro or tram system. Just some buses, a train station and airport (you can't even fly to another country out of that airport. You need a connecting flight) What we do have are the infinite amount of parking decks. The lack of the sound "th" sound. Three is pronounced tree. It took me a second to realize what they meant. They just casually have 1000+ year old buildings in towns. Mineral water. I'm sorry, but no. I can't drink it. I like my purified water. No air-conditioning. Now, I get that they don't really need it as much as we do, but at night where the hot air is rising to the upper floors where we were sleeping, it did get pretty warm. But anyways, I brought back a Dracula book from there as my special trip token. Also, this is why I was so busy. I was working fulltime while to trying to prepare for a trip to last a week and I didn't get into my camera until now. photos of Glendalough and St. Mary's Cathedral in Kilkenny.

[canipel]

Fairytal canyon. | Make sure you follow > Shot By Canipel & Instagram

[ecofriendlytourist]

Blue Lake is a small lake in Nelson Lakes National Park

The Blue Lake is drained by the west branch of the Sabine River, which is part of the Buller River system. It is fed by a short upper segment of the Sabine, which in turn is fed by underground seepage through the landslide debris impounding the much larger Lake Constance. Blue Lake is roughly boomerang shaped, running north then northwest, with each arm of the lake stretching some 200 metres (700 ft). Its waters are cold, ranging from 5 to 8 °C (41 to 46 °F)

[allthingseurope]

Monschau, Germany (by Pablo Meilan)

[noseysilverfox]

August 2013

On the territory of the Holy Dormition Joseph-Volotsky Stavropol Monastery, the village of Teryaevo, Volokolamsk district, Moscow region, Russia