#we take the torch

[azeutreciathewicked]

All of this. I got hit by a semi-truck of feels on Sunday that continued to maul me through Monday because of this. I think that the more one knows about politics the more one appreciates the magnitude of what President Biden did with his decision, and the incredible accomplishments he has done. He deserved better than the media and social media circus that tore him down. I hope that we will still have history books in the future, because he deserves to be remembered as one of the greatest American Presidents who got us through one of our darkest times with proficiency and grace and kindness.

I hope it doesn’t get lost in the hype that Joe Biden is truly one of the greatest Americans ever. Just the depth and breadth of that man’s whole career, his indelible kindness, all the good causes he’s championed over the years, the way he’s been able to reevaluate his positions and embrace growth and change with the times, the sheer amount of good he was able to do with just one term in office, half of it with a divided congress. He’s just so good. He exudes goodness. The quintessential Public School brat with a chip on his shoulder showing up all those Private School D.C. denizens and teaching a masterclass on how to be a fundamentally good man. Truly a world-class human being. I’m going to miss him so much. I wish he didn’t have to go.

[hindahoney]

Sometimes I forget to appreciate how wonderful judaism is and how beautiful we are as a people. It's easy to dread the work that comes with Shabbat or the high holidays, but don't forget what you're doing it for. You're engaging in a practice that Jews have for thousands of years, and in a way you're carrying on that memory. What a gift it is to be Jewish, to be able to find family in strangers.

[autisticlancemcclain]

Could you explain your position on Shallura? Since Allura was established as a teenager when she started dating Lance and Shiro was very clearly an adult. I can understand the bi shiro headcannon but the shallura thing worries me

i am going to remind yall that i have been in this fandom since 2016. and in the early seasons, allura was not established as a teenager. in fact she was coded as older, as closer to shiro's age -- there was a specific divide between her and the younger paladins that she did not have with shiro. they made her younger (both explicitly and in mannerisms) as the show went on. and i do not give a fuck about voltron like...post s4 and i didn't even watch s7-8. so like. especially with older fics, im going to enjoy shallura.

[gale-gentlepenguin]

Studio Ghibli films writing is mid. It’s never awful, but it is never better than good. Its writing has equal misses than hits. We just forget that because the animation slaps

[gierosajie]

The Sumeru glider lore description just makes me think about how it emphasized the divine as an important aspect of Teyvat's natural law. According to all known laws of aviation, the gliders cannot possibly have the ability to glide, and yet they function through the blessing of the Anemo Archon

In Firnas' dream, the Dendro Archon tells a story where the wind tells a story within a story within a story wi- all of them follow a similar structure of (y) telling (x) a story to encourage them. Now, the story in the Sumeru glider is about Firnas wanting to make a glider without the Anemo Archon's blessing, but in the end asks for it anyway because of the looping story driving him up a wall

I find it kind of neat how in Amber's story quest where we get a gliding license, she accidentally gives us the "Wind, Courage, and Wings" storybook. In the Sumeru glider lore, the stories had someone encouraging another. In the storybook, the lesson is that "What you lacked was not wind, but courage."

I'm just throwing this at a wall to see if it sticks, but what if there's a connection between these stories regarding the wind, courage, and wings and Genshin's overarching themes. The endless stories within a story in Firnas' dream only ends when he realizes how the divine is connected to the natural law, and the birds in the storybook relied too heavily on good wind conditions to fly before risking it all and leaping off a stormy cliff

What if these two stories are a sort of foreshadowing to how Teyvat is stuck repeating its history and the only way to truly end it is through both mortals and the divine working together. Mortal engineering cannot overcome its limitations without divine intervention, the birds cannot fly on strong winds alone without taking a leap of courage first, so perhaps one day the "courage" in these stories would be enough to take the people of Teyvat into new heights and weave their own fate

[alexxmason]

If Alex Mason is alive in bo6 I will go nuclear and take everyone with me 😁😁😁😁

[pardonmydelays]

how am i supposed to listen to a car, a torch, a death and not think of clancy and torchbearer???

[narwhalandchill]

mfw ppl To This Day keep acting like childes personal ambitions begin and end at finding strong enemies to fight and following the tsaritsas plan to its conclusion with him being some sorta loyal fanboy puppy of hers and that this guy isnt, like, genuinely unhinged to the core

[leclerdelune]

eXCUSE mE?!

[acourtofquestions]

Hearth to hearth, the Flame of War went.

Over snow-blasted mountains and amongst the trees of tangled forests, hiding from the enemies that prowled the skies. Through long, bitterly cold nights where the wind howled as it tried to wipe out any trace of that flame.

But the wind did not succeed, not against the flame of the queen.

So hearth to hearth, it went.

To remote villages where people screamed and scattered as a young-faced woman descended from the skies on a broom, waving her torch high.

Not to signal them, but the few women who did not run. Who walked toward the flame, the rider, as she called out, "Your queen summons you to war. Will you fly?"

Trunks hidden in attics were thrown open. Folded swaths of red cloth pulled from within. Brooms left in closets, beside doorways, tucked under beds, were brought out, bound in gold or silver or twine. And swords-ancient and beautiful—were drawn from beneath floorboards, or hauled down from haylofts, their metal shining as bright and fresh as the day they had been forged in a city now lying in ruin.

Witches, the townsfolk whispered, husbands wide-eyed and disbelieving as the women took to the skies, red cloaks billowing. Witches amongst us all this time.

Village to village, where hearths that had never once gone fully dark blazed in answer.

Always one rider going out, to find the next hearth, the next bastion of their people.

Witches, here amongst us. Witches, now going to war.

A rising tide of witches, who took to the skies in their red cloaks, swords strapped to their backs, brooms shedding years of dust with each mile northward.

Witches who bade their families farewell, offering no explanation before they kissed their sleeping babes and vanished into the starry night.

Mile after mile, across the darkening world, the call went out, ceaseless and unending as the eternal flame that passed from hearth to hearth.

"Fly, fly, fly!" they shouted. "To the queen! To war!"

Far and wide, through snow and storm and peril, the Crochans flew.

[mostly-tame]

Life imitating art imitating life

[lanternlightss]

having loop and nameless bard interacting thoughts again. the rot

[blakistan]

Hmmmmmmmm

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Yeah I see no difference lol

[bones-n-bookles]

2 miles this morning, ran a little bit to test out the new harness but he was angy about it drizzling the whole time so we mostly just walked (on the martingale)

[therosevest]

and is there not just generally a certain level of decency that would make you like ease up on a person who's obviously more than a little frazzled i am sorry that i cant process all my feelings and regurgitate them to you in an easily digestible manner while im actively In a situation or have a prepared disclaimer about how im so sorry but im just overwhelmed and need you to leave me alone right now or whatever else maybe i just dont know maybe i cant tell you exactly what im feeling or need and if i have to figure it out and explain that to you my brain is going to explode. but you could read the room. is there not a point where a friend would probably just go oh okay let me not continue pushing this person let me take a moment to reflect on their state and perhaps try to ease that or at least not keep fucking pushing on it. and also maybe not choose these moments to make otherwise innocuous but contextually just kinda meanspirited jabs. ok whatever

[julie-finlay]

Finlay Friday

13x03: "Wild Flowers", script extracts