#soft spot for her in general

[simplymisty]

This is how my cat decides its her feeding time 😭 I taught her to go in on command, because she gets a bit silly when I try to put her food into the bowl, so now whenever she decides shes hungry, she willingly goes in there and just waits and stares at me 😭 love her sm

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF movie Vanessa wants to meet Glamrock Bonnie..

[haomnyangz]

thats not a dog tag around his neck thats a medal

[dootznbootz]

There's something really fascinating about how Athena treats Diomedes so differently from how treats Penelope and Odysseus (even Telemachus but that's a lil different too)

Athena has basically known Diomedes since he was born (some even say that she had a say in naming him) because of Tydeus. I don't think it's far-fetched to say that in a way, she possibly "molded" him. And Diomedes is kind of known for being the "perfect warrior king". He's respectful of the gods and most of his comrades, an incredibly skilled soldier, and has already achieved so many things despite being one of the youngest kings in the war.

I sadly think that's why Athena treats him so differently than Odysseus, Penelope, and Telemachus.

She cares for him, but it's still "distant" in a way. Or almost in an "I molded you. You will react the way I would want you to therefore I will not be surprised."

When it seems like she's known her other favored mortals for less long, she didn't get to "mold" them. They surprise and bring something "new" for her. She sees her little tricksters' scheme and plot and watches with intrigue but watching the perfect warrior is a "Yes, perfect form. That's what I'd do."

I mean even how her favored mortals pray to her tells you a lot about the relationships they have.

For example, in the Iliad, Odysseus doesn't need to really give as much reverence to her to "earn her favor" during book 10's Night Raid.

Odysseus rejoiced, and prayed to Pallas Athene: ‘Hear me, daughter of aegis-bearing Zeus, you who are with me in all my adventures, protecting me wherever I go. Show me your love, Athene, now, more than ever, and grant we return to the ships having won renown, with some brave act that will grieve the Trojans greatly.’ And Diomedes of the loud war-cry followed him in prayer: ‘Hear me also, Atrytone, daughter of Zeus. Be with me as you were with my father Tydeus in Thebes, when he went there as ambassador for the bronze-greaved Achaeans, camped there by the Asopus. A friendly offer was what he made them, but on his way back he was forced to take deadly reprisal for their ambush, and you fair goddess, readily stood by him. Stand by me now, and watch over me, and in return I will offer a broad-browed yearling heifer, unused to the yoke. I will tip her horns with gold and sacrifice her to you.’

(Book 10, A.S. Kline)

Diomedes brings up his dad and offers a young heifer (granted that could just be how Diomedes is with every immortal) while Odysseus doesn't and is basically like "Yo, help me out like you always do!". Odysseus is much more casual and personal with Athena. And with Penelope, Athena takes the form of one of her sisters to comfort her!

While Athena also most likely has known Telemachus since he was a baby, she's still closer to him than Diomedes.

Imagine that. You're basically molded by a goddess since birth, listen to her and other immortals dutifully, basically become her perfect warrior, and yet you can't seem to reach that familiarity with her. The same warmth she has for her other favored mortals.

[betterthanbatman1]

Umm I love them???

[deva-arts]

Have a doodle because I barely draw Adra.

"Your hair is spiky and weird." "No. My hair is amazing. You're weird, Poofy." "No you're weird. Flappy." "No you're weird, tiny." "No you- OOOH SHOOT THAT GUY NEXT!" "Ha he looks dumb when he's dying." "Dumb die-er." "So dumb."

[shummthechumm]

ASiR was so close to being good but now everytime i remember how they treated sasha + its adamant refusal to have feathertail's justifiable trauma be taken seriously by her clanmates/the narrative, it just sours the whole thing for me :/

[fluttrbys]

i loooove bari. i love her a lot

the whole thing about her sacrificing parts of herself for the sake of others. of forgetting one of her most important friends just so she could be saved from death. of never remembering what they lived together, but promising that she'll always keep a part of helena with her.

she's lost so many memories that she doesn't remember who she is, what she is, how old she is; all she knows is that she's a priestress, and that her role is to restaure the world tree. she doesn't have much, and yet, she's content with what she has. bari doesn't mind sacrificing herself; her compassion runs *that* deep

also. her bio:

"if she doesn't recognize you after a prior meeting, you should treat it as a compliment: it means she valued her time with you enough for it to count as the happy memory to pay for someone else's wish."

anyway i love bari i love self sacrificial characters etc etc

[coffiocake]

"The Girls on the Bus" might be my new favorite streaming serial. completely unrelated but I have a crush on Carla Gugino

[trelinha9]

I really hope to see Liko interacting with Hassel. She seems to like drawing and stuff like that, Hassel is an art teacher, so I think it would be very interesting to see the two interact and see Liko attending his classes. Also, Hassel gives two or three classes on Tera Jewels in the games, and since Liko, Roy and Dot are going to Academia Naranja precisely to train terastalization, it makes sense in my head for them attend at least one of his classes.

I also think it would be interesting to see Jaqc and the history teacher I forgot the name of interacting with Dot and Roy respectively. Jaqc created the pokedex app, and Dot created the RVT one, so I think it would be cool to see them interact and talk about it. Roy has an old Poké Ball that would definitely interest the history teacher, so it makes sense in my head for us to have at least one scene with her.

[toadsrbutch]

tomorrow one of the dogs at work gets one of her legs amputated!!! her quality of life will be so much better without her leg that is really, REALLY badly broken. hooray!! she also wanted to go for a long walk today and seemed to have a lot more energy so YIPPEE!!!

[blujayonthewing]

I'm really glad elyss came several years before melliwyk, because mel's alignment shift from chaotic neutral to chaotic good sometimes feels a little embarrassing in an 'I can't keep my own feelings to myself for the sake of committing to the bit' sort of way, but the counterpoint to that is that elyss, steadfastly true neutral, just simply Does Not Care about anyone other than her own loved ones or anything outside her own immediate interest no matter how much I sometimes wish she would

[thoughtsformtheuniverse]

I’m having a lot of emotions about Pickler from A Practical Guide to Evil, and there is a tragic dearth of content about this minor grumpy goblin. so. quotes that make me feel emotions, under a readmore

“We can’t win this. We can’t beat them,” Pickler hissed angrily, but her voice broke after. “I will not let us die doing the right thing. We are going to grow old, all of us. I will not – I don’t-“

“We can,” I said softly. “You know that already. It’s what scares you. No shame in that. I know what’s ahead better than any of you, and I’m terrified. It’ll be blood and mud and grief, but don’t think for a moment we can’t do it.”

The Senior Sapper took her hands of the table brusquely, to hide their shaking.

“It’ll be to the death, Foundling,” she said, amber eyes flicking away. “To the death. Do not start this lightly.”

-Book 3, Chapter 17: Allegiance help me they’re all so young and so scared and they were going to grow old, all of them

— “I work with imperfect tools, the way all my predecessors have,” Pickler said, “but it… irks, that I know we could be better. That we could match Keter blow for blow, if we had the time and the coin.”

I hid a fond smile. Leave it to my Sapper-General to be irked by being on the lesser side in an arms race with the Hidden Horror. Even most heroes, those chosen few blessed with the belief of promised victory, usually limited their ambition to survival and eking out a win when it came to the Original Abomination. Yet Pickler of the High Ridge tribe had been forged of goblin steel tempered in Wasteland fire, kept sharp by the whetstone of the Uncivil Wars. When faced with dreadful might, the Sapper-General of Callow’s nature was not to cower but to crave to surpass it.

“War’s not over,” I said. “One day it will take us to the gates of the Crown of the Dead itself, Pickler.”

I offered her a smile.

“On that day, I expect you will find your coffers filled to burst and few requests beyond acquiescence,” I said.

“Gobbler grant me breath until then,” Pickler of the High Ridge tribe grinned, all teeth and malice, and offered a quick bow. “I’ll get started on the work, Your Majesty.” Book 6, Chapter 65: Cross-Check

and

— The dead were scattered and burning, the miraculous engines known as Pickler’s Nails – picklernagel – pounding away at their retreating mass.

Balls of pitch hit the ground, tossed by spindly catapults, spilling blackness where they landed and spreading the flames everywhere. The changes goblin engineering had made here… The Dead King’s commanders had grown wary of committing beorns to the first wave of the assault, after the fourth time they died without even touching a wall. Wary! The absurdity of that old monster’s generals being wary of anything at all had been as fine wine. -Book 7, Interlude: West I Pickler looked at the Dead King himself and said up your fucking game. And she was right. I love her

— “Don’t,” Pickler fervently said. “Don’t let us forge another closed kingdom within the kingdom. Let us into your cities, your countryside, your wilderness. Let us be part of something that does not want to eat us.”

I flinched away from the intensity of her gaze.

“They’ll hate you for it, the Matrons,” she said. “For showing them they don’t own what it means to be a goblin, that they just buried every other way and called it guidance. And I know it’s not what you want, not what Vivienne wants, that you have to think in kingdoms and favours and hard coin.”

She finished her drink, set it down.

“But we’ve stood behind you, Catherine,” Pickler said. “Not them, us. From the start, we’ve been with you. Sappers and soldiers and scouts, we’ve bled for you. And I won’t say it’s owed, because my people don’t believe in debt, but I need you to understand that I loved Robber – more than I thought, more than I knew – but there are fifty thousand like him the Eyries that never managed to flee. That are stuck and lost and will never see the light of day, know what the sun and the stars look like or even feel the wind on their face. Not unless you offer your hand to them.”

She left her chair, stood before me.

“I don’t have anything to offer you,” she said. “Nothing to bargain with. All I can say is please-”

I pushed back my chair, half-risen even as my leg ached, but I was not quick enough to stop her getting on her knees.

“- help us,” Pickler said. “Save us from ourselves, from each other.”

“I-” I choked out, at a loss for words.

“I think you might just be the only powerful person in the world who cares, Catherine,” she quietly said. “And I know you’re a queen, that you can’t afford to bend, but still I ask.”

She smiled, heartbreakingly.

“Please,” Pickler asked. “If not you, then who?” Book 7, Chapter 24: Bequeathal

— “I cannot repay you for this,” she finally said. “I do not have the years. But anything-”

“You told me,” I said, “that your people don’t believe in debt.”

She smiled, baring teeth like needles.

“For this, Catherine,” Pickler replied, “I would learn.”

“There’s nothing to pay back,” I gently said. “Even if it weren’t the right thing to do, even if there was nothing to gain, I would still have done it.”

I met her eyes.

“Because I do believe in debts,” I said. “Because you’re one of mine, Pickler, and you asked.” Book 7, Chapter 52: Mass

my heart, my fucking heart. because she asked

[lunasilvis]

It wasn't planned, but this morning I ended up guiding 30 elderly Americans from New Jersey along my piece of Dutch backland lol 🇳🇱🤝🇺🇸

They were gushing over Jenna from a distance, and approached me with some questions about the area. They were actually so super polite, genuinely interested + friendly and funny enough. So I asked them if they had 10 minutes so I could take them towards the piece of indoor land that meanders along the lake to the windmill! We swapped our homeland stories, and was called "dear" (at least 10 times). Good things :)

[multicolour-ink]

As a kid I thought Steven was a tough Champion.

And then I met Cynthia.

[darthkvznblogs]

Just piping up to add in my full support for the “steal Jessica Cruz from DC Comics and make her a permanent RWBY character” campaign, someone point me to a petition I can sign please :P