#this part was so great lmao

[phoenixcatch7]

Okay but it's super interesting how

Din = Power = Ganondorf

Naryu = Wisdom = Zelda

Farore = Courage = Link.

Because Din, in the hylian creation myth, created the physical world. Naryu then created the laws - gravity, time, etc. And Farore finally created life - plants and people.

Din created the body, naryu the mind, Farore the soul.

And the triforce and its wielders so perfectly reflect that.

Ganon is physical power, he is big and intimidating and he breaks things. He is cunning and determined, but that's not what he focuses on. He is might makes right.

Zelda is wisdom and cleverness. She is stall tactics and information and team work. She is a powerful mage with a spine of steel, but that's not how she'll win. She is the pen being mightier than the sword.

Link is courage and persistence. He is the wild card sneaking behind enemy ranks, always moving, plunging into terrifying situations head first. He's a phenomenal fighter with a keen wit, but that's not what will get him through his challenges. He is bravery not being the absence of fear but the triumph over it.

They sit in perfect parallels to each other.

And ganon is reborn through his body - his resurrection is immortality. No matter how low he is cast, as long as he has a body he can claw his way back. He can cling to his power, build it ever higher.

Zelda is reborn through the magic of her bloodline. It's the accumulated knowledge handed down for generations, the unique power she must master, the skills she must develop to survive and get her kingdom out the other side intact. Even her name, the knowledge of herself, is handed down from all the way from the very first. Her ancestors knowledge of her future presence, her stability, is what gives her the edge.

Link is reborn in spirit. He is not bound by flesh or blood. Just like his wanderlust soul he can reappear in any time or place. His variation, his unpredictability, is exactly how he fights. It's what makes him so hard to pin down.

Ganons need to build strength means he can't chase after link. Links impulsiveness means zelda can outwit him. Zeldas stationary predictability means she's an easy target for ganon.

But the other direction?

Fire melts ice, ice redirects lightning, lightning burns fire.

And that's the very essence of the triforce.

[chanstopher]

Bang Chan @ Lollapalooza [ref credit]

[vaggieslefteye]

ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇ ↳ anonymous asked: HUSK and ALASTOR or angel and valentino?

[aroaceleovaldez]

tbh my latest biggest theory for why HoO and onwards is such a dramatic drop in quality and consistency is just. Rick stopped making teaching guides.

Like, the Lightning Thief teacher's guide is SUPER in-depth with even stuff like sources about middle grade child psychology and exact specifications of where he's applying that, explaining what different character's goals/motivations are, their dynamics with each other and their environments, etc etc. Even specifying which specific myths certain plot elements are supposed to reference or be about.

That stuff just doesn't exist for later books. There's activity guides and smaller, significantly more simple teacher guides for later books but they don't go into anywhere NEAR the same level of depth. The TLT one is a full lesson plan that breaks down the book at every level and explains what's going on and more or less why Rick did that. The others are all basically just glossaries of terminology and some simple question guides.

And they didn't even use the TLT teacher's guide for the Disney+ show because they clearly aren't adhering to any of what's discussed in that breakdown of the book.

By creating a teaching guide alongside writing the actual book, that's forcing you to document what you're doing, why, your sources, and information about your characters and the story they're in. It's like an even more in-depth version of a series bible. But that's lacking for later books (and etc) and it shows because that level of thought and depth and attention just isn't there anymore.

[poorslaindoll]

So I heard we were redesigning the Scooby gang for funsies. And character design is my passion so… Have this college au!

I honestly think that Velma would be the only one who’s actually a criminal justice major or going to school for a similar field, but I also think she’d minor in like robotics or something. She’s got a full scholarship bc she’s like a super genius or something.

Daphne is a fashion design major but dabbles in a few other things when she isn’t doing mystery stuff with the gang. I’ve always seen her as a jack of all trades type who can pick up skills p easily tbh. She’s just girlboss like that. Also the fact that Shaggy wears socks and sandals drives her nuts.

Fred is a theater kid and if you think otherwise you’re wrong. Idk much about theater majors but I think he’d focus more on the technical side of things, but he’s still a pretty good actor.

Shaggy just seems like they’d be the type to be a culinary arts major bc y’know… food. He’s also on the college track team bc that also makes sense to me. And Scooby is their emotional support dog. Anxiety service dog??? (I’m not all that familiar with the terms and what is considered like a service animal or not so I’m so sorry if that’s not correct.) Also baggy clothes to hold all the snacks.

I imagine that the gang is still solving little mysteries while in school since chaotic stuff just gravitates to them via the power of being main characters, but I also think it would be fun to have like an overarching mystery as well. And I think it would include the gang noticing that despite the normal lifespan of a dog, Scooby doesn’t seem to be getting any older…

[angelmush]

nice things lately (posing the stuffed animals when i make the bed, animal magazines in the mini library down the road, my aunt + uncle’s giant new cat they adopted on accident and are in love with despite their best efforts)

[pant--eater]

rewatched A Close Shave and felt emotional for Wendolene and Preston BYE

feat. old woman yuri. the cottagecore vegan girlies who both say no to cheese

[magnusbae]

Dreamling - Comfort given freely - 691w

Dream has a hard time accepting all the succor he had received from Hob since his return in 2020.

▾▾▾

"Why?” Dream asks.

“I knew you needed it” Hob smiles at him “and I could give it, so what’s the harm in that?”

Dream averts his eyes, pride and hurt fighting inside of him. He does not wish to be so, he wishes not to be depended on anyone’s pity, on anyone’s scrapes of empathy— but oh stars, how he does need it, how much the empty spaces of the fabric of his soul crave it, want it.

He cannot face this man, cannot look him in the eyes and let him know that he had won. Won where others did not. Many had gained his affections, some had gained his love, but Hob....Hob had won his trust. He had won his trust and he had won him over.

He has the power over him, one of the Endless.

Something that should not be, shouldn't have happened.

“Morpheus?” Hob asks, a short silence, and closer “Dream” he says, gentle, gentle as if talking to a wounded thing, a hurt thing.

Is there no end to this man’s pity? 

Dream’s insides twists, for he knows that Hob is honest, and that Hob is true. He knows that he means it, means this care of his. Dream wonders if he should leave, if he was mistaken for questioning it. Perhaps he should accept it, allow his pride some rest. And yet—

“I love you.” Hob says.

Dream looks up, sharp, alert. 

“What?” he says, though he had heard him quite well. 

“I love you.” Hob says with a shrug, kind eyes looking sad “You don’t need to think so hard about it, there’s nothing to it other than that, I love you, I love you and I’d do anything for you” Hob finds his eyes, and smiles again, there's a deeply rooted fondness in that look.

For a moment, Dream's shadow distorts, the lights in the room flickering. He notices that as he notices the heat in his chest, at his neck, on his face. This body of his, this image he presents to the world, should not do things he does not choose to show.

Words that are his to command, that come so easily to him at most days, are lost to him now as he opens his mouth and no sound comes out in response to Hob's confession.

Love. He knows love. Bright and passionate, strong and wild, worlds consumed, galaxies worth of feelings— love is not this, not the calm patience of a friend, not the endless devotion, not the... soothing safety he feels in Hob's presence.

“You confuse.” Dream answers at last.

“No I don’t” Hob’s light reply comes without a hint of argument.

“Hob Gadling, you—”

“—love you?” Hob completes, this time smiling. 

Annoyance ignites whitin Dream, the heat on his face deepening. 

“Do not mock me.” he starts, voice raising a fraction, deepening a bit. He will not allow this. He will not stand here as a mere human makes mockery of—

“Dream, I don’t.” Hob reaches a hand— hesitates only a second— and takes a hold of Dream’s tense hand. “It’s okay if you don’t, I don’t expect you to, but this..” he presses their joint hands across his own chest “...is how I feel. I’d do crazier things for you than just care for you, " he stops as if he swallowed one last word, looking mildly bashful but with an unashamed smile on his lips. “tis just how it is” he says and squeezes Dream’s hand firmer against his chest.

Dream can feel the quick rhythm of his heart, can feel the roughness of his hand, can sense the human warmth of him— he can feel his love.

"I...understand." he says, and this is not true, he does not.

He does not understand this form of love. Does not know how to experience nor how to express it. Yet he finds himself wishing for it. Finds himself wanting not for the scorching heat of a dying star but for the soothing tranquility of a spring lake. Something calm, something without waves to drown him under. Something...safe.

Something that might just be Hob Gadling.

[crescentfool]

the persona 3 protagonist 25th anniversary nui in food appliances!

[please-let-this-work-oh-my-god]

Hey... remember that post I made about Kakania's siezen in chapter 6? As I rewatched and transcribed Kakania's speech in 6-24, I noticed that Kakania had switched to using du midway through her monologue and that's just... such a neat detail to me.

Kakania was no longer speaking under any guise or formality or professionalism, she's speaking to Isolde as the friend she thought they always were, as her true self, just as Isolde had been doing with her so long before this. But now that du no longer carries that same tone of comfort and safety, it carries weight, anger, and the despair of a person who has seemingly lost a friend that they have cared for for so long, someone they thought they had known but has now been estranged before their very eyes.

Also, for anyone who needs it, the full speech scene in German is below the cut

Isolde: Du hast alles gut gepackt (?).

Kakania: Ja. Der Spiegel macht mir Angst, nachdem was passiert ist. Er spiegelt wahrheitsgetrau mein hässliches Gesicht wider, meine abstoßende Seele.

Isolde: Doktor, du bist nicht abstoßend. Wie kann jemand, der abstoßend ist, so edle und hohe Ideale haben wie du?

Kakania: Hmph, vielleicht… vielleicht haben Sie recht. Es ist Zeit, das Tuch zu lüften.

Isolde: Das Licht tut weh, hast du die Vorhänge geöffnet? Doktor, ich kann nicht sehen.

Kakania: Schauen Sie sich dieses Gemälde an, Isolde. Erinnert es Sie etwas?

Isolde: Ich kann es nicht deutlich sehen, Doktor. Es ist zu hell hier. Könntest du die Vorhänge zuziehen?

Kakania: Das ist das Gemälde Ihres verstorbenen Bruders, Die Rettung. Wir haben eine einfache Tatsache übersehen, Isolde, bis Heinrichs letzte Wörter uns alle daran erinnern. Theophil schrie seine Notizen in Verzweiflung, nannte aber sein letztes Gemälde "Die Rettung".

Isolde: Doktor, es ist zu hell hier. Können wir woanders reden?

Kakania: Wie konnte ich das übersehen, Isolde? Eine noble Damen wie Sie kann nicht nur singen und tanzen, sondern auch zeichnen. Theophil war ein feiner Herr, aber nur fein. Er war talentiert, aber nicht begabt. Die Frauen der Dittarsdorfs waren schon immer bessere Medien als ihre Männer. Sie sind viel begabter als Ihr Bruder. Sollen wir euch dankbar sein? Du und dein Bruder, ein Paar Messiasse dieser Ära. Eine von euch schrie die Wahrheit in einem bemitleidenswerten Gedicht heraus und hielt seine Verzweiflung in Kunst fest und die andere…

Isolde: Doktor…

Kakania: Und die andere wollte "die Farben von oben abkratzen, ihre wahren Farben enthüllen und sie neu formen". Das bist du, Isolde. Du hast versucht, die Verzweiflung abzukratzen und die Welt mit deinen mitfühlenden, mitleidigen Händen neu zu formen. Er schuf die Kunst, und du hast sie vervollständigt. Du und dein Bruder sind die Mitgestalter dieses Gemäldes aus Mitleid für diese Welt. Und deshalb war es das einzige Werk, das den Brand überstanden hat. Hab' ich Recht, Isolde?! Sag es mir!

Mit Heinrichs Hilfe habt ihr beiden den Anführer von Manus Vindictae getroffen, ihr habt das Wunder gesehen, euch wurde der Weg zur Rettung gezeigt. Aber der arme Theophil konnte nicht akzeptieren, was ihm gesagt wurde. Wie du, wurde er von seinem noblen, edlen Blut verflucht. Er hatte Mitleid für die Welt, hielt er aber noch an den Privilegien des Adels fest (?). Er wollte nicht mit dem Manus Vindictae arbeiten, aber er wollte auch keinen Krieg. Er hatte seine inneren Kämpfe. Als Begünstigter der Rettung war die Schreiben von Verzweiflung sein einziger Ausweg. Er musste sein Leben nehmen, um den Schmerz zu beenden. Und er wollte, dass du dich ihm anschließt, damit ihr beide gemeinsam von der Qual befreit werdet. Aber er übersah die Tatsache, dass du, im Gegensatz zu ihm, bereits in Verzweiflung lebtest. Alles, was ihm wichtig war, hatte dir nie gehört. Die Zerstörung dieser Welt bedeutete dir nichts.

Isolde: Mein Kopf tut wirklich weh.

Kakania: Also du hast ihm aus Mitleid den Abzug gedrückt.

Isolde: Ich kann nichts sehen. Könntest du bitte das Licht im Raum dimmen?

Kakania: Betrachte dieses Gemälde! Schau dir diese Spiegel an, Isolde! Was hat ihr der Anführer von Manus Vindictae gezeigt? Was ist "der Weg zur Rettung"? Ist er ein Zauber, ein Ritual?! Du bist die einzige, die es weißt!

[the-eclectic-wonderer]

Me reading the description of episode 30: oh, that's fine! that's not so bad! i can deal with that!

Me after listening to episode 30:

[trashcreatyre]

Realized I can finally draw the stupid idea I had a few years ago now that I can actually draw him lol

[abyssalhuntersnerd]

Happy Birthday to the biggest little shit I know, I love you so much it hurts, seriously. Thank you for blessing us with your existence another year. <3 Lots of technical difficulties with this one but at least I can draw again. :')

[six-demon-bag]

WYATT RUSSELL as John Walker THUNDERBOLTS* (2025) (trailer here)

for @captainpikeachu

[can-of-slorgs]

caw 🦅

[bacchuschucklefuck]

In the vein of your class swap au, I have a crack au where the Bad Kids eventually end up having all the classes between the six of them, and essentially become a self-contained powerhouse. They all start with their canon Junior classes, but eventually-

Riz, in his goal of being the most perceptive person ever, takes to Ranger. It also helps with his long range guns, which he and Gorgug start personalising in semi-illegal ways

Adaine goes for Monk. It’s difficult, because Monk and Wizard aren’t that compatible, but Adaine has the know-how and innate anger to take it on

Kristin looks into the background of her nature/solar Godesses, and takes some levels of Druid to help with interpreting the symbolism and imagery, and eventually uses the spells similar to clerical. Doesn’t use beast forms often, but finds them especially useful when Kristin’s dex or athletics would fail

Not sure how Sorcerer would play into it. Maybe Fig, with already high charisma, would accidentally fall into it, and just decides to keep it because she realises it’s the class they’re missing

this is awesome I love the idea of coming into dnd with the mentality of ash ketchum