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thegeminisage · 11 months

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i wanna sleep sooo bad but i dont have time so instead im playing the legend of zelda tears of the kingdom flamin hot cheetos edition

yk whats wild is that like. while the water temple and low grav FUCKING ruled it did not feel like a proper dungeon. neither did the skyship. but THIS feels like a dungeon. even tho i know its only 5 objectives again lol

i really like how theres no boundary between this and the rest of the underworld, which i can see clearly from here. not like the divine beasts - there's no seams

it's also really fun for me & 3 sages to gang up on enemies lol i cant even imagine how crowded its gonna get with 4 (or more?!) of them

the music is such a good callback to oot as well - not any of the same tunes but def the same atmosphere

THE GONGS......this is truly chefs fingers. mwah

I CAN HEAR VAH RUDANIA IN THIS THEME......sick

OH THIS CART THING...i'm fighting the guy like from the trailer 😭

whoa they brought daruk's theme in as well...this is so muuuch it's so SAD. like he's dead!!!!!

holy shit my framerate lol

ohhh my god the way the music then died down when i got the last gong. AAAUGHGHGHG

man this boss must need a lot of arrows cuz its all ive been getting

GOHMA?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

HELLOOOOOOOO

oh my god they EVEN!!!!! did the eye on the ceiling!!!!!!!!!!!

i'm so happy to see this bitch again after 25 years. square tf up

SHE LITERALLY STARTED CRAWLING ON THE CEILING IM SO HAPPY...................

GOT HER ASS!!!! again :')

wait this genuinely brought tears to my eyes. he was all ohhhh idk if i can do it but i gotta try and man that gets me right Here

also, if im not mistaken, they used a similar musical cue to when daruk said "you better tell those other champions to eat their gravel if they wanna keep up with daruk" and MAAAAAN 😭

NO MORE MARBELED ROCK ROAST!!!!!!! thank fuck

ok im talking to some npcs and it says "gorons are born of the land" and these guys are "rock brothers" because they were born in the same place...so like what the mountain just spits them out?? really close to my "their dads carve them out of lava" theory actually

ok, i have to quit for now, but WHAT an amazing dungeon, truly!!!

#personal #loz blogging #totk lb #totk spoilers

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teeto-peteto · 7 months

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Okay. I’m not done ranting yet. Something that particularly irks me is when people… “waifu” the female characters? Like, the fanart gives them all the same face, the same curious/innocent blush? And I don’t know. It’s weird.

*switching sides...* (im joking i just like having the name i gave myself when i was 15, cringe and not shameless)

Absolutely marbelous rant indeed and this is highly tied up to the hypersexualization that goes over the internet and a lot of social situations that happen to internet users along the years of using social media and being exposed to pornography.

I will try not to rant too much and overextend but fair warning: It will most probably happen. Sadly, this happens all the time. Its no secret that League Of Legends is one of the most searched and most profitable sources to produce porn off. Im not sure if you're referring to this or just making slightly suggestive art of random characters like Diana and giving her this innocent girl-esque type of personality that is literally not hers...? Either way both are tied to hypersexualization and the roles given to women that still prevail nowdays.

Being completely honest, this is partially Riot's fault. No secret they always sexualize their characters (Both male and female but, you know, in comparasion the women sexualization is heavier) and they dont even try to stop this. Small design opinion/concept: I think they should have done Briar very very skinny, to the point of bones marking, instead of making her a feast for people with thigh and feet fixations. Its not bad that she has this body type and it somewhat makes sense why her thighs are like that but... You know, they could have given her this very famelic and ''creepy'' (not because anorexia is creepy, but because her vampire in starve condition everyone dismisses) look, make everytime she moves around that her bones crack or rattle... more thristy, more hungry. At this point she just looks like a girl that craves for chicken nuggets. She's would be creepy not because of her body type but because of this failed experiment 'russian sleep experiment'-esque type of character.

Yet they gave her a normal look. I dont want to think that the feet were intentional, i honestly dont want to think it that way... I just prefer to think that people fixated on this because of fetish and not because Riot thought it was a marketable strategy to sell a barefoot champion...

Ever noticed that League Of Legends porn featuring male champions (In heterosexual intercourses) are often the dominant, degradating and disrespectful? Ever noticed that the least manly characters of the same gender are often ridiculized or only used in meme porn? Ever noticed how female champions no matter her personality or sexuality (Portrayed in heterosexual intercourses) are 99% of the time the submissive part, being degradated and humilliated to the point of abuse of sexual, physical and mental type? And that it apparently turns on people? Ever noticed how the POC characters both male and female are either ridiculized or extremely fetishized in racist ways? Ever noticed that characters who are confirmed lesbians are portrayed in a fetishized way for heterosexual men even having them with male sexual interaction because 'oh we are lesbians but we'd love to have ur dick in our mouth'? Ever noticed there's porn of Annie and nobody gives a flying fuck and excuses it as jokes? The Zoe never ending discussion of 'she's 10000 years old she's allowed to be pornifyed'? Ever noticed there is bestiality in this community and nobody gives a flying fuck either?

When you form yourself a community of heterosexual men that will degradate women for even enjoying the same game they do, and you extend your hand as a company to give them sexualized by base characters, and you also give this to creepy artists, wich always have demand of new artwork portraying characters this way. League fanbase doesnt respect shit. Im not saying everything has to be vanilla but how damn high is the percentage of porn can be considered abuse and non-con? Why the fuck is this so normalized.

Look, to summarize, and using Diana's example for before. Its okay if you want to (for example) headcanon Diana or make a canon divergence where she is a lolita-dressed girl that is stubborn but sweet in the end. That is completely fine. It is not okay to portray Diana in a childish, exploitative and lolicon type brat just so you can jack off.

my honest opinion: do not expose yourself to league of legends porn. I've done it, and its traumatizing to watch sometimes, at least for a person like me who is both very sensitive to a lot of topics but also very radical with own opinions. Do not watch porn in general. Its the best advice you can get out there. Im being completely honest.

#maybe this was offtopic and im very sorry #its 4:22 am i dont even know where i am

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pjo-hoo-nextgen · 6 years

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Balance Part III

Storm clouds rolled overhead in a dark turmoil as lightning flashed sporadically to illuminate the dark marbled floor.

“I’m bored,” Enyo glowered gazing down at a large empty chess board, “the plan is taking too long. It’s been months.”

“Have patience sister.” Eris smiled faintly.

“I can feel the power stirring, it’s growing stronger, and if it finds a host we’re doomed!” Enyo’s fists clenched in anger.

“I’m aware of her waking.” Eris’ amusement turned into a glare. “I was the one who felt it first, did I not?”

“Yes.”

“Then trust me,” Eris shifted slightly in her throne to rest her chin in her hand. “She won’t be getting far. Leah is almost ready.”

“She has no stomach for this Eris, you’ve seen the way she hesitates,” Enyo shook her head and continued to pace about.

“She’ll learn.”

“And if not?”

“Then we find another solution!” Eris snapped. Her sister’s persistent questioning was wearing on her nerves. “Do you doubt me?”

“Of course not.”

“Then be quiet.” Eris’ glare would have killed any mortal but all it did was silence Enyo. The goddess of Chaos turned her attention to a thin figure sitting cross legged upon the cold floor. “Darling, how is it?”

“Difficult,” Leah breathed. A light sheen of sweat covered her skin and her brow furrowed in deep concentration. “I get close but something’s pushing me back.”

“Push harder,” Eris encouraged.

“I have!” Leah insisted.

“Imagine a thin blade.” A light silver weapon formed in the palm of Eris’ hand where it glinted menacingly in the light. “It does not kill by brute force, no, it takes a slow patient process. A surgical precision. A slight cut here and there, but when you find the weak point, the chink in the armor, that’s when you strike.”

Both goddesses watched Leah curiously until the young girl’s shoulders relaxed and her breathing grew even. “Okay, I-I did it.”

“Good,” Eris smiled, “now that you’re there what do you see?”

“A temple. It’s old and caved in. The marble is faded in color so it looks grey. Vines and weeds fill the cracks but there’s-“ Leah struggled once more against the force trying to push her prodding away, “a pool of water in a gold basin. I’ve never seen anything so clear before.”

“She’s found it.” Enyo’s eyebrows arched in surprise. “After all this time a child finds the temple of O-“

Eris held up a firm hand silencing her sister. “Don’t look into it.”

“I won’t.” Leah promised.

“Is it guarded?” Eris questioned.

“No, it’s open. Nothing stands in the way except nature.” Leah’s hands began to shake from exertion.

“Good girl.” Eris laughed deeply. “Tell me, where is it?”

Leah shook her head in confusion, “I don’t know. I can show you but-“

“Then show me.” Eris closed her eyes and sure enough Leah’s aura reached out to hers before an image flashed across the goddess’ eyes. “Mmm, perfect.”

“Is it truly there?” Enyo frowned.

“Indeed it is sister,” Eris opened her eyes slowly, reveling in the victory. “Well done Leah, truly I’m proud. You may rest darling. You’ve done an incredible service.”

Leah let out a deep sigh of relief and turned to look at her mother. A happy glint reflected in the girl’s eyes, she’d made her mother proud. “What will you do now?”

“Well, I’m going to do something I’ve waited for... for a long time.” Eris stood from her throne with a regal air and she locked eyes with her sister. “Shall we?”

— — —

“It worked for Maria so I’ll ask my Dad if he can bring some of it over for you,” Grey smiled from the other end of the Iris message. Apparently he’d figured out some sort of sleeping tonic.

“Thanks Grey, you’re the best.” Thia smiled warmly. “Tell Jaxon I sad hi for me would you?”

“Of course.” Grey nodded, his blonde hair was fluffy from drying after his previous shower. “See you around kiddo.”

“You too.” Grey swiped his hand through the mist cutting the connection and leaving Thia to sit alone on her bed.

A light knock on her door sounded before Thalia poked her head into the room, “Goodnight kid. If you need anything come slap me with a pillow so I wake up, and then I’ll help.”

“Mama you’re such a dork!” Thia snorted before tossing a small pillow at her.

“I know.” Thalia winked before flicking off the lights and shutting the door gently.

All things considered, the day hadn’t been so bad. Sleep should have been nice and wonderful but it wasn’t. Instead of the soupy, chaotic red an old decrepit temple emerged. The structure was failing horribly and nature was using it as a play ground.

Overall, it held a powerful and ancient whimsical atmosphere to it. Thia wouldn’t mind spending all day there writing in her journal. She was certain it was peaceful and calm.

A violent flash of red exploded across the scenery before settling to reveal two very ominous and familiar people. Eris took a deep breath as a smirk crossed her lips. “Finally, after all this time.”

Enyo glanced about wearily as if she expected something to leap from the shrubs and attack them. Eris’ armored feet clapped lightly upon the old marbel as she circled the old building slowly. “What to start with?”

“The engravings?” Enyo offered. The goddess’ eyes lit up to mirror the look of a kid in a candy store.

“Why not?” Eris shrugged looking coy. An old medieval mace appeared in Enyo’s hand and with a violent swing it slammed nastily into a marbled face. Thia’s stomach coiled in knots.

Enyo milled about striking at every peaceful looking engraving she could find. Each hit brought a knew wave of sickness and pain over Thia and she didn’t know why, but she wanted it to stop.

“This is why you must change your dreams.” The same smooth and ancient voice beckoned at the back of Thia’s mind.

“I don’t understand! Make it stop.” Thia pleaded.

“The pillars.” Eris directed. Enyo slammed the mace into a thick column with vigor. She laughed each time chunks of beautiful stone fell away.

“You do.” The voice countered.

“No I don’t!” Thia argued.

“Alas, my friend. It’s time to get rid of your sacred pool.” Eris peered evilly into the water. It was clearer than any liquid Thia had ever seen before. Not an ounce of imperfection seemed to rest in it. “No anointed hero of yours will stop me this time.”

“Think my dear,” The voice encouraged, “Are you not gentle, kind, level headed, none judgmental, a defender, a-“

“I have no powers!” Thia protested. “If you want a hero I can’t be it!”

“You’re wrong child.”

“How?” Thia begged.

“Don’t you see? Power makes people crave more of it. It offers temptation for foul and chaotic deeds. You’ve grown up knowing what others have not. You know the pain of judgment, and strife, and cruelty. It’s why you’re so tender hearted. Your blood is pure, crafted by the hand of a god himself, you were made for this.” Despite the soothing sound of the invisible woman’s voice Thia found herself hyperventilating.

“No. No, I was made because my grandfather wanted to play nice with my mom!” Thia’s eyes welled with tears as her anxiety increased and the panic set in further.

“Thia, why else would a god make a child? This has happened only once before with the Christian religion. Everything has a purpose, even your birth. You’ve always been destined to be my champion.”

“Champion for what?”

“To restore what the world needs most. Eris has grown too strong and I’ve grown weak.” Thia’s gaze settled once more on the temple that was crumbling further.

“Today is the day Order dies.” Eris’ eyes held a crazy sort of light to them as her hand glowed a vibrant red.

“Order-“ Thia gasped.

“Yes, I am Order.” There was a smile in the voice’s words. “She cannot destroy my sacred pool should I anoint a champion. The ancient powers won’t allow it. Should you accept your destined role my spirit would be tied to you. Then, and only then, is there the potential to undo all that Eris has done. You could save your friend.”

Thia was at a loss. She didn’t know what to do. A major decision like this shouldn’t require mere seconds of contemplation but Eris was ready to kill. Order seemed to sense the girl’s decision behind all of the panic and the sacred pool flowed a faint blue.

Eris’ eyes widened in disbelief. “No. NO!”

“You’re my champion.” Order informed.

“I’m a pawn.”

“As everyone is my dear.”

— — —

Thia woke up with the sheets of her bed sticking to her from sweet. Her chest heaved and her face was damp with tears. She felt like throwing up. “She’s lying. She’s lying, she has to be.”

“Hey, I said wake me up with a pillow. I didn’t say yell.” Thia jumped nearly a foot in the air and turned to see Thalia leaning tiredly in the doorway. She was joking of course, but Thia couldn’t bring herself to laugh.

“I need to go to Olympus.”

Thia’s statement was met with a long pause before Thalia flicked the lights of her room on. “Now? It’s two in the morning.”

“Please.” The plea in Thia’s voice brought a look of worry to Thalia’s face.

“Yeah, okay. Why?”

“There’s something I don’t think grandpa told any of us about.” Thia tucked a damp strand of hair behind her ear.

“Not surprised,” Thalia scoffed. “Get dressed and be downstairs in five. I’ll get your mom up if she doesn’t kill me.“

“Bear mode.” Thia smiled faintly. If there was a single rule in the house that was always followed it was that Reyna was not to be woken up if someone wanted to keep their life.

“Yeah, bear mode.”

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