Thinking about how Odysseus carved the wedding bed out of an olive tree, which means the bed is rooted in the ground.
Thinking about the line “You don’t think I know my own palace? I built it!”.
Thinking about the fact that Odysseus built his entire palace around that olive tree, his and Penelope’s wedding bed, a symbol of their love.
Odysseus’ world is literally built around his love for Penelope.
…..i’m not crying, i just have an odypen in my eye.
hii silly question for silly guy, if you could swap your brain for literally anything (the functions stay the same and it doesnt feel wierd or uncomfortable the only thing different is that ofc you know about it and if they would x ray your head it would be visible on there) what would you swap it for?
Far more Plutonium than could reasonably fit inside a human skull. At first everyone would be like "OMG he's got plutonium for a brain" and that would freak everyone right out. But then one scientist in the corner would quietly observe that if their measurements are right there is more Plutonium in there than is physically possible. They'll be ignored and shouted down, plutonium-for-a-brain feels like a bigger deal than a simple mass discrepancy. But those people would be wrong. Over time people will realise that plutonium-for-a-brain is weird yes but "there's-more-mass-here-than-the-space-time-should-be-able-to-accomodate" is far, far weirder, more exciting and more dangerous. The public are confused, "we thought plutonium-for-a-brain was the big story. What do you mean it wasn't? Shut up nerd!" Meanwhile NASA is going absolutely bat-shit trying to investigate what can only be described as a localised, stable, benign wormhole. People dedicate lifetimes of study to the phenomena and through that potentially unlock technologies for interstellar travel and beyond. Then aeons ahead in the deep future when everything we have ever known is stardust, the human galactic empire has risen and fallen and there nothing left but the weightless detritus of a once space faring civilisation there will be my humble little noggin still bouncing around perplexing those that come after... "Zarlax? I think this skull is full of plutonium?" "That's not all Firtzlebeen, unless I'm mistaken, there's too much Plutonium..."
Guess who’s backkkk with more cringe 💪💪 omg I started listening to the Magnus archives and dude. Beating jon with hammers I love that prick <33
Jon and Martin as a couple actually mean the world to me. As an ace person, I hardly ever get to see media that represents asexuality in a way that feels realistic to my experience. Romance is important to me, but it’s always tied in with sex as if they are inseparable. Most ace characters are aroace, and I have literally never come across an ace character in a romantic relationship until Jon and Martin. I think that’s part of the reason they’ve taken over my brain so much in a way no other ship I’ve come across has so intensely. On top of the fact that I love their characters and the TMA universe as a concept like they have lowkey changed my life.
Temples are built for gods. Knowing this a farmer builds a small temple to see what kind of god turns up.
quick tma piece for my perspective class ^_^
i gotta draw protocol sometime
a party of adventurers that are all equally convinced that they are in completely different forms of media
every time i listen to “you’re a mean one mr. grinch” i can’t help but sit there and think “what did the grinch do to hurt you?” because dude just stands there for 2 minutes and 58 seconds and drags the grinch into the dirt
hey girl. why you so eye