might fuck around and walk into a thick fog and never return idk
# if no homo then why—
The story I’m writing about is about the Lugh of the Tuatha de Danann, the ancient race of Gods in old Ireland. You weren’t small. I was a king. You were a God King. You were God of the sun, of luck, of craft, art, of everything valuable to civilization. The Shining One, they called you.
Eliot Spencer in 1.06 The Card Game Job
Bonus:
Give me a sword, I’ll win this war for you.
Val Kilmer as Madmartigan in Willow
zombie meme: 2/10 movies → 28 Days Later 2002
“It started as rioting. But right from the beginning you knew this was different. Because it was happening in small villages, market towns. And then it wasn’t on the TV any more. It was in the street outside. It was coming in through your windows. It was a virus. An infection. You didn’t need a doctor to tell you that.”
have you tried yelling
i have no idea what youre referring to but of course ive tried yelling
Aneurin Barnard as Richard III in THE WHITE QUEEN (2013)
i think i’m going to become an unreliable narrator. if you see me obscuring the full truth or saying things that directly contradict each other, don’t worry about it.
“I want to walk into the sea and never come back. I want the tide to take me out of me and give me someone else.”
— Disco Pigs
Pushing Daisies | 2x04 “Frescorts”
nah bro YOU live in a society. i live in a hole in the ground. not a nasty, dirty, wet hole with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and th
OP was forced to go on an adventure with Gandalf before they finished their post
op is definitely dead and by rights i’m moving into their blog