CARSON SHAW & GRETA GILL
A LEAGUE OF THEIR OWN | Season 1
CARSON SHAW & GRETA GILL
A LEAGUE OF THEIR OWN | Season 1
You know, I never stop to think… that the light is billions of years old by the time we see it. From the beginning of time, right past us into the future. Nothing is ancient in the universe. Maybe they are souls, Scully – traveling through time as starlight, looking for homes.
You know what you look like to me, with your good bag and your cheap shoes? You look like a rube. A well scrubbed, hustling rube with a little taste. Good nutrition’s given you some length of bone, but you’re not more than one generation from poor white trash, are you, Agent Starling? And that accent you’ve tried so desperately to shed: pure West Virginia. What is your father, dear? Is he a coal miner? Does he stink of the lamp? You know how quickly the boys found you… all those tedious sticky fumblings in the back seats of cars… while you could only dream of getting out… getting anywhere… getting all the way to the FBI.
Minimalism of Morning by Aeromast
moodboard: the 100 ladies; modern au [1/?]
∟ commander lexa
anxiety: they hate you
me: who hates me
anxiety: they
the walking dead meme: ½ locations • greene family farm “This place is beautiful. I can’t believe how serene it is. How untouched. You’re lucky.” (click for bigger size)
When I was a kid I asked my grandpa once if he ever killed any Germans in the war. He wouldn’t answer. He said that was grown-up stuff, so I asked if the Germans ever tried to kill him. But he got real quiet. He said he was dead the minute he stepped into enemy territory. Every day he woke up and told himself, “Rest in peace. Now get up and go to war.” And then after a few years of pretending he was dead he made it out alive. That’s the trick of it, I think. We do what we need to do and then we get to live. (…) I know we’ll be okay. Because this is how we survive. We tell ourselves that we are the walking dead.
The Walking Dead ( 2010 ~ )
me: *logs on n ruins everyones dash*
“The world that we knew is dead. And this new world is ugly. It’s harsh. It’s survival of the fittest. And that’s a world I don’t wanna live in, and I don’t believe that any of you do.”
character posters // clexa // the 100
‘the grey rain curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it’