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skyfall + text posts
@bossiisms
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gunkanjiima:
gunkanjiima:
skyfall + text posts
@bossiisms
“Hello, James. Welcome. Do you like the island? My grandmother had an island. Nothing to boast of, you could walk around it in an hour. But still, it was - it was a paradise for us. One summer, we went for a visit, and discovered the place had been infested with rats. They’d come on a fishing boat and gorged themselves on coconut. So how do you get rats off an island, hmm? My grandmother showed me. We buried an oil drum and hinged the lid. Then we wired coconut to the lid as bait, and the rats would come for the coconut, and *plink, plink, plink, plink, plink* they would fall into the trap. And after a month, you’ve trapped all the rats. But what do you do then? Throw the drum into the ocean? Burn it? No. You just leave it. And they begin to get hungry, and one by one *nibbling sounds* they start eating each other. Until there are only two left. The two survivors. And then what? Do you kill them? No. You take them, and release them into the trees. But now, they don’t eat coconut anymore. Now, they only eat rat. You have changed their nature. The two survivors, this is what she made us.”
favourite movie monologues - Javier Bardem in Skyfall (2012)
► SEVERINE.
❛ DARLING, ❜ he coos, voice saturated && DRIPPING with an almost peculiar sense of FONDNESS.. of saccharine sentiment. ( so god, WHY does it sound so h a u n t i n g still--? )
❛ i knew you could not STAY AWAY -- no, not for long, ❜
you cried wolf, so i came running. QUESTION: am i the wolf or the savior? is my smile too sharp or just my teeth? ANSWER: come a little closer.
efb | questions & answers, #2 (via aesterismos)
viewtokill replied to your post “viewtokill replied to your post “ pops on this blog singularly...”
i hope you eat a poisoned coconut u bastard
a gentle, amused hum to compliment -- arm-in-arm -- the grin pulling harshly into his features. ❛ YOU COULD SAY I AM - hm - flushing you out, mister bond.. just.. like a RAT, ❜
viewtokill replied to your post “ pops on this blog singularly to troll @viewtokill and...”
fake news
why have the lights begun to flicker in bond’s flat? isn’t that a bit counter-productive as far as hangovers are concerned? ... is that the fire alarm sounding outside the door??
pops on this blog singularly to troll @viewtokill and @bossiisms
update: and @tcmbraider
pops on this blog singularly to troll @viewtokill and @bossiisms
I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUU
❛ JUST.. AS I LOVE YOU, nonny. .. hm, ❜
If you must mourn, my love Mourn with the moon and the stars up above If you must mourn, Don’t do it alone ( @gunkanjiima )
recklessbarbieklaus:
friendly reminder that even if i take ages to reply, i still want to roleplay with you
❛ ANGER makes you stupid. STUPID gets you killed. ❜
starter call. ( accepting ) @gunkanjiima !
peroxide brows PULL close, chiseling a deep crevice into flesh. for aye, there be something there to stir within his innards.. something that shall twitch elongated digits at their LOOSE place in rest at his sides, && though the jaw be p a r t e d in brief silence: it is a quiet just as quickly STRANGLED OUT by words to ooze from the tongue.
❛ ANGER--? NO, MISS WREN; no, you have MISTAKEN me for man of - mm - shorter tempers. .. i am not angry. and i do not PLAN to die today. ❜
► HART.
❛ second chances. ❜ marty repeats, flinging out his arms, as if gesturing to the fantastic exhibit between him and the man behind the bars. ❛ you call this a second chance ?❜
a soft hum rumbles from the nose, though the EYES OF THE BEAST do not falter to gaze upon the carnage before him. nay, viridian hues be careful in their hold, steady && unwavering upon the other. ( o’ predator, take your eyes away from your prey, and should it not exercise it’s right to slip away--? )
parted lips breath a sigh through the teeth, though any slivers of rising CHUCKLE that bubble from the gut are swallowed back to keep his voice steady: ❛ YES, ACTUALLY, I DO; after all, i didn’t kill YOU, did i, mister hart--? ❜
Reblog if your muse is 6'0" or taller
► RAVEN.
“ nevermore. “ pay attention to me. the pet bird follows his heel closely, deigns to poke him in the middle of his spine.
@gunkanjiima.
&& yet the corvid’s INCESSANT pestering does not d e t e r his gait; may it merit the TILTING of the king’s peroxide-maned skull, and that be it.
❛ DO NOT NOT YET UNDERSTAND that there are much more pressing things to tend to in a day--? all i ask is for a MOMENT’S peace. ❜