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I know I've posted this old doodle before at least once but I just came across this scene in gif form and it made me laugh out loud yet again. Athos, you are so done with Aramis.

#lexicon defining #the musketeers

rubysunnday

THE MUSKETEERS (2014 - 2016)Tamla Kari as Constance Bonacieux

#my best friend constance!#the musketeers

sophsun1

Derry Girls – 1.05

#in honor of pride month #derry girls

filmtvtoday

DERRY GIRLS 3.08 | The Haunting

#a true all timer #derry girls

kaijuyuri

star wars fans really just make anything up

byjove

I’m not Glup Shitto-ing you. He has a sexstache and everything.

starwarsheritageposts

star wars heritage post

tomthanx

Happy Pride to Biggs Darklighter

#always #sw

theawkwardterrier

Wednesday 100: Sins of the Father

"Just had a great talk with your girl," says Paul Hobbes, approaching where Frank is pouring another drink.

Frank nods, taking a sip as his eyes move to Bree beside old Professor Edwards. Hobbes follows his gaze

"Whip-smart, that one. Definitely more mature than any of those co-eds I'm teaching," he continues; the sly, grasping eagerness there makes Frank want to say, "She's barely eighteen, you bastard. The stuffed rabbit from when she was born is still on her nightstand."

Claire, he recalls, was nineteen. He was five years older than Hobbes.

He says nothing, drinking to the bitter dregs.

#partaking in our favorite pastime: killing frank with my mind #this is so good leah!#the opportunity to be a frank hater always takes precedent over being a 20 year separation hater #outlander

currentlycryingaboutlancelot

disney movies today are like we animated chris pine and made him sing lyrics about paying rent and we made a silly quirky clumsy princess and we talk about wishes, what more could you want. disney movies from the 90s are like you are in paris and the eyes of God stare down upon your sins no matter where you try to escape. you will be forced to reconcile with them when the child you’ve gained through the shedding of blood rises up against you and you fall to death and damnation. oh and we added singing gargoyles :))

#we used to be a country etc etc #d

southfarthing

@lotrweek day four: green | the land

The green earth, say you? That is a mighty matter of legend, though you tread it under the light of day!

#lotr

philtstone

nobody cares where the birds have gone: chapter 2

Fic summary: Nineteen and engaged, Claire had a hard time picturing what it would one day feel like for her child to leave home. Of course, she cannot give Fergus too many overbearing maternal directives to chart his path to independence by now - certainly not since he found out she was once nineteen, and engaged.

Excerpt:

She walks Brianna up the stairs to the room she shares with Willie and makes sure she is securely beneath the covers. Bree allows two goodnight kisses before Claire returns to the living room, where she proceeds to ignore the pain in her back and carefully wrestle the glasses from Jamie’s face while the TV is still giving her some light. The laptop is moved next. He wakes up, barely.

“Claire …?” he slurs.

“If you don’t move, your neck’ll have hell to pay tomorrow,” Claire says. “I’m afraid I can’t quite lug you to the bed by your pits anymore.” She did that once, early days. Before Brianna and Willie, but just after Fergus, when he had the accident with his hand. That, and six hours in the bitter cold fetching special-order roofing tiles with a van whose engine had not been serviced meant fever so bad he collapsed without warning in the kitchen. She has mostly stopped blaming herself for missing the warning signs. She was pregnant at the time. She’d thought, maybe after the first one, she’d finally look into starting medical school.

“Mmm,” Jamie says. “C’mere. Lie wi’ me.” But it’ll be bad on her back.

“Maybe tomorrow.” She presses her lips softly against his forehead and wonders what the hell she’s meant to do next. “I promise.”