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Neil pls pls pls pls that turtleneck and tie combo is KILLING ME
I think today I will relax with this religious themed show with an angel who owns a bookshop and a red head demon. Surely they must be archnemesises
By Talos they are gay
I think today I will relax with this religious themed show with an angel who owns a bookshop and a red head demon. Surely they must be archnemesises
You idiot. We could have been... us.
Good Omens (2019 - ) // Our Flag Means death (2022 -)
Elrath : We shall never catch him in time, he is ghost-like
Slyvian : But we are not chasing a ghost, aren't we? Eros is merely a mad man *winks*
Elrath :
Elrath : Pray tell; dear Enchantress, doth thine foolishness contagious?
Supernatural Prequel, Good Omens season 2, what's next? Sherlock season 5?
Elrath, casually sipping her drink : And he had the audacity to say' "tHaTs nOt mY WiFe, tHaTs a hOrKeR"
Raven : Mhm, terrible indeed.
Aine, just walked into the room : Hey, can I have some of that? *points to Elrath's glass*
Raven :
Elrath :
Raven : I don't know how to say this,
Elrath : *Pours a cup of coffee and a bottle of monster energy into her glass* Girl this ain't milk-
Slyvian : How do you spell Hawaii?
Lucio : *clueless as fuk* Well all you need is two i's
Slyvian : My life is a fucking joke to u?
Elrath : You got one chance to throw that fireball. So make sure they're a threat.
Echo : Well that guy is over there taking girls *points at Molag Bal*
Elrath : Y'know what bitch imma crush his skull myself-
today’s hot take ☕☕☕
I hate the look of this man so much. I want to take a sledge hammer and hit his head with it. He’s so stupid. I bet when it hits his head it will sound like a bell gong and his head will vibrate like a cartoon and if u listen carefully there is a small pea rattling in there. That’s his brain. I hate him. I should like to poke three holes in his cranium and roll him down a bowling alley
Please don't
Probably a Drabble from my Story
“And what would you gain from it? Sheogorath,” the assassin’s words made the Prince shift on his Staff. His cat-like eyes seemed to stare into her, analyzing her, finally he spoke. “Why not?” Rose’s blood began to boil, her annoyances with Sheogorath only ended when she was asleep. He gently poked her stomach with his Staff, “ye seem like the nice enough sort. Unless that wasn’t the answer ye wanted… Think of it this way, lass. Ye die, and there’s still two little lovelies to take on the Greymarch!” Sapphire eyes widened, pushing away the macabre cane, muttering a ‘don’t touch me.’ She glared up at him, arms folded over her chest. The idea of it all made her feel even more sick. “Rosie, I trust ye. Ye know that. Ye’re my lass. My lass,” Sheogorath shifted on his feet, expression still just as satisfied. “Now, they,” he poked her stomach again, “they are our lassies. And while, aye, ye might die horribly… I remember ye saying, they were something from love? Aye?” The assassin felt the nausea rip through her once more, a sense of guilt hitting her on the head. She nodded slowly, “I… I guess I did. What of it?” Sheogorath shrugged, hand gently tipping her chin to look back at him. Their eyes met, a warm feeling rushing through the young woman’s veins. “I assumed ye’d be a bit more… Excited. Though, I suppose I could always keep the lassies and let ye die. But I won’t. Not ye…” Their gaze never broke, the seriousness in his accent making a chill run down Rose’s spine.
The Returning but every time Gelebor says 'fuck' an Atmoran dies.
Brynjolf: I just got referred to as the "Loch Ness Cockster." Gods bless my Scottish heritage.
Echo : Do you ever want to talk about your feelings, Miraak?
Miraak : No.
Alduin : I do
Echo : I know, Alduin
Alduin: I'm sad
Echo : I know, Alduin
Mercer: I'm going to kill you, Karliah! And- *squints at writing on hand* -Bran Joff.
Brynjolf: HEY!
Dragonborn: I've come here to learn-
Paarthurnax: Drem, Dovahkiin. Before we can talk, we must scream. Such is the ancient way.
Dragonborn: sick.