So, listen I’ve had this drawing in my files since I saw Mutant Mayhem in theaters and I love it but I never got the chance to finish anything up due to starting school back up this semester
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So, listen I’ve had this drawing in my files since I saw Mutant Mayhem in theaters and I love it but I never got the chance to finish anything up due to starting school back up this semester
So
Here you go
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I CAN'T stress over this fact enough.
Raistlin canonically doesn't fear death BUT HE FEARS IOLANTHE.
And both facts are stated in the SAME book.
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Raistlin Majere can tell fucking Godess of Evil to kneel, but he is genuinly in caution of the random frank woman who happens to be too friendly.
https://www.tumblr.com/gina-spike/770410577857232896
Not the journalists being messy 😂😂😂
Dropping both of these in the same day has me on the ground dead.
😂😂😂 Oh this is perfect Nonny. Thank you for the link. I just reblogged.
You just made my day so much better!
"The tie between us"
Raffles and Bunny are together again!!! And Bunny as always with so beautiful and powerful words captures the moments and his feelings:
I raised one of the blinds, I sat upon the bed, and I had that look. It left me all unable to conjecture his true state of health, but quite certain in my own mind that my dear Raffles was not and never would be the man that he had been. He had aged twenty years; he looked fifty at the very least. His hair was white; there was no trick about that; and his face was another white. The lines about the corners of the eyes and mouth were both many and deep. On the other hand, the eyes themselves were alight and alert as ever; they were still keen and gray and gleaming, like finely tempered steel. Even the mouth, with a cigarette to close it, was the mouth of Raffles and no other: strong and unscrupulous as the man himself. It was only the physical strength which appeared to have departed; but that was quite sufficient to make my heart bleed for the dear rascal who had cost me every tie I valued but the tie between us two.
I bolded those parts because they made my heart beat and cry with intensity. Raffles has changed a lot but Bunny can see in them these details that reminds him of those days together as partners in crime, and not even his fake death or the time in gaol could erase those moments.
this country, I swear…