I think I’ll try defining gravity
Cuil la Cuil ! Nouvelle génération !
Some fruits fan-service !
Merci aux amies qui m’ont conseillées de faire ça =)
sitting in my dark room with crochet
dining hall probably closes in half an hour or some bullshit because that always happens when i wait :T
Video games are so weird. Hey you just killed a giant goat man, have a pair of shoes you’re not intelligent enough to wear.
thinkin about comicon and some awesome cosplayers
the best part about seeing the joshua graham cosplayer is that he immediately agreed to a picture with sam, pulled out a bible to pose with, and asked sam “I HAVE THE GUN DO YOU WANT TO HOLD THE SPECIAL GUN”
and the homeless wizard that took a picture with sam’s homeless storm trooper costume
and then THE AWESOME NEKU COSPLAYER WHO YELLED WITH ME FOR LIKE FIVE MINUTES OVER TWEWY
No spoilers in this one for the PLvsAA game! Just imagined that the Professor and Luke would want to pay Phoenix a visit after certain flashback events in AJ.
I FOUND A BLOG
a VERY SPECIAL BLOG
because it has dozens of seven of nine photos (and other voyager photos) and i am LOSING MY SHIT
BECAUSE IN CASE ANY OF YOU HAD FORGOTTEN
I STILL HAVE AN UNHEALTHY OBSESSION WITH SEVEN OF NINE
LOOK LOOK I FOUND THIS GIF AND SAVED IT AND I HAVE BEEN SILENTLY FREAKING OUT FOR MORE THAN TEN MINUTES LOOK
I CAN DIE HAPPY NOW
Japan’s really good at textbook doodles. More examples here.
THE ATTACK ON TITAN ONE
I have loved a woman more desperately than I have loved God. I have looked to a woman more reverently than I have the sky. There, in the sulk of her bottom lip, I find myself talking about a heaven that only exists when she is looking at me,
father she has not been forged between the dip of my teeth, she is not my rib, or my left side, she is my entire stomach, she is my spine.
I have been searching for prayer, father but I have found that I can only say her name
Dear God, let me have her
Dear God, let her rest with me
Dear God, let the sky turn red from how we burn
The plum tree in our back garden has withered because I have not seen the sun for five days. I have been worshipping at the cradle of her hips
father, she has cleansed me with those hands and those eyes, I do not know how to turn unless it is towards her, I do not know where to go except in her direction.
|—||Azra.T “Take Me to Church” (via 5000letters)|