People disappear when they die. Their voice, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living memory of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. Yet for some there is an exception to this annihilation.
— Diane Setterfield, The Thirteenth Tale
Now that’s a muse
This is the muse that I deserve *nods*
ART HARDER MOTHERFUCKER
It sounded like something cr1tikal would do, so I decided to do it
Cr1tikal as the captain of flight 195 who challenged the other flight to a race
okay so my dad finally found his copy of the two towers and oh mY GOD IT LOOKS LIKE A ROMANCE NOVEL I CAN’T STOP LAUGHINFG WHENEVER I SEE IT
LOO K AT LEGOLAS’ MULLET CZKLANXNKSKAHX AND GIMLI’S JUST STARIUNG INTO THE DISTANCE
ok sorry im reblogging this again because i am honestly in disbelief about this
what do you mean Dwarves die, no Dwarf died, there were only scratches no more, not even worth a healing salve, not then not now it was all a clever prank shhh don’t tell me otherwise
"Abe came out of the tank healthy if disoriented, and quickly responded to human contact, with Hellboy in particular.
Hellboy convinced BPRD director Trevor Bruttenholm to let Abe come along on minor field operations so that the fish-man could learn about the world outside the Bureau. Between April and June 1979, Abe was Hellboy’s constant companion.
In June 1979, a romance with archaeologist Anastasia Bransfield drew Hellboy away, leaving Abe largely stranded at BPRD headquarters.”