Caitlin Glass likes my photos on Instagram. I feel special because she isn’t following me. :3 #feels
~The Grand Entrance~
A woman stood before him in a grassy meadow as the sun set in the background. Her fiery red hair, naturally curled in loose ringlets, was blowing out around her face with the wind. The man could see that the wind was blowing strongly around them, yet it seemed to make no sound to his ears. The world was silent.
Just a friendly reminder that this exists. :3 Chapter One of Immortal Dan, written by me (Elizabeth MacKaye)
He developed from threatening Dwarves to protecting Dwarves.
He also stopped wearing eye liner.
Oh God, we’re going to see Legolas: The Awkward Emo Years.
Thank you Mr Bloom. For a moment I was almost tempted to watch this thing.
we’re opposites, cuz i’m 0% interested in The Hobbit, but 40,000% interested in orlando bloom’s masterful performance as an elf who has perfect hair and weighs 4lbs. legolas is a gift. legolas is a role model. good night.
So this is the first completely original piece I’ve ever put on Tumblr and that’s a bit nerve-wracking but regardless, this is a song inspired by the NBC series Hannibal, lyrics and melody by me. I really hope you enjoy it! xx
THE RAVENSTAG (inspired by “Hannibal”)
blue as night, the ravenstag was flying
as you plucked the hyde, the beast stood crying
was it ever not enough to torment enough, cried out the blood in the veins
of the ravenstag who told me your name
i’ve started dreaming the most peculiar pictures
the blacks and whites and colors are richer
did you feel it kind enough, yes kind enough to plant the seed in my brain
of the ravenstag whispering your name
vulgar fruit, it gleams like vulgar diamonds
a picture of my own designing
wish they’d said beware the signs, the meats and wines of the velvet joy and the pain
of the ravenstag when he calls my name
(bridge, bach aria medley)
come into my parlor says the spider
close my eyes, the space between heartbeats grows wider
maybe i’m not brave enough or sane enough to steady the knife of the gaze
of the ravenstag as it whispers my name
morning’s come and the ravenstag’s behind me
i’m a crimson stain and no wind can dry me
is an enemy enough to keep the love of a monster that swallows and maims
the same ravenstag who knows my name?
A MUST LISTEN
You don’t even need to ask what show this relates to.
God I didn’t even realize until I read the caption that it didn’t say.
This kid should be 892% done with Rdj at this point.
So there’s this guy that dresses up like a vintage safari explorer and drives his kids around in a giant banana car back in my hometown…
…Do you live in Richard Scarry’s Busytown?
best photoset of the week award.
i feel like that’s tumblr headquarters