Pazoriés

obligatory reblog of this after I forgot to bookmark them (again)

casual reminder that this museum has their entire collection digitized and available free for public use: https://art.thewalters.org/ and they have armor/weapons there

be careful with what series you watch/read during emotional points in your life because they will forever contain a ghost of your past self within it now

My favorite part of my dnd group right now is that their collective anxiety creates a better story than I do when planning the session. 

i am the way i am bc i watched the last unicorn as a child

been thinking a lot recently about how Christianity took crucifixion, a symbol of complete humiliation and defeat at the hands of the Roman Empire, and turned it into a symbol of God’s infinite and incomprehensible love for all of creation

To me Henry has always been a mischievous little shit for nothing but love of the game. It just so happens he can use those troublemaking skills in service of his mission. But I don’t trust anyone who thinks he’s this paragon of virtue and God’s perfect warrior. He’s my rotten little thief. My wretched poacher. Bohemias most outrageous liar.

here this is for you *hands you a fic where i tore out a piece of myself still dripping blood and crammed it in between the lines and disguised it as a simple little story that i put on the internet for hundreds of strangers to see and maybe read and maybe think about*

And of course the second part of the tragedy, which is: which quadrant did you think you were in vs. which one you were really in