spy's wife

There’s really no point in doing anything in life because it’s all over in the blink of an eye, and the next thing you know, rigor mortis sets in.

There were whispers all through the land reaching even the farthest mountains and widest rivers about a man born with hair as pure as sunlight and eyes like frost. A man who fought each battle as if it was to be his last, a man who smiled bathed in the red river of the ones who dared to challenge him, a man so fierce and swift in his kill even mother nature herself bowed in front of him bestowing to him her beloved children.

He held his head high, his heart brave and his blade sharp, as he drifted over the battlefield with only two of his brothers by his side. Flee, if you see the golden shine of their majestic fur. Run for your life when you hear their mighty roar. And hide away if you can smell the blood on their muzzles as there is no escape when the Lion King is hunting for your life.

There once was a young prince with skin pale as moonlight and eyes gently as spring, beloved by all and envied by none. Truly wise beyond his years he ruled the kingdom with mercy and grace. He held love for all the people, every child, and every elderly, and they loved him in turn. He was their joy and their pride, the most bright jewel of the crown, and they all humbly lowered their heads as he passed blinded by his shine.

Once came the time the mightiest beast, weary from battle and with blood on its face stepped before him roaring in anger and pain, and the young prince just kindly smiled and told him alright. With this, the Lion kneeled by his feet and presented his sword for with this he had something to protect and fight for once more.

Look at these ears 💞 

“I don’t love you,” Q says.

“Prove it,” Bond says, and tips Q’s chin up. “Look at me.”

AU where Bruno and Ghiaccio meet in a 2001 music fan forum and hit if off because Bruno loves Ghiaccio’s honesty and Ghiaccio feels appreciated