"Take me to church,
I’ll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies,
I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife,
Offer me that deathless death good God, let me give you my life!”
MY ALARM GOES OFF SO I ROLL OVER AND CHECK MY PHONE AND MY AMERICAN GODS GOOGLE ALERT HAS DELIVERED THIS BOUNTY UNTO ME????????
AM I STILL FUCKING DREAMING, I THOUGHT I WOULD NEVER SEE THE GODDAMN DAY, BRYAN FULLER YOU ARE MAKING MY WILDEST DREAMS COME TRUE ONE CARNIVOROUS VAGINA AT A TIME
I don’t even know shit about American Gods but both of these headlines are GOLD
…this piece was based on three things. Despite that realmatically, this probably can’t happen, my artistic side didn’t care…(It says, ‘Screw realmatics’, so it’s not particularly nice either). There’s this seen in Mistborn 2, near the very beginning, when Elend asks Vin, who watches over her. Of course, she thinks, Kelsier…despite that he was dead…
I use to hate that scene. It just seemed like a kick in the face (somehow).
Later, I realized, in a way though, she’s right, Kelsier might be dead, but he’s still in the cognitive realm…and though the realms don’t work like that (I think), there’s still a sense that yeah, he still watches over her…(and the others, too)…
On the edge of the hollow Maladict was lounging against a tree. There was this about vampires: they could never look scruffy. Instead, they were … what was the word … déshabille. It meant untidy, but with bags and bags of style.
Polly and Mal, from Monstrous Regiment by Pratchett, who flirt for the whole fucking book and no one will convince me otherwise.