skullfuck sensei

graphic depiction of ME by buttness

Comics, video games, bioshock, hockey, tentacles, empty landscapes, hastily deleted personal opinions, hannibal, pics of my hot butt, NSFW and gore, and up to s5 supernatural.

The Scarlet Witch to my Dr. Doom
The Dean to my Alastair
The Aziraphale to my Crowley
The Will to my Hannibal

Why? I’m not talking about killing Penguin or Scarecrow or Dent. I’m talking about him. Just him. And doing it because… because he…


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utrh    let me die    
omg cap no I did NOT NEED THAT PICTURE OF JADE IN MY LIFE HOW HAVE I NEVER SEEN THAT BEFORE CAN YOU IMAGINE HIM SNEAKING UP ON GUY AND PRETENDING TO BE A VAMPIRE WITH HIS RED GLOWING EYES AND CREEPING HIM THE FUCK OUT

I dont know if u know this pdd but jade/guy is my ultimate otp


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The Jeweled Skeletons were originally found in catacombs beneath Rome in 1578, and distributed as replacements under the belief they were Christian martyrs to churches that had lost their saint relics in the Reformation. However, for most, their identities were not known. The receiving churches then spent years covering the revered skeletal strangers with jewels and golden clothing, even filling their eye sockets and sometimes adorning their teeth with finery. Yet when the Enlightenment came around they became a little embarrassing for the sheer amount of money and excess they represented, and many were hidden away or disappeared. Koudounaris tracked down the dead survivors. [ x ] [ x ] [ x ]


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tonight I finished reading Robert Penn Warren’s greatest novel of all time All The King’s Men and then I rewatched the brilliant 1949 film but it is three in the morning and for the second time in my life I could not force myself to sit through the vastly superior adaptation but vastly inferior 2006 version


amonstar:

i did it again and i’m very sorry

but asktehbowz's ganondorf was just. so good. i had to. you understand.


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fUCK    NINTENDO BARAS    

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spn    Q    NICE    
Gruntilda's Lair
Grant Kirkhope

nintendocompositions:

Banjo-Kazooie | Gruntilda’s Lair


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PIVOTAL    
In the beginning, Dean realized that there was nothing but darkness with flashes of dull drab red lightening; he waited for something, someone, but the emptiness prevailed (he didn't see his new God floating over the miasma). The next day, he showed up, and created the earth out of the darkness and the light of Dean's soul, creating two vaults: the reality of his position and the hope of some divine savior coming for him. (1/?)

In vault of reality, He carved his body, creating oceans of blood and land out his bone and sinew. Alastair, his impending God, looked down upon him and saw it was good. The next ten years, he made vegetation on the land, letting it go to seed, producing sweet fruits colored crimson. Alastair saw it was good and ended the first decade. He worked at the vault of hope, creating false images from memories: Mary’s warm smile, John’s sporadic affirmations, and Sam, his darling little Sammy, spread out over him whispering “together forever” and the burn of Sam fucking him. Fifteen years had past and Alastair saw it was good. The next five years, he wrought animals and birds to Dean’s body. The birds plucked out his eyes swallowing them whole giving Dean a horror show as he saw their razor sharp beaks coming closer. The animals, hellhounds, made a feast of the land, devouring, gnawing through the bone to suck out the juicy marrow. In the ocean of blood, little fish multiplied, festering deep within. From years twenty and thirty, Alastair organized the creatures and vegetation, classifying them, partaking of the fat of land and sea. He particularly loved Dean’s look of horror when feasted on the jelly of his eyes with the fruit of his loin as a spread, still flinching like the first time. So Alastair created Dean in his image, twisted dark & macabre. His order was to go forth and be fruitful, subdue the earth he beget. His order was to go forth and be fruitful, subdue the new earth he beget. To rule over the vegetation and animals as it was his right for it now his ambrosia and nectar. Alastair saw all that made and it was very good by the thirtieth year. Thus the righteous man had fallen. The day (a Sunday, bloody Sunday) after the thirtieth year, he had completed his work and rested. Alastair blessed that day and made it holy, celebrating it with the body and bloody of the righteous man. (5/5)

oH MY GOD

KAT = GOD

ALASTAIR = GOD

WOWEE


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http://pomeranianprivilege.tumblr.com/post/98853513893/forte-fievre-there-are-many-issues-with 

forte-fievre:

There are many issues with contemporary Western feminism but one of the biggest flaws it has today is the abandonment of the dialectical method of understanding historical materialism and how capital ties itself with identity and difference. So, many western feminists (liberal…


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brilliant    feminism    think radically