"The Whole Film Is A Jigsaw Puzzle Of Locations In Rome And Studio Builds. We Built The Elements Of The

"what drugs were they on when they made this" says the most uncreative person in the world

CATE BLANCHETT as GALADRIEL THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING (2001) | Costume by Ngila Dickson

Love the scene in The Terror where the bisected bodies of two different people are stacked together and posed by what, up until now, everyone had no reason to believe wasn't just a regular polar bear and all the guys are like:

Evening Embers - Keita Morimoto , 2025.

Japanese , b. 1990 -

Oil on panel , 116.7 x 91 cm. 45.9 x 35.8 in.

Year 1-5 of Skyrim being out: WOOOOOOOOW!!! Look at this sick war hammer Malacath gave me! This is so awesome, I-- YOOOOOOOO!!!! THAT DRAGON IS FIGHTING A GIANT, LET'S GOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Year 5-10 of Skyrim being out: I am roleplaying a deeply religious Dunmer. I will ONLY use the Ebony Mail, the Ebony Blade, and Azura's Star. I will follow their teachings, and only their teachings. The only times I don't follow their teachings is if I am literally forced on another path. I will shun and destroy any deity that is not Maphala, Boethia, or Azura. The Good Three are my light and my way.

Year 10+ of Skyrim being out: Hello Generic NPC. I know things about you. So many things. All of the things. I know where you sleep. I know what factions you're a part of. I have the sound of your foot steps memorized, I speak your words before you do. I desire for you, Generic NPC. Oh, not for anything as complex or personal as lust, Generic NPC. Nor hate. Nor is there any judgment here, Generic NPC. My reasons are more ancient, more sinister and, yes, more benevolent than anything you know too. I will follow you home, Generic NPC. I will watch you sleep, Generic NPC. I will cook only the meals you consume, Generic NPC. I will become you, Generic NPC. I will--

been stewing on an analytical approach to fiction which I call "is this book afraid of me?" and in order to answer this question you determine how hard the book is trying to make sure you don't come after the writer on twitter

Arthur Trevethin Nowell- Captives, 1887.

Betye Saar - Celestial Universe, 1988

The dragon's crooked spine

Will never straighten into line

Halloween 1976