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Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
corpsebunny
quinndolyns

things boring straight dudes say:

  • i’ll put it to you this way
  • fair enough
  • sure, you could say that
  • not how i would have said it, but sure
  • that’s the long and short of it
corpsebunny

This is literally my room mates annoying bf

He was on this whole ass rant the other day abt how men are the destined dominant sex. And if women were meant to lead then why have men been in power so long? And that “women just aren’t meant for certain things”

garethdragonsbane

Steal his girl please.

Source: quinndolyns
delaryn

The Signs and Knights

normal-horoscopes

Aries: Knights in ornate silver armor with masks like a beak. Their unusual curved glaives resemble an outstretched cranes wing. Each piece of the maille, sharpened to a razor edge.

Taurus: Knights that run on all fours, a pair of axes strapped to their backs. They wear only hides, relying on speed and ferocity to keep them safe.

Gemini: The holy knights of a vast arid empire swathed in silks and scales. Heavy curved greatswords inscribed with the words of the prophet act as weapon and canticle alike. 

Cancer: The knights just below the surface of the mire. Wicker masks and wooden pikes waiting in ambush.

Leo: Knights frozen in place, like gargoyles still watching over the battlements where they stood guard for thousands of years, armor frosted white by the arctic wind.

Virgo: The royal guard ritually buried with their queen. Mummified flesh and tarnished bronze armor patrolling the endless halls of the great necropolis.

Libra: The banner-bearers of a great nomadic army. Their backs adorned with torches and horsetails, wicked barbed arrowheads rest on their shoulders, one for every rider struck down.

Scorpio: The knights bedecked in crows feathers. Rarely engaging in combat themselves, they use their long hooked spears to snag the corpses of the fallen and spirit them away.

Ophiuchus: The last of a now unrecognizable order of knights. A great axe warped by unnatural fire. All too familiar eyes.

Sagittarius: The royal guards that have protected the family for generations. Fine steel interworked with lace and taffeta. Weapons fashioned to look like sewing implements. 

Capricorn: The only of the pirates to return, whispers of voices in the deep. Shedding all man-made clothing, clutching only a dagger made of whale bone.

Aquarius: The legion that was melted down in the great furnaces, their weapons and armor reforged into something unspeakable.

Pisces: Knights that scaled the walls of the great cities. Leaping over the heads of the spearmen. Steel balls and leather slings viciously denting armor. 

Source: normal-horoscopes
copperbadge
alittlelights

You think you know what I’ve done.

copperbadge

I don’t think this is the real canon but I love the idea that what Eliot did was hilariously inconsequential, like he broke a Ming vase or something- significant to him but not actually harmful to a person. He’s just haunted by it because this is the same guy who lost his DAMN MIND over the idea of Hardison running a gastropub.

He can never be forgiven. He’s going to hell. For accidentally spattering a Magritte with blood. Or possibly serving steak with white wine to Ina Garten.

Source: alittlelights