Knot In Stiles

tastefullyoffensive:

[safelyendangered]
echowolves:

He acts like such a proud daddy with Dylan. I love it.

rapunzelie:

things i don’t own enough of
• lingerie
• candles
• make up
• other useless things that will get me nowhere in life but I want them

http://tenebrica.tumblr.com/post/93112993569

crownkind:

chess-ka:

lookiamnotcreative:

MASSIVE WARNING TO NIGHTVALE PEEPS: THIS GUY IS BAD NEWS

lorentztransformation:

thegits:

fish-boned:

shickalenia:

dduane:

thesuitsofwoah:

that’s almost too cruelalmost

I had to do this once with Privateer II: The Darkening. It gained a bit when he said “I bet you didn’t play it through, I bet somebody just told you how…” and I was able to smile gently and say “God, possibly, since I wrote the game.” And plainly the Deity was with me that day, as I happened to be carrying docs from my UK agent (who’d done the deal) that showed not only that I was the writer, but the five-figure sum I had been paid. …It was a happy day for me. Not so much for him. I’d never had a referent for the word “slink” for a full grown male before. As in “slink away in utter dejection.” I smiled for at least three days without stopping. And am smiling now… I had completely forgotten about this.

Reblogging because “I beat the game” is fantastic, but “I wrote the damn thing” is even better.

I’m not a gamer but I’ll always reblog these.

Vicious. I love it.