basically the supernatural shipping part of the fandom right now
(Source: sirmorgan)
Fantasia (Night on Bald Mountain) - 1940
gif credit Lokiddles
“A comedian rants about how much it sucks to play Pachelbel’s Canon in D on a cello. Recorded live at Penn State, this piece by comedian/musician Rob Paravonian has been a favorite on the Dr. Demento Show.”
This encapsulates everything I feel about Pachelbel’s Canon in D. FOREVER.
Work it, sexy sandworm!
How Prometheus Should Have Ended [x]
*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧
A I S H I T E R U ☆ N O ☆ S T R A W B E R R Y ☆ B R E E Z E [part one]
*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧
High school student Loki is good at classes and is a great friend. But unknown to everyone, he is haunted by dreams of a mysterious shadowed person chasing and hitting him in the face with a hammer. When a strange but handsome new student transfers to Sakuramochi High, his dreams start becoming more clear - but his life, more dangerous.
*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧
☆ R E V I E W S ☆
*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧
“Best game since Bioshock and everything ever before that.”
- Gamespot
“It’s like Thor took Skyrim, Metal Gear Solid and Portal, combined them, and smashed them all with his hammer over and over to turn them into the perfectly golden game-flavored pancake and now he’s holding the pancake up to your face and feeding it to you by hand. He’s also naked.”
- IGN
“More addictive than Pokemon Gold and Silver.”
- Indiegamer
*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧
D O W N L O A D ☆ L I N K S
*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧*:・゚✧
✿ Windows: Click here
✿ Mac: Click here
✿ Linux: Click here
You were a child who was made of glass
You carried a black heart passed down from your dad
If somebody loved you, they’d tell you by now
We all turn away when you’re down
You want to go back to where you felt safe
To hear your brother’s laughter,
See your mother’s face
Your childhood home is just powder-white bones
And you’ll never find your way back
And when you’re gone, will they say your name?
And when you’re gone, will they love you the same?
If not, that’s okay.
If not, that’s okay.
You are broken and callow
Cautious and safe
You are boundless and beauty
With fright in your face
Until someone loves you,
I’ll keep you safe
But like them, I will give you away
And when you’re gone, will they say your name?
And when you’re gone, will they love you the same?
If not, that’s okay.
And when you’re gone, will they say your name?
And when you’re gone, will they love you the same?
Oh, when you’re gone, we won’t say a word
But you know that’s okay.
Don’t you know that’s okay?