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// I see you thar. Likin' bb's body. *dangles it in front of you like a cat toy*
+ rey-sonofsurtr

godshonest:

rey-sonofsurtr:

godshonest:

Is it a crime to look?
     —Cause I’m pretty much a criminal nothing’s gonna stop me.

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"That truly was a horrible pun… I’m almost afraid to ask what would cure you of your fever."

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I’m not really in the business of curing it, really. I’d much rather keep ..toasty by being close to you.

"Toasty… ‘tis not exactly the word I would use to describe a fire giant.”

sladevegas:

beautifulandflawedimperfection:

Shia Labeouf for interview magazine november 2014

By ELVIS MITCHELL

Photography CRAIG MCDEAN

In love since the Even Stevens

It bothers me how much I like this photo set

All these fancy parties bore me." xoxo sigfrid
+ Anonymous

sigfridge:

rey-sonofsurtr:

sigfridge:

rey-sonofsurtr:

sigfridge:

rey-sonofsurtr:

He chuckled, having just procured them both some champagne. “Well, you know how traditional agreements go… would you rather we take our leave early, my dear?”

 

Reinhart, too, let his chin rise with pride and authority as Sigfrid introduced him as her husband, and his eyes never left he son of Odin. He easily heard the whispers, the sharp intakes of breath and the soft clack of footsteps as people who were too close backed away. They knew what he was. No amount of glamour could keep him hidden now. Now, he and Sigfrid were both monsters, scrutinized and hated and feared.

Asgard’s golden child was nearly stunned to silence, and though his fist clenched tight at his side, wanting nothing more than to start a brawl right there on the dance floor - surely the great son of Surtr wouldn’t object - but a fierce glare from his father and a more warning one from his brother kept him at bay. He forced a polite smile, greeted Reinhart in return, before bowing to them both and making some excuse to take his leave of them.

Reinhart let out a sigh once they were out of Thor’s sight, his firm hold on his beloved wife loosening slowly. “So much for peace,” he murmured with a small shake of his head. “I truly hate this place.”

The whispers that rolled over the crowd were more like roars to her ears, making the princess stand a littler straighter gaze a little cooler. Peace was truly over rated at this point. She was moments away from ripping across the ball room in a murderous rampage.

She nuzzled into his neck with a sharp sigh. “He treated Us like an object.” Sigfrid hissed, unable to keep the venom from her voice. Sigfrid had long since mastered the art of concealing emotions as being a Halfblood kept her at the center of attention no matter where she walked, but such an insult to her person made it hard to swallow anger.

She could feel the new kings eyes on her even now, staring at her like a land to be concord. It made her feel sick to her stomach. Damn these Asgardians, damn every single one.

"We despise these gatherings.” Her hand curled arround his chest, resting over his upper pec, stroking it slightly. “Perhaps now would be a good time to slip away. We can feel Our temper slipping…”

Reinhart nodded at her request to leave, having figured their welcome had been spent anyway. At least, that’s what the glares and whispering meant to him “Mine as well,” he murmured softly into her ravenette locks, his warm hand resting over hers against his chest, keeping her close as they escorted themselves from the palace hall. The guards let them out without a word - lucky for them. Rey took the initiative of opening up a door to the roads of Yggdrasil, though he turned his gaze down to his beloved Sigfrid before he stepped through. “Where would you wish to go, my love? Either of our homes, or perhaps somewhere even more secluded, so that you might more easily let your anger fade from your veins.” He kissed her brow soothingly. “I care not where we go… so long as it is away from here.”

// I see you thar. Likin' bb's body. *dangles it in front of you like a cat toy*
+ rey-sonofsurtr

godshonest:

rey-sonofsurtr:

godshonest:

Is it a crime to look?
     —Cause I’m pretty much a criminal nothing’s gonna stop me.

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“‘tis not truly a crime, I suppose… Though it makes one wonder what the reason for the crime is.”

That depends on if you’re willing to accept horrible fire puns because, baby.. I got a fever.

"That truly was a horrible pun… I’m almost afraid to ask what would cure you of your fever."

// I see you thar. Likin' bb's body. *dangles it in front of you like a cat toy*
+ rey-sonofsurtr

godshonest:

Is it a crime to look?
     —Cause I’m pretty much a criminal nothing’s gonna stop me.

“‘tis not truly a crime, I suppose… Though it makes one wonder what the reason for the crime is.”

hotguyschat:

Luke Guldan

hotguyschat:

Luke Guldan

pissbabytears:

felixkins:

witchester:

khaleesisizebed:

blusuedeshoez:

the LGBTQA resource center made a lil typo, i fixed it
*rolls eyes into oblivion*

And DONT erase ally either!

no just erase the ally
erase all the ally
being an ally is not a sexual orientation or a way of life that is discriminated against
so just erase the ally

Being an ally is like being a parent at a sporting event. Like yes great, you know those people on the field and you care about them but you are not playing the game you are not the one who is going to get hurt you have no stakes you personally do not ‘win’ anything so changing the A to ally is like a parent running out onto a field after a big game, ripping the trophy away from the child and being like:
LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME! I WON! I WON THE GAME! ME IT WAS ALL ME YOU GUYS COULDN’T HAVE DONE IT WITHOUT ME!!!!!!
and that is just plain silly.


Don’t forget allies but don’t include them in the acronym

*whispers* what about pansexual, guys?

pissbabytears:

felixkins:

witchester:

khaleesisizebed:

blusuedeshoez:

the LGBTQA resource center made a lil typo, i fixed it

*rolls eyes into oblivion*

And DONT erase ally either!

no just erase the ally

erase all the ally

being an ally is not a sexual orientation or a way of life that is discriminated against

so just erase the ally

Being an ally is like being a parent at a sporting event. Like yes great, you know those people on the field and you care about them but you are not playing the game you are not the one who is going to get hurt you have no stakes you personally do not ‘win’ anything so changing the A to ally is like a parent running out onto a field after a big game, ripping the trophy away from the child and being like:

LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME! I WON! I WON THE GAME! ME IT WAS ALL ME YOU GUYS COULDN’T HAVE DONE IT WITHOUT ME!!!!!!

and that is just plain silly.

Don’t forget allies but don’t include them in the acronym

*whispers* what about pansexual, guys?

the-dragons-thoughts:

Imagine finding a dragon egg one day, and it hatches in your house and thinks you’re its mom. Then the next morning you wake up and find this mini dragon has gathered all the lose change and shiny objects in your house in a pile, and is gnawing on a nickel. And then when you take it out for walks, it picks up every coin it sees cause its a hoarder. And your house is eventually full of coins. And you are rich. And have a dragon.