Mischevious Medieval Miscreant

I am and always will be the optimist. The hoper of far-flung hopes, and the dreamer of improbable dreams.
seasaltkisses:

i don’t know if the best part of this post is the excruciating sexism or the metal gear solid in the corner

seasaltkisses:

i don’t know if the best part of this post is the excruciating sexism or the metal gear solid in the corner

(Source: arxain, via arkseaside)

‘I swore you no oath,’ he said to Arthur, ‘but I do now. Where you fight, Lord, I fight, and he who is your enemy is mine, and he who is your friend is my friend also. I swear that on the precious blood of the living Christ.’ He leaned forward, took Arthur’s hand and kissed it. ‘May my life be forfeit if I break my word.’

—Galahad to Arthur, Bernard Cornwell, The Winter Prince (via queeringcamelot)

(via gabbiebii)

optical-delusion:

BABY RACCOONS COVER THEIR EYES WHEN THEY GET SCARED AND OMG I JUST CANT ITS SO PRECIOUS

optical-delusion:

BABY RACCOONS COVER THEIR EYES WHEN THEY GET SCARED AND OMG I JUST CANT ITS SO PRECIOUS

(via dekodur)