MY NAME IS INIGO MONTOYA
I like a lot of stuff. Vague, I know, but if you want answers, this blog can reveal the inner workings of my mind to you, but only if you pay attention =P
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IF U EVER WNANA CRY JUST THINK ABOUT HOW ON PETE’S 28TH BIRTHDAY ALL OF FOB AND THEIR CREW CALLED EACH OTHER AND SAID “WE DID IT HE MADE IT PAST 27”
I lost my shit at self-governing snakes.
ONLY THINKS OF YOU AS A FRIEND
RECOGNIZE MY AUTHORITY GODDAMMIT
Dear Charlie,
I know you will come flying out of the tunnel, and feel free. The world gets so much bigger, I promise. And you are in it. You are here. You’ve always been right here. Thank you for helping me to know that we can all be happy.
I want you to hold onto these for me until I come home at the end of the year.
I love you, Charlie.
Sam.
AU: Simon visits Clary’s grave.
He gripped the flower in his hand, weaving through tombstones until he found hers. Clary Fray. Beloved Daughter and Friend. His throat was dry. ”Hey, buddy.”
He hated this. She wasn’t even in the ground. She had died a Shadowhunter’s death and her ashes made up the walls of the Silent City. That seemed ridiculous to Simon—what were the people left behind going to do with that?
“I’m just…I’m just lost, Clary. I don’t really know who I’m supposed to be anymore. You always knew who I was.”
Magnus had told him to keep moving, so his mind wouldn’t be on his grief all the time. But Simon couldn’t bear to leave her. She wouldn’t have left him.
“I wish I could say I’ll see you again. But besides the whole me-not-having-a-soul thing, we wouldn’t have the same afterlife. Which, how could I be at peace if you weren’t there with me? But I—I’d gladly give up my faith to just see you one more time, just to hear you say my name again.”
He placed the rose gently on the ground in front of her stone. “I love you.” He never said goodbye; he’d be back again.
Behind the scenes for “The Beast” from The Sandlot
OMG
