G-i-ble - (G)I-BLE

rest in fucking pieces, mr. darcy

love ouroboros. cannibalization of the divine except you are the cannibal and the divine and the witness watching it

when i land on the light dragon i bake a fruit cake on her head

Whenever I see the light dragon I say "Oh hang on it's the wife." I then proceed to launch up to her from the nearest tower. Skydive to land on her head. Run down her spine to collect shards. Run back to her head. Smooch her on the nose. Fire an arrow into her horn then leap off to skydive after the falling piece. Grab it midair and land safely on the ground. Looking back I say "Thanks honey see you later" then proceed to go about whatever I was doing like that was no biggie.

I think the most interesting ancient superweapon story would be one where the weapon is just one more artifact and had nothing to do with the civilization's downfall. Like:

You're walking in the countryside in England or Syria or some similar place and you come upon a patch of smooth, flat stones all laid out neatly in a line. "Why, it's a Roman road!" you exclaim. How'd it come to be in this state of obscurity and disrepair? People used these roads well into the middle ages, so it would be silly to blame it on "the fall of Rome" as if the people here have some deeply ingrained cultural trauma related exclusively to roads. The truth is mundane but it's also touchingly melancholy; over time, as it fell into disrepair and as people found other ways to get places, fewer and fewer people used it until, one day, nobody did.

Now replace "road" with "giant space laser."

his hair, WACK! his gear, WACK! his jewelry, WACK! his foot stance, WACK!

if you’re having a bad day, here’s a cute little marching band

new bts from OFMD writer Simone Nathan: “Been laughing about these for a full calendar year. Art dept on #OurFlagMeansDeathS2 were simply beyond”