i literally threw my computer across the loveseat when i heard this. its so epicly beautiful.
Excuse me, I have to go embark on a quest. I don’t know to what end but I have a ferocious need to be a badass.
How come I never heard this before? Holy hell.
EXCUSE ME I HAVE TO GO SAVE THE REALM AND FIGHT GODLESS HEATHENS WHO WOULD PREY ON THE WEAK AND DEFENSELESS. ALSO I NEED TO FIGHT A DRAGON AND GET INTO A SWORD FIGHT ON THE EDGE OF A VOLCANO.
Possibly the most inspirational two minutes of your life.
The sort of music that makes Dark Lords worry
that is the best comment imaginable
I have a playlist called Fine I Will Take That Fucking Ring To Mount Fucking Doom (A playlist for when you’re small and lost and alone and need to feel like you’re in a 100 foot tall asskicking robot) and I wish this track was on spotify so I could add it.
I need so many fics with this as a theme song. Or an opening. Or something, my Lord.
Lovely.
Perfection
*Graham pulls out his mp3 player and listens* nice.
(Content warning for nudity, sorta – like the people are made of silver or of sand or whatever and they’re not super distinct but they’re naked)
WATCH THIS. Easily the best video I’ve seen in years. It’s not just the effects, but also the exuberance and the weird tension between the canny and uncanny. I LOVE IT.
(Track is Light It Up by Major Lazer featuring Nyla and Fuse ODG)
This is stunning in so many ways! I can literally feel the textures with my eyes
okay but that song bumps eh
I was pleasantly surprised with this video and could only think, “More eyes need this… More ears need this… Must share this…”
“Hmmm
money is good. I like how you think.” Helps him finish up repairs then
floats them back into the ship and shivers pulling andcwalking quickly
to his room. “Coooold!”
Carlos followed after Yondu, rubbing his hands together to
try to warm them up. “Do you wanna try to make some cider back in the Captain’s
Quarters?” he asked the other man. “I’d do it, but… I’m not a very good cook.
Like, at all. I can help where I can, though.”
“Hot spiked cider it is. fuck it’s cold!” Shoves the door open and literally runs for the furs and flings them around f his shoulders.
Carlos locked the door behind them and rubbed his shoulders.
“Uh – I’d rather not have it spiked. I don’t do well with alcohol… not unless I’m
okay to sleep for the rest of the day.” He went over to the in-room food prep
unit and started to find a kettle and some cups.
Follows him around like a walking fuzzy shag rug.
Carlos looked at Yondu and offered him a smile. “Don’t you
have a sweater? I’d imagine it’d be hard working the heating element with your
blanket like that…”
“Yes…. but then I’d have to remove my coat to put it on……….” flops the furs over carliss head and rushes to the closet and digs through it for the sweater.
Carlos made a soft ‘eep!’ sound when the furs were dropped
over him. He feels around to find the counter to set down the cups he got out
of the cupboard. “C-Captain! I’m holding things here!”
“And yer doing great job of it babe.” Pulls on a old sweater that said merry Christmas ya filthy animal on it.
Carlos finally found the counter and was able to set the
things down. He then pulled off the blanket and started to sort of roll/fold it
with his arms when he caught sight of Yondu.
“Wha… where the hell did you get that?” he asked, genuinely
shocked.
“Earth…. Year’s ago scoping out the place for some easy money. Easy to fit in on that costume holiday thing…… was cold saw this sweater I liked the words.”
“You went to Earth and got an ugly Home Alone Christmas
sweater… because you basically thought it was cool?” Carlos asked him.
“Well… Everyone was saying so. Lots of people wear this. And hats. And it’s not nice calling it ugly.”
Carlos stared at him for a moment, but then laughed. “No, no…
we, uh… it’s hard to explain, but a lot of people do like ‘ugly Christmas
sweaters’. It’s just what they’re called. And… I’m absolutely baffled that you
managed to get your hands on one to wear unironically when you’re cold.”
“Huh….. interesting……” shrugs and heads over to start making cider pulling him in a hug and snuggles.
Carlos smiled and chuckled. “You’re making me a little
jealous now… I wish I had my ugly sweater from Earth. It has formulas and a
test tubes on it…”
“Nerd.” Smiles teasing him affectionately then leans in and kisses his forehead.
Carlos just shut his eyes and smiled. After a moment though
he nudged Yondu. “C’mon… cider. My fingers are cold.”
The Perfect Scientist 