Guess Who Started Watching A Few New S7 Povs

Imaging this, a blonde guy pledges his allegiance to a brunet who is called was king at least once and had grey skin and both ended died in tragedy.

Did I describe Grian and Scar or Martyn and Rendog?

kickhimkickhimkickhim

thanks @im-literally-just-sitting-here for the idea

etho with no brim

etho with no brim

i have found a fellow

FOLLOWERS AND FANS !

I am coming to you, Midsomer fans, because as you may saw it in here, I think Dan Scott is baby and that everyone should protect him at all costs-

But anyway.

If you have 2mins, reblog and tell your thought about him and also mention your fave sergeant! We need more content about Midsomer, there's too little to my taste at least.

Love all upon you, have a great day! ❤️❤️❤️

bro drop the LIIIINK

soooo i made geoguessr out of the hermitcraft season 8 download

me promising three weeks ago that after eurovision 2023 was over I’d return to normal

this screenshot is so fucking funny

Thinmking

thinking about how the clock from impulse this season is so... meaningless. which is ironic given the whole Time theme.

starting from when it was given- impulse gives it to bdubs to ensure his safety. he gives it to bdubs for him to spare his life when it comes down to it... but impulse never promises anything in return.

compare it to double life, where impulse says, specifically, that the clock means they'll be "together forever!"

it's not the one-way promise it is in limited life, where the clock is more of a token than it is a symbol of their bond. impulse has bdubs promise not to kill him, but that's it. he may not have killed bdubs directly, but he led him to tango's trap, and what does bdubs say on the way?

"I believe you. I trust you."

i think about the way purpose shapes an object. about how it shows the intentions of who made it.

in third life, impulse made a clock for himself. it's sleek, simple but imperfect, small dents in the metalwork. nothing fancy, made to serve its purpose. it's his. it doesn't have to be anything special.

in double life impulse crafts it with love. it's for bdubs- it has to be perfect. it's carefully polished, carefully designed and put together. it's special not just because bdubs is his soulmate, but because bdubs asked it of him. "I'm not making that mistake again," impulse says. he's not settling for something functional. this clock is a promise- their vows to each other, their love and devotion.

in limited life impulse makes it in a hurry. it's almost worse than the first one, quickly polished with more than a few corners cut. it's hasty as a plea, an mere whisper of the promise it once held.

the kicker is this: bdubs has seen every version. has held and traced each golden surface with his hands, felt the weight of them in his palms. the bloodstained and cracked, the perfectly polished, the one backed with an uneven sheet of gold.

i wonder if he could tell. i wonder if he stared down at the recent clock, and frowned, seeing it for the bargaining token that it was. did his heart ache, just a little, thinking back on what it used to mean, what he wants it to mean?

just food for thought.