wgblair:

So I was rewatching Labyrinth again and I have to say, Jareth never says he’s the goblin king does he? Like other people in the movie call him that but even in the beginning when Sarah asked him if he was the goblin king he just smiles at her instead of answering. Like he is clearly a fey or something if not a goblin but what if he’s just straight up bluffing his way through being king?

Like Sarah finally corners him into a straight answer somehow: You’re not really the goblin king are you?

Jareth: No

Sarah: Then wha-

Jareth: Goblin Viscount

babyprime:

hommeles:

Monster of Frankenstein by Mary Shelley: “Accursed creator! Why did you form a monster so hideous that even you turned from me in disgust? God, in pity, made man beautiful and alluring, after his own image; but my form is a filthy type of yours, more horrid even from the very resemblance. Satan had his companions, fellow-devils, to admire and encourage him; but I am solitary and abhorred.”

Monster of Frankenstein in pop culture: (unintelligible moaning)

me online vs me irl

glitterigabi:

unpretty:

i always thought of a king sized bed as being a bit bigger than a queen, but now that i have one, i can tell you that a king sized bed is an absurdity. i can sprawl out, and my husband can sprawl out, and the cat can sprawl out, and none of us are touching. i reach out in the night, and find only pillows and plush walruses. i reach further and eventually find his elbow. he rolls over the comforters to try and find me. “i have crossed oceans of bed to be with you,” he says. there is a vast expanse of bed untouched, unmapped, unexplored. the cat is still trying to sleep on my face.

This is the opposite of a creepypasta