only the gods are real

sometimes goodness needs the help of a little badness

#best bitch face #dear diary: juan is still not dead. tuscany is still not subjugated. i am still in a lifelong relationship with a red dress. #(but lucrezia let me breathe her air so that’s why i have refrained from shooting ten convicts today)

#dear diary: still the spiritual heir of julius caesar. italy still refusing to accept this fact. #had to seduce the king of france just to get some bloody troops. #am v. v. charming. even machiavelli says so and that dude is a cold ass honky #dear diary. lucrezia married. again. #life is over. #His. Not Hers. 

THE VERY LONG LIST OF AWESOME LADIES ON TV: Giulia Farnese [The Borgias]

Beauty can be deadly when well used.

we’re borgias, we never forgive.

boundaway requested: cesare borgia/lucrezia borgia → cold war spies au

husband and wife spy team, cesare and luzrezia borgia, have adopted countless identities in their careers, but playing brother and sister may be their most difficult one yet.

Have you come to beg forgiveness for your insult?
Only God forgives.

#actually the funniest moment of the show #CESARE I AM TRYING TO PRAY WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG NOW #um well you see first i banged caterina sforza and then she might have refused to come to rome and i might have killed giovanni sforza #BUT IT WAS TOTALLY JUSTIFIED BECAUSE HE BREATHED LUCREZIA’S AIR I DON’T THINK YOU UNDERSTAND I WAS JUST BEING NORMAL #THAT IS WHAT NORMAL PEOPLE DO DAD #and then rodrigo’s like #oh what the fuck ever god forgives you god always forgives you #you incestuous literal bastard brother-killing fuck #just get out of my sight #WHATEVER #his face in the fourth gif #it’s like the only time he actively regrets something #I DON’T KNOW WHAT CAME OVER ME ONE MINUTE WE WERE FUCKING THE NEXT I WAS DIGGING THROUGH HER COUSIN’S CHEST CAVITY #and rodrigo wishes that he could say this is weird for cesare #but nothing is weird for cesare because he’s cesare

fantastic undervalued ladies of TV: Giulia Farnese, The Borgias

Your beauty, it can be deadly, when well used. But beauty doesn’t last forever, gone like the snows of last year. When beauty fades - your wit, your intelligence.