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avengers



"… Tony and you have been woven together since before the two of you were even born- since before the birth of the first human child, I’m guessing, if what I’ve heard is true. Your bond is deeper than gold twine, deeper than white."

"Um," Steve says, but apparently Sif isn’t finished.

"It is- it is not just destined, Steve Rogers. It will reach through the decades, through entire universes if it has to. It will scour the galaxies without rest until the two of you are standing next to each other. Migardians-"

And there it is again, the tiny mouth-twitch, looking up at their faces like she’s breathing the both of them in. “Migardians call them soulmates, I believe.”

————

"So," Steve says, and Tony doesn’t startle, but it’s a close call. "Soulmates."

It’s then that Tony realizes that no, they haven’t, in fact, had this conversation yet.

In every universe,” Steve continues, like he’s telling him what he wants for breakfast.

Tony says, “Seems like,” and for a split second, he thinks the string tightens.

But Loving Him Is Red by theappleppielifestyle


"I’m afraid I’ll never finish college. I’m afraid I’ll finish college with student loans I can never pay back. I’m afraid I’ll get a degree and won’t be able to find a job in that field. I’m afraid I’ll get a degree, get the job I dreamed of, and hate it."  - A Mental Illness Happy Hour listener whose list of fears matches mine four for four. (via undeadlife)


starlorde:

for the boy with the entire universe on his shoulders; suffocator [listen]


myheartinthesuitcase:

lambandserpent:

The gaping flame-filled crater has been this way since 1971, when Soviet geologists tapped into a cavern of natural gas and decided to burn it off so it wouldn’t poison anyone. They thought it would take a few days. Four decades later, locals refer to this pit as the Door to Hell.

myheartinthesuitcase:

lambandserpent:

The gaping flame-filled crater has been this way since 1971, when Soviet geologists tapped into a cavern of natural gas and decided to burn it off so it wouldn’t poison anyone. They thought it would take a few days. Four decades later, locals refer to this pit as the Door to Hell.


titians:

V I O L E N T  D E L I G H T S
a mix for chain smoking, plum lipped witches & degoutant, inter-dimensional god beings.

The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far. The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the light into the peace and safety of a new dark age.  L O V E C R A F T

oo1. Stress |  J U S T I C E
oo2. Machine Gun [16Bit Remix] |  N O I S I A
oo3. How To Be Eaten By A Woman |  T H E G L I T C H M O B
oo4. Disco Science |  M I R W A I S
oo5. It Ain’t Love (feat. Lil’Mo) |  M S T R K R F T
oo6. Sweet Dreams [Dubstep Remix] |  E M I L Y B R O W N I N G
oo7. Blood Sugar |  P E N D U L U M
oo8. Blood On Our Hands [Justice Remix] |  D E A T H F R O M A B O V E 1 9 7 9
oo9. Come Closer Together |  T H E B E A T L E S vs. N I N E I N C H N A I L S
o1o. World Collapsing [Inception Remix] |  D A N N Y C O C K E

8 T R A C K S  |  4 K E E P S



Old Woman Josie out near the car lot says the angels revealed themselves to her; said they were ten feet tall, radiant, and one of them was black; said they helped her with various household chores. One of them changed a light bulb for her, the porch light.

Old Woman Josie out near the car lot says the angels revealed themselves to her; said they were ten feet tall, radiant, and one of them was black; said they helped her with various household chores. One of them changed a light bulb for her, the porch light.



stevesjinks:

{ we  played  war  with  wooden  swords } a playlist for when you realize the mud on your hands is now blood ; when the splintering wood becomes steel

writing on a wall - the dear hunter | iron - woodkid | blinding - florence + the machine | bang bang - willy moon | kingdom come - the civil wars | next summer - choir of young believers | your bones - of monsters and men | dance on our graves - paper route | esmerelda - ben howard | icarus bad blood - bastille | like lions do - right away, great captain | run boy run - woodkid | the sinking man - of monsters and men | illuminated - hurts | oblivion - bastille

{ listen }

stevesjinks:

{ we  played  war  with  wooden  swords } a playlist for when you realize the mud on your hands is now blood ; when the splintering wood becomes steel

writing on a wall - the dear hunter | iron - woodkid | blinding - florence + the machine | bang bang - willy moon | kingdom come - the civil wars | next summer - choir of young believers | your bones - of monsters and men | dance on our graves - paper route | esmerelda - ben howard | icarus bad blood - bastille | like lions do - right away, great captain | run boy run - woodkid | the sinking man - of monsters and men | illuminated - hurts | oblivion - bastille

{ listen }


the clichè poem 

inked-lips:

i want to say things like-
you’re my favorite song or
you’re like the sunlight
drifting through my apartment
on sunday mornings or
how i wish i could record your voice
play it, rewind it, dance to the beat
of your throat

but all i can do is
laugh into your neck and pretend
that i don’t love
something impossible


groovyfass:

This is just an expert example of how I spend my class time here you go

groovyfass:

This is just an expert example of how I spend my class time here you go


sungreal:

Smoking Sterek

sungreal:

Smoking Sterek



someorangesonfire:

misskittyfantastico:

I can’t with you…

this is

christ

someorangesonfire:

misskittyfantastico:

I can’t with you…

this is

christ


trojanphoenix:

heatherbat:

aquaticallyinclined:

“When they were little girls, they decided that they would be best friends forever. A whale never forgets a promise.” -Anneliese Juergensen

i have now died. of joy.

I don’t think I’ve seen art of an old mermaid (mermatron? mergranny?) before.
I love it!

trojanphoenix:

heatherbat:

aquaticallyinclined:

“When they were little girls, they decided that they would be best friends forever. A whale never forgets a promise.” -Anneliese Juergensen

i have now died. of joy.

I don’t think I’ve seen art of an old mermaid (mermatron? mergranny?) before.

I love it!