The Last Avenger

actually thinking about it they wouldn't recruit me even if I was the last hope for humanity

[ecstasydemon]

the part of adulthood that no one ever warns you about is the amount of surfaces you need to acquire to put your things and trinkets on

[loving-the-world-since-00]

hollanov kisses (updated)

[cupidsquilll]

[aaloosshitposting]

"If I were orpheus I wouldn't look back"

But we look back everyday- rechecking emails, making sure a friend is still behind you, checking to see if you remebered to pick up your keys. It's second nature, a habit of care.

It was second nature for him too. He looked back, not out of weakness, but love. For what is love, if not to look back?

[bigandretired-deactivated202501]

[animentality]

[sirena-de-lunas]

penelope is a better woman than me, i would’ve lied and said i got engaged just to see if colin would cry

[sirena-de-lunas]

penelope is a better woman than me, i would’ve lied and said i got engaged just to see if colin would cry

[softestaries]

Violet Bridgerton is truly gods strongest soldier. Every season she tells one of her children they're in love and every season they scoff in her face before causing seven different scandals to reach the same conclusion.

[azamimedusa-archive-deactivated]

“how do you cope with your mental illness” badly, usually

[betweenpoems]

What can I hold you with? | Jorge Luis Borges

I offer you lean streets, desperate sunsets, the moon of the jagged suburbs. I offer you the bitterness of a man who has looked long and long at the lonely moon. I offer you my ancestors, my dead men, the ghosts that living men have honoured in bronze: my father’s father killed in the frontier of Buenos Aires, two bullets through his lungs, bearded and dead, wrapped by his soldiers in the hide of a cow; my mother’s grandfather –just twenty-four–heading a charge of three hundred men in Peru, now ghosts on vanished horses. I offer you whatever insight my books may hold, whatever manliness or humour my life. I offer you the loyalty of a man who has never been loyal. I offer you that kernel of myself that I have saved, somehow–the central heart that deals not in words, traffics not with dreams, and is untouched by time, by joy, by adversities. I offer you the memory of a yellow rose seen at sunset, years before you were born. I offer you explanations of yourself, theories about yourself, authentic and surprising news of yourself. I can give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I am trying to bribe you with uncertainty, with danger, with defeat.

[spindlewit]

an illustration from a couple of years ago for patreon 🐛

[zizicat]

[laterovaries-deactivated2017022]

This will always be my favorite gifset. Ever.

[onceuponamirror]

im morally obligated to reblog this every time i see it

[cozmicart1906]

I ate that shit up like I eat a whole bag of popcorn

I bet you can’t try and imagine how I gobble up a whole bowl of popcorn

[dedfandom-xwx]

*inhaling the uncooked kernels*

[little-autistic-man]

@hellsite-hall-of-fame

[derrygirlsgifs]

[grumpierbilbo]

The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring (2001) + letterboxd reviews (insp.)

[notdayle]

The Addams family 1964 means a lot to me

also I’m notdayle on IG and on tiktok

[goon]

this is the best thing to happen to twitter