cisbender:

when an artist wants to show you their art

or a writer wants you to read what they’ve written

it’s quite often an expression of trust

because a poem or a story or a painting are often things that come from the heart

little pieces of the artists themselves

and if they’re willing to share it with you

you should appreciate it

(via blameitonthesilence)

I have come to a realisation.

Now, I want to preface this with the statement that, by and large, I don’t trust anyone.

My life makes no sense.

Just So You Don’t Forget…

itsybitsylemonsqueezy:

NO EDGE.

Also Wincest.

Good night.

A two hour phone conversation about philosophy and terror, politics and the very basis of fear as a concept ends in this:

The Universe has no edge. And… also, Wincest. Goodnight, New York.

#14

theavengersheadcanons:

When Tony first gave Steve a tour of his labs, he expected Steve to be mildly disturbed by all the futuristic tech. Dummy wheels over and nudges Steve in the elbow. Instead of the confusion Tony was expecting, Steve smiles, pats Dummy on the head, and says “Hey there, little guy!”

Tony knows, then, that he’s a goner.

(via queenklu)

Canada (pt.1) →

“Also ‘Fuck Fury’? Awkward! Could you imagine the morning-after conversation? Do you think he sleeps in his eye-patch, because I reckon I would totally be okay-“

“Just get your ass up here, Wade.”

(via youwillfindilluminating)