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Let’s make Loki smiling the most reblogged gif on Tumblr.

loki-is-our-god:

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lilmisspeacock asked,

I was about to say "I don't think I've seen you post art in forever" but it turns out you posted yesterday-ish and I missed it woops. Love your stuff <3 Keep going strong~

yeah i’ve been having an art block lately :c and thank you uvu

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thecorruptedquietone: astroize: BRING HIM BACK Furious tears well in Dean’s eyes, rage burning within the hot olive eyes as he glares at his father. His knuckles turn white, gripping John’s velvet cape so tightly that his hands cramp up and ache. But the pain isn’t that bad, and nothing like what’s in his heart. No, that’s a whole knew kind of pain, one that doesn’t compare to little things like tripping on a rock or being bucked from a steed or having a sword plunged into the chest. This is something much, much worse. John snarls, firm hands grasping his son’s wrists, trying to fight him off. He expected some anger from his son—considering the blasphemous things he heard the other night, he isn’t all too surprised—but not something like this. Of this magnitude, of this proportion; it makes him realise that he really exhausted the angels’ stay. Castiel’s in particular; he really went outside his boundaries.  The king can’t get in a word, though, relegated to mere grunts and snorts as his heir lunges at him, crazed and devastated, driven by a maddening force that would make even the strongest of dragon’s a bit skittish. He’s always known of Dean’s power, but he’s never fully realised it until now, now when his violent emotion of upset and ire, now when he lost everything he loved. A voice in the back of John’s mind even questions his decision, even though he knows he did the right thing. (He did, right?) “Bring him back!” Dean shouts, gruff voice hoarse from yelling, all his cries for the return of his beloved angel echoing in the corridors. Half the castle can probably hear them, but Dean doesn’t care. There’s not much to care about anymore, “Bring him back right now you bastard!” “Dea—” John attempts to take a swing at Dean, not as an act of malice but as a way to calm him down, but misses, only provoking Dean more. Though he misses Dean’s face, braising Dean’s chest instead, the destructive emotion turns on itself, his son’s hands weakening, too overwhelmed with emotion to stay stable.  Dean keeps spitting out insults, like acidic venom, but all of them start stringing and slurring together, the memories of Castiel—the time they shared, the things he did, the way they felt for each other—blowing more holes in him than any catapult could. His armour clinks as his skin trembles, an involuntary action he damns to every corner of Hell, and soon the fabric of his father’s cloak slips from his fingers. But still, the pleas keep coming. “Bring him back,” The commands digress to begs, desperate behests unheard of coming from his mouth before now, “Dad, just bring him back…Bring him back…Please…” John heaves a heavy sigh, partially torn between giving in to his child’s cries, or turning a deaf ear and letting him shriek in his own personal purgatory. And, although it’s hard for him too, John must put the matters of the kingdom first.  “I can’t, Dean,” John tells him, almost soulless when he says it, “It had to be done.” Before he could face any more of Dean’s abuse, he rips away from the boy, turning and marching down to his chamber. He holds himself high, upholding the regal stance, but his ears still catch the sounds of Dean groaning, of Dean shouting, of Dean nearly shattering to pieces. And as he listens to Dean’s wall crumble and the untamed sobs pour out, he closes his eyes. This is not a good day to be king. 

thecorruptedquietone:

astroize:

BRING HIM BACK

Furious tears well in Dean’s eyes, rage burning within the hot olive eyes as he glares at his father. His knuckles turn white, gripping John’s velvet cape so tightly that his hands cramp up and ache. But the pain isn’t that bad, and nothing like what’s in his heart. No, that’s a whole knew kind of pain, one that doesn’t compare to little things like tripping on a rock or being bucked from a steed or having a sword plunged into the chest. This is something much, much worse.

John snarls, firm hands grasping his son’s wrists, trying to fight him off. He expected some anger from his son—considering the blasphemous things he heard the other night, he isn’t all too surprised—but not something like this. Of this magnitude, of this proportion; it makes him realise that he really exhausted the angels’ stay. Castiel’s in particular; he really went outside his boundaries. 

The king can’t get in a word, though, relegated to mere grunts and snorts as his heir lunges at him, crazed and devastated, driven by a maddening force that would make even the strongest of dragon’s a bit skittish. He’s always known of Dean’s power, but he’s never fully realised it until now, now when his violent emotion of upset and ire, now when he lost everything he loved. A voice in the back of John’s mind even questions his decision, even though he knows he did the right thing. (He did, right?)

“Bring him back!” Dean shouts, gruff voice hoarse from yelling, all his cries for the return of his beloved angel echoing in the corridors. Half the castle can probably hear them, but Dean doesn’t care. There’s not much to care about anymore, “Bring him back right now you bastard!”

“Dea—” John attempts to take a swing at Dean, not as an act of malice but as a way to calm him down, but misses, only provoking Dean more. Though he misses Dean’s face, braising Dean’s chest instead, the destructive emotion turns on itself, his son’s hands weakening, too overwhelmed with emotion to stay stable. 

Dean keeps spitting out insults, like acidic venom, but all of them start stringing and slurring together, the memories of Castiel—the time they shared, the things he did, the way they felt for each other—blowing more holes in him than any catapult could. His armour clinks as his skin trembles, an involuntary action he damns to every corner of Hell, and soon the fabric of his father’s cloak slips from his fingers. But still, the pleas keep coming.

“Bring him back,” The commands digress to begs, desperate behests unheard of coming from his mouth before now, “Dad, just bring him back…Bring him back…Please…”

John heaves a heavy sigh, partially torn between giving in to his child’s cries, or turning a deaf ear and letting him shriek in his own personal purgatory. And, although it’s hard for him too, John must put the matters of the kingdom first. 

“I can’t, Dean,” John tells him, almost soulless when he says it, “It had to be done.”

Before he could face any more of Dean’s abuse, he rips away from the boy, turning and marching down to his chamber. He holds himself high, upholding the regal stance, but his ears still catch the sounds of Dean groaning, of Dean shouting, of Dean nearly shattering to pieces. And as he listens to Dean’s wall crumble and the untamed sobs pour out, he closes his eyes. This is not a good day to be king. 

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Let your inhibitions go,
Make every touch electrical,
When you’re feeling beautiful,
Will you remember me?

I wanna touch you deep inside,
And find the secrets that you hide,
When your fears are cast aside,
Will you remember me?

Easily forgotten love,
Easily forgotten love,
It’s not so easily.

I just want to let you know,
My mind refuses to let you go,
I wanna hypnotize you so,
You will remember me.

Easily forgotten love,
Easily forgotten love,
It’s not so easily.

Easily forgotten love,
Easily forgotten love,
Easily the best I’ve ever had,
Easily the best I’ve ever had.

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damedogwood:

adventuresofcomicbookgirl:

awastrelmescalined:

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Thank you all for 600+ follows!

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okay i really want that angry ed pillow

MY NEIGHBOR TOTORO BAG I WANT YOU.

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ohmyghibli:

Itsumo nande demo (piano vers.), Spirited Away

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Was he married?

#it just really gets to me how tony will go out of his way to hide his kindness #he offers the most extravagant things like it’s nbd #”i’ll fly you to portland pfft whatevs” #he jokes that phil’s first name is ”agent” and yet #he knows about the cellist #and wants phil to have a love life #and offers to fly him wherever so he can have it #and then pretends he’s not sure when steve asks him #because god forbid anyone finds out that tony stark gives a shit

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birdiyo: dredsina: fuckyeahlawliet: I really think L would most likely look like this. He’s just a quarter Japanese and THREE QUARTERS EUROPEAN after all. ^^^ good L cosplay woW???? never thought id see the day

birdiyo:

dredsina:

fuckyeahlawliet:

I really think L would most likely look like this. He’s just a quarter Japanese and THREE QUARTERS EUROPEAN after all.

^^^

good L cosplay woW???? never thought id see the day

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kinomatika:

LITERALLY SCREAMING

me too

THERE ARE TEARS. RUNNING DOWN MY FACE. HEY GUYS FAIR WARNING, DON’T DRINK ORANGE JUICE WHILE WATCHING THIS VIDEO UNLESS YOU’RE OKAY WITH CLEANING SALIVA AND LIQUID FRUIT OFF OF YOUR COMPUTER MONITOR.

im crying

My face hurts

SWISS FUCKING CHEESE GOD DAMMIT


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