Stars. Can't do it. Not today.

1 June 12

plays-with-squirrels:

what to wear when…putting away old weapons and sharpening new ones. mercilessness and madness may be the best swords but compassion is the best shield. compassion is the armor that a person must wear closest to her skin, the metal scales sleek and cool against goose-pimpled flesh. compassion protects her from her enemies by encouraging pity instead of rage. hatred rusts and clatters; mercy glints and guards. compassion is a shining shelter in which to survive the daily wars that a woman must fight. oh, she knows her way around a weapon - knows its weight in her hand, know how it feels to slide a blade into a man, how it first is strangled by sinews but eventually pushes through like butter, knows her footwork well and true - but never slips it from her sheath, choosing to conquer her enemies instead with the thick, battered shield of compassion. to have a stocked armory is a soldier’s task; to know which arms to bear when is knight’s. (in response to this.)

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what to wear when…putting away old weapons and sharpening new ones. mercilessness and madness may be the best swords but compassion is the best shield. compassion is the armor that a person must wear closest to her skin, the metal scales sleek and cool against goose-pimpled flesh. compassion protects her from her enemies by encouraging pity instead of rage. hatred rusts and clatters; mercy glints and guards. compassion is a shining shelter in which to survive the daily wars that a woman must fight. oh, she knows her way around a weapon - knows its weight in her hand, know how it feels to slide a blade into a man, how it first is strangled by sinews but eventually pushes through like butter, knows her footwork well and true - but never slips it from her sheath, choosing to conquer her enemies instead with the thick, battered shield of compassion. to have a stocked armory is a soldier’s task; to know which arms to bear when is knight’s. (in response to this.)

post 57 of an infinity-part series

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Words with Friends really needs to stop suggesting I challenge my grandma

She’s dead, you assholes…

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butwewereokay:

horatiokitchengame:

Italian artist Denis Medri’s designs for a rockabilly take on the Dark Knight with some inspired 1950s Americana reinterpretations of Gotham’s heroes and villains. His version of Two-Face — who is a “mix of Richie Cunningham and a Evil Fonz” — might just be the most affably ridiculous thing we’ve seen all day. Here are some other character-specific design notes from Medri:

- The Penguin is “a sort of entrepeneur fish industry import/export with criminal attitude.”
- Poison Ivy is channeling Seymour from Little Shop of Horrors.
- Joker is rocking the Teddy Boy style.
- Catwoman is modeled on Bettie Page.

“Poison Ivy is channeling Seymour from Little Shop of Horrors.” <3 Yes yes yes, I love everything about these designs.

I love love love these!

love Harley Quinn! And catwoman :D

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Sharp Eyes

theavengersheadcanons:

*I am relatively new to the Avenger’s fandom and never read the comics so I apologize if there is actually a canon reason for this already or it could never have happened*

When Clint turned eleven his mother wanted to take him somewhere nice for his birthday. Clint loved all animals and therefore his mother decided to go to the zoo. They spent almost the whole day there, Clint was fascinated by the birds, hawks in particular and he longed to have the vision that they did. His mother laughed and told him that he already had sharp eyes and vision better than anyone she knew. Both mother and son alike were disappointed when they finally had to leave. The drive back home was peaceful and Clint was in that zone when one isn’t fully awake but isn’t quite asleep. Suddenly a car swerved out of nowhere into them and Clint felt himself being thrown forward only to have his head collide against the air bags.

Clint’s mother unfortunately didn’t make it and he later found out that the driver who had hit them had been quite drunk. He felt a rush of anger flow through his veins when he finally woke. Clint had suffered from a severe concussion and had actually fallen into a coma for an entire week. When he woke up the first thing he realized was the lack of sound coming from people.

Clint was told all the details about his mother, the driver and his hearing. They thought that his hearing would most likely come back after a while but they were not positive. After a few months Clint began to rely more on his eyes than his limited and hazy hearing. His eyesight improved and improved to the point where it seemed impossible to get any better. Bitterly he realized that his wish had come true after all, he had the vision of a hawk.

His hearing did gradually return but it was never as good as it used to be. Natasha is the only one in the world (besides his doctors) who is aware of his poor hearing.

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virginiachance:

SCULLY: This was a trap for Mulder because he helped put you away. Well, I came here to tell you that if he dies because of what you’ve done, four days from now, nobody will stop me from being the one that’ll throw the switch and gas you out of this life for good, you son of a bitch!

#fucking hbic #my life was meaningless until i met dana scully