Tony shoved Loki’s arm away. “You know what I think?” he said, deliberately.
“I think you’re a coward.”

Lines from my favorite Loki fanfiction - Revelations
[pairing: Thor/Loki]   [WIP]   [©astolat]

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Source: archiveofourown.org

#I would delete my tumblr to know what Renner was thinking in the last gif

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fuckyeahthunderfrost:

MARVEL

fuckyeahthunderfrost:

MARVEL

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octopirecipes:

flutiebear:

octopirecipes:

“I’ll keep you safe.”

“Close your eyes,” Cas commanded. “Don’t look.”
“But I—“ Then suddenly Dean could say no more, as a pair of strong arms grabbed him from behind. Dean froze, throat tightening. One of the hands clapped firmly over his eyes. The other settled on his shoulder. The angel’s breath fell hot and heavy on the back of his neck, causing the little hairs there to stand on end.
“I said,” Cas murmured, “don’t look.”
Dean could feel his treacherous hands began to shake.
“Okay,” Dean gasped.
For a brief moment, Cas let his chin fall against Dean’s shoulders, fitting there easily in the crook between neck and spine. Then suddenly all was warmth, and power, and screaming.
It took Dean several seconds to realize that the voices weren’t his; that he wasn’t back in the Pit, surrounded by damned souls begging for misery.  That he remembered this too, this voice, holy and beautiful, and the song it sang; the paean that once brought him home.  
Then, just as abruptly as the song began, it stilled. Silence fell. The warmth subsided.
Slowly, gently, Cas lifted his hand away, smearing wetness across Dean’s cheeks. Dean did not open his eyes for a long moment. When he did, he wheeled around, noticed the bodies around them, and shuddered.
“Are you hurt?” said Cas.
Yes, Dean wanted to scream.
“I’m awesome,” he said, dragging a hand over his tear-streaked face. “Hell of a kick your voice has. Ever thought about starting a metal band?”
To Dean’s surprise, Cas beamed at him.
“You didn’t experience any pain,” he said.
“No. I guess I didn’t.” Part of Dean wanted to recoil from the admission, to flee into the Purgatory underbrush and take his chances with the beasts he found there. Instead, he forced a smirk. “What do you think that means?”
“It means we can change,” said Cas in a voice that made Dean’s chest ache. “Even us. Even here.”
“Awesome,” Dean managed eventually.
Cas nodded. “It really is.”


This is beautiful!

octopirecipes:

flutiebear:

octopirecipes:

“I’ll keep you safe.”

“Close your eyes,” Cas commanded. “Don’t look.”

“But I—“ Then suddenly Dean could say no more, as a pair of strong arms grabbed him from behind. Dean froze, throat tightening. One of the hands clapped firmly over his eyes. The other settled on his shoulder. The angel’s breath fell hot and heavy on the back of his neck, causing the little hairs there to stand on end.

“I said,” Cas murmured, “don’t look.”

Dean could feel his treacherous hands began to shake.

“Okay,” Dean gasped.

For a brief moment, Cas let his chin fall against Dean’s shoulders, fitting there easily in the crook between neck and spine. Then suddenly all was warmth, and power, and screaming.

It took Dean several seconds to realize that the voices weren’t his; that he wasn’t back in the Pit, surrounded by damned souls begging for misery.  That he remembered this too, this voice, holy and beautiful, and the song it sang; the paean that once brought him home. 

Then, just as abruptly as the song began, it stilled. Silence fell. The warmth subsided.

Slowly, gently, Cas lifted his hand away, smearing wetness across Dean’s cheeks. Dean did not open his eyes for a long moment. When he did, he wheeled around, noticed the bodies around them, and shuddered.

“Are you hurt?” said Cas.

Yes, Dean wanted to scream.

“I’m awesome,” he said, dragging a hand over his tear-streaked face. “Hell of a kick your voice has. Ever thought about starting a metal band?”

To Dean’s surprise, Cas beamed at him.

“You didn’t experience any pain,” he said.

“No. I guess I didn’t.” Part of Dean wanted to recoil from the admission, to flee into the Purgatory underbrush and take his chances with the beasts he found there. Instead, he forced a smirk. “What do you think that means?”

“It means we can change,” said Cas in a voice that made Dean’s chest ache. “Even us. Even here.”

“Awesome,” Dean managed eventually.

Cas nodded. “It really is.”

This is beautiful!

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Source: octopirecipes

suddenlyapples:

labish:

IT’S FINALLY DONE.

There’s a few glitches that are too late to fix though, but hopefully you guys enjoy it.

I’ll gif out a few scenarios later :) 

LOUD NOISES

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Source: labish

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wowfantasticloki:

timorleste:

In French, you don’t really say, “I miss you.”

You say, “Tu me manques,” which is closer to, “You are missing from me.”

I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb or an organ, or blood. I cannot function, without you.

Kimber and everyone else, I miss you so

TEARS OMG CREYS

Source: timorleste

Anonymous asked you: You should make a picture of Thor hugging Loki and singing Set Fire to the Rain.

what is going on in my inbox

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Sorrow found me when I was young
Sorrow waited. Sorrow won.  

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Source: petrichorofpanem

crimson-sun:

Loki and the kids. Sleipnir is a bit out of place here, but damn I love that eight-legged atrocity.
This looked a lot less ‘cutesy-poo’ in my head, but I hope you guys like it anyway!

crimson-sun:

Loki and the kids. Sleipnir is a bit out of place here, but damn I love that eight-legged atrocity.

This looked a lot less ‘cutesy-poo’ in my head, but I hope you guys like it anyway!

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Source: crimson-sun

crimson-sun:

Loki being a good mommy to his octo-babe.
I doubt I should think too hard about how that horse runs, but I bet it looks adorable doing so.

crimson-sun:

Loki being a good mommy to his octo-babe.

I doubt I should think too hard about how that horse runs, but I bet it looks adorable doing so.

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Source: crimson-sun

fuckyeahthunderfrost:

MARVEL

THOR WHAT ARE YOU DOING

fuckyeahthunderfrost:

MARVEL

THOR WHAT ARE YOU DOING

Source: marvel.com

johannaj:

[x]

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squilf:

gazzymouse:



DADDY DADDY PICK ME DADDY

squilf:

gazzymouse:

DADDY DADDY PICK ME DADDY

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deductism:

It’s been a long time since I laughed that hard… It’s been more than a long time.

#this #this for me #is the turning point #this is it #the realisation #it’s one of those moments when it suddenly hits you #square in the chest #that fuck #you like this person a little more than you thought you would #and all it’s gonna cause is a shit ton of problems #you can speculate when you think it is #but i think it’s here #that dean finally gets it #he gets that cas is part of him now #and there’s nothing he can do about it #and for those who want to go one step further #it’s the time when dean realises that #oh my god #i’m totally falling for an angel #it’s all there #he’s been with sam for four years #and he laughs harder with cas in one night #than he has with his own brother #who he’d fucking die for #and the second gif #that right there #is the sucker punch to the gut #the painful realisation that an angel #of all things #has just made you laugh harder than your own brother could #and of course it hurts #because #this is a war they’re fighting #and they’re going to make sacrifices and dean knows the chances of them coming out alive is slim #and you know #he’s given a piece of him to cas #and the consequences of his actions will be pain #and regret #and grief #and he doesn’t know whether to be happy #or sad #because what could develop into something more #won’t #he knows that in the end all it’s going to do #is hurt more

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