// I HAVEN’T FUCKinG SLEPT OKAY 

tolkien go

go outside. go on an adventure. find some people living in forests. watch your friends die. come home a changed person after witnessing the horrors of war. 

Raena Shirali, “dayaan summoning magic,” published in Cosmonauts Avenue (via bostonpoetryslam)

I feel like the rogues would banter amongst themselves a lot. Like, in a playful way, but still hardcore chirping.

Edward trying to record a speech for Batman but he has to keep restarting because every time he says a riddle, Jonathan yells in the background ‘Sorry, I can’t hear your riddle over the sound of your spandex costume stretching!’, never letting Edward live down that god-awful style choice

Harvey commenting how the bars of his cell are ‘too damn thick’ and Joker firing back with the traditional ‘That’s what your mom said to me last night’, followed by hours of hiding b/c Harvey is trying to kill him

Ivy lowkey trying to seduce Dr. Arkham so she can get out of Arkham, but it isn’t working and Edward yelling from his cell that ‘She should probably lower her standards.’ and ‘Try hitting up someone less attractive, like Jonathan?’ Followed by Jonathan listing off every mistake Edward’s done in his criminal career

Harley just calling out Joker for every little thing, and bringing up every embarrassing moment he ever did while they were still together

The remaining Rogues are the only ones spared from the crossfire b/c they know better than to try and start shit with anyone here

Everyone just flaming each other

For fear of God, we avoid the dirt,

its reach. We bury the cow and we do not eat. The television blazes trough the dark. We are living in a godless time. For fear

of dark, we try to save ourselves and set the house on fire. We try to save the house

and go looking for God.

—Camille Rankine, “Fireblight”

“Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.”

A little doodle for one the most beautiful lines from any poem, The Old Astronomer.

miles upshur

Throw Away Your Books, Rally in the Streets (1971), dir. Shūji Terayama

Dairy Free Maple Caramel Ice Cream with Salted Chocolate Popcorn

Best soldier sister 😚💕

Return of the prodigal son by jesterry

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A-Rise Cards!

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i always wanted these three picture to be together to make it easier for people so after a long search i combined them (^_^)

Oh Gendo you are so cruel! Gendo | Rei | Asuka | Misato | Kaworu | Shinji