zeldathemes
I Only Plugged in to Save Rock and Roll
-21 years old
-Artist
-Chicago
I'm going to work for Fall Out Boy one day.

thelandofdaisys:

really like fall out boy 

whereareyouravengers:

agatharights:

hatepig:

agatharights:

crewdlydrawn:

paraxdisepink:

littlewingtodd:

… The Winter Soldier killed Howard and Maria Stark…
Bucky killed Howard and Maria Stark.
BUCKY FUCKING BARNES KILLED HOWARD AND MARIA STARK.
Make the goddamn connection. ‘Accident’ my ass…
I know it wasn’t the real Bucky. He was buried underneath a shit ton of Hydra brainwashing and memory loss. But just the idea of him murdering Tony’s parents without even knowing is unimaginable and it hurts my heart. Fuck you Marvel and all your damn feels. 

Not just murdering Tony’s parents, but murdering a man Bucky no doubt knew personally and might have considered a friend, murdering someone who helped Steve rescue him from the HYDRA base and who we can be 99.99999% sure Bucky himself would not have wanted to kill.  

I didn’t catch this and now everything hurts.

when i said “The MCU is beautiful and nothing hurts” what I meant was “everything hurts forever goodbye”

I love it. Because with the popular “Tony hacked SHIELD and all that info is waiting for him” post going around, imagine when Tony digs it up and finds out the guy who Steve’s chasing around killed his dad. Imagine him cobbling together a slapdash suit without Pepper noticing and jetting to where Bucky is, and being ready to blow him up without him even realizing Tony’s there, only to stop.
Because the man down there doesn’t look like a remorseless trained killer. He’s dirty and he’s thin and he’s sleeping on a park bench. The cybernetic arm he’s got doesn’t work right. The fingers are awkwardly curled where the servomotors have run down. The knuckles on his flesh and blood hand are bruised and scraped from where he had to fight off a couple of drug addicts wanting to roll a homeless guy for spare change.
And Tony would lower the repulsors and pick up his phone and call Steve. And leave before he got there.
Pepper would find him in the morning with a smashed up set of armor and a bottle of scotch and an old album. Drunk and crying.
Tony thinks long and hard before he puts on the suit again.

HATEPIG WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS

I FUCKING IMAGINED THAT LAST PARAGRAPH AND I CRIED I REALLY CRIED AND I HAVE FINALS IN TWO WEEKS I DONT HAVE TIME FOR THAT SAD SHIT AND HOMELESS BUCKY FUCK EVERYTHING

whereareyouravengers:

agatharights:

hatepig:

agatharights:

crewdlydrawn:

paraxdisepink:

littlewingtodd:

… The Winter Soldier killed Howard and Maria Stark…

Bucky killed Howard and Maria Stark.

BUCKY FUCKING BARNES KILLED HOWARD AND MARIA STARK.

Make the goddamn connection. ‘Accident’ my ass…

I know it wasn’t the real Bucky. He was buried underneath a shit ton of Hydra brainwashing and memory loss. But just the idea of him murdering Tony’s parents without even knowing is unimaginable and it hurts my heart. Fuck you Marvel and all your damn feels. 

Not just murdering Tony’s parents, but murdering a man Bucky no doubt knew personally and might have considered a friend, murdering someone who helped Steve rescue him from the HYDRA base and who we can be 99.99999% sure Bucky himself would not have wanted to kill.  

I didn’t catch this and now everything hurts.

when i said “The MCU is beautiful and nothing hurts” what I meant was “everything hurts forever goodbye”

I love it. Because with the popular “Tony hacked SHIELD and all that info is waiting for him” post going around, imagine when Tony digs it up and finds out the guy who Steve’s chasing around killed his dad. Imagine him cobbling together a slapdash suit without Pepper noticing and jetting to where Bucky is, and being ready to blow him up without him even realizing Tony’s there, only to stop.

Because the man down there doesn’t look like a remorseless trained killer. He’s dirty and he’s thin and he’s sleeping on a park bench. The cybernetic arm he’s got doesn’t work right. The fingers are awkwardly curled where the servomotors have run down. The knuckles on his flesh and blood hand are bruised and scraped from where he had to fight off a couple of drug addicts wanting to roll a homeless guy for spare change.

And Tony would lower the repulsors and pick up his phone and call Steve. And leave before he got there.

Pepper would find him in the morning with a smashed up set of armor and a bottle of scotch and an old album. Drunk and crying.

Tony thinks long and hard before he puts on the suit again.

HATEPIG WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS

I FUCKING IMAGINED THAT LAST PARAGRAPH AND I CRIED I REALLY CRIED AND I HAVE FINALS IN TWO WEEKS I DONT HAVE TIME FOR THAT SAD SHIT AND HOMELESS BUCKY FUCK EVERYTHING
socialjusticekoolaid:

It’s not hard to see why Mike was thought of as a “gentle giant.” RIP, my brother. #staywoke #neverforget #farfromover

socialjusticekoolaid:

It’s not hard to see why Mike was thought of as a “gentle giant.” RIP, my brother. #staywoke #neverforget #farfromover

postracialcomments:

The bodies of two Tampa teenagers were discovered Thursday morning on a roadside in Duval County.
Angelia Mangum, 19, and Tjhisha Ball, 18, were found about 1 a.m., according to law enforcement. A witness told Jacksonville news station WJAX the teenagers were bound with zip ties and lying on top of one another.
"Two witnesses were driving by and they saw bodies and they called 911," Sgt. T.K. Waters told news station WJXT.
Officers were dispatched to Sisson Drive, near the intersection of Main Street North and Clark Road.
Investigators suspect foul play and are trying to determine the causes of death.
"They were in an area where they would have been noticed, so I think it was fairly recently since they’d been left there,” Waters also told WJXT.
A medical examiner has taken the bodies to determine the cause of death.
"I just don’t understand what happened," Ball’s sister, Crystal Moore, said.
According to Moore, both women had been living in the Jacksonville area off and on for approximately a year and a half.
"I feel like sometimes that I failed," Ball’s mother, Jerlean Moore, said. "What could I have done? What could I have taught her better? It hurts…it really hurts."
It’s a pain that’s only worsened by the fact that no one has been caught.

startitoveragaininmexico:

So my surgery was rescheduled for October 9.

I was told it would be “a few days recovery”.

To quote my letter for work from the doctors:
“Her procedure will be October 9, 2014 and immediately following she will be placed on bed rest. She will be able to return to work October 20, 2014”

ELEVEN DAYS BED REST?!!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE THEY DOING TO ME

overcharging you for a hospital stay… 

September

jimmynovakisaved:

A/N: After this installment there are three more and then this verse is finished! Thanks for reading, you beautiful muffins. Your support has been amazing. Cheers. — Beta’d by literaryoblivion & stormstiel.

Previous chapters (on tumblr):

Or read the series at ao3.

When Castiel awakens, it’s that time of morning when the sky is still dark, but the sun is just peeking over the horizon, burning a bright orange that cuts through the gray still clinging to the heavens.

It smells like rain, and if the bulbous, dust-colored clouds looming over their little house are anything to go by, they’re about to experience a deluge. Off in the distance a bolt of lightning lights up the morning sky followed by a clap of thunder that vibrates through the walls.

Next to him - on the mattress on the floor they’ve been sleeping in on the weekends for nearly a month now - Dean stirs, his hand reaching across the empty space between them and coming to land on Castiel’s shoulder. He tugs, mumbling, “‘M cold.”

Castiel shifts closer to him, pulling Dean against his bare chest and rubbing a hand through his fiancé’s hair, smiling as Dean’s body goes pliant.

"I think it’s going to rain," Castiel mutters as lightning slices through the sky a second time.

Dean groans, a low sound that rumbles through Castiel’s rib cage. “We’re supposed to go to the orchards today.”

Another round of thunder rolls through the house.

Castiel chuckles. “Maybe tomorrow,” he offers.

"Fucking rain." Dean presses himself more firmly against Castiel, nuzzling his face against Castiel’s throat and working a leg in-between Castiel’s. Despite his earlier declaration of being cold, Dean’s body is warm, and that warmth melts into Castiel’s skin.

A light drizzle starts outside, falling against the roof and hitting their window sills with a gentle pitter patter, the sound constant and soothing. The crisp, fresh smell that rain brings permeates the air almost immediately and mixes with the soapy smell of Dean’s skin left over from their bath the night before.

"You jinxed us," Dean grouses. His voice is still sleep-thick, his pronunciation lazy, and Castiel smiles. Dean’s put-out nature only serves to make him that much more irresistible in Castiel’s book.

"Perhaps I just wanted to stay in bed with you all day," Castiel says then, his arms tightening around Dean’s back. He feels Dean smile against him, small and secret.

"I guess that’s okay."

A silence settles around them, broken only by the sounds of rain outside, and Castiel sighs. If all mornings were this perfect he’d probably never leave his bed again.

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brilcrist:

title: There’s a Light That Never Goes Out
for D/C BB artwork 2011

brilcrist:

title: There’s a Light That Never Goes Out

for D/C BB artwork 2011

In my recent search for a book that wasn’t the cut and paste “fantasy-action teen love triangle” that seems to be more often than not what books I end up picking up at work (I’m a librarian) I went through some goodreads suggestions and found this book. 

I did not expect to get pulled in as much as i did, now i’m kinda ticked off at myself for going through it so quickly.

If you like those “assassin falls in love with target AU’s” then I think you might enjoy this one. A hitman is forced to target a witness to a murder that could put away a gang family in Baltimore. instead of a quick job it becomes a game of hide and seek with several other assassins as they try to keep each other alive. Getting on each other’s nerves and trying to stay alive while something very strange, something like love starts between them. 

My only two issues in this book were the phrasing during the sex scenes, it wasn’t bad but it was very general at times i felt like asking …”would it really  be such a hassle to say the word ‘dick’ in just to change things up?” 

My other issues is that although both characters refer to themselves as “gay” they both mention previous relationships with women, I believe the better term would have been bisexual or just bi, but given the circumstances of the character’s prior relationships (one only being in a marriage due to an accidental pregnancy) I’m not too pissed at this.

That being said I loved this little book which is just under 300 pages and at times may feel like a fanfic in book format (in a good way) and the story stays well paced and interesting to the very end. 

Give this book a shot, it’s available on Amazon and I really do think it’s worth the money. I’ll be writing a full review later once I’ve had a chance to reread it. 

  #zero at the bone    #book rec    #lgbt