見ぬが花 (Minu ga hana) Not seeing is a flower

“It does not matter how slow you go so long as you do not stop.”

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sassguardian:

Thor Week Day 05 - Ships and Solo NSFW Thor: A KING AND HIS SHIELDMAIDEN

"For a time I thought I might not live to see another sunrise."
"You must know I would never allow that to happen, were all the nine worlds to stand between us."
"My mind doubted — but my heart never did."

sassguardian:

Thor Week Day 05 - Ships and Solo NSFW Thor: A KING AND HIS SHIELDMAIDEN

"For a time I thought I might not live to see another sunrise."

"You must know I would never allow that to happen, were all the nine worlds to stand between us."

"My mind doubted — but my heart never did."

(via epigenetics)

fluffmugger:

tomhiddleston-blog:

Tom Hiddleston alone with his microphone and no pretty girls x

oh god this is the worst one yet.  Terribly earnest pseudo-innocent hiddles.

Tom -.-

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jetplanejane:

Remember who you are

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I’ve seen him many times, kissed him, hugged him and all…. But I believe I will never have the chance to see him play with G’n’R…. why???

tomhiddleston-blog:

Same person

Chris Hemsworth doing impressions of the Avengers

emilianadarling:

massivedynamic101:

Tony Stark
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The Hulk

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Captain America

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Loki

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More Loki

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Nick Fury

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THIS IS LITERALLY THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN OH MY GOD.

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He loved her in an abstract kind of way, the way a bee loves honey. He wasn’t sure why he wanted to love her, but he wanted to love her just the same. Maybe somebody told him once that he should be in love with somebody, so he felt a need to pick somebody and it just so happened to be her. Maybe. Being in love was nice, sure, but he didn’t need to be. And yet…

He loved her in a removed kind of way, the way a butterfly’s wings can start a tsunami halfway around the world. He knew that it had an effect on her, but he wasn’t sure how great. On a certain level he was aware that if he were to stop, if he were to disappear, it would have a drastic effect. For him it would be one less flap of his wings, in a manner of speaking, if such a thing were possible without him falling from the sky. And yet…

He loved her in a subtle kind of way. It wasn’t the kind of love you see in movies, with swelling music and giant gestures and running through the streets to catch a departing train. It wasn’t the kind of love that Byron or Shakespeare wrote about, with flowery language and hyperbole and iambic pentameter. It was still and deep, like water that you might mistake for shallow if you just watched the surface. It was entirely his, not dependent on her own feelings for him, and it would still be there whether she, or him, or everyone else on the world disappeared. It was a subtle kind of love, but it was true.

And she loved him just the same. || [x]

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doctorwho:

We’re all stories in the end.

I’ll be a story in your head, but that’s okay, because we’re all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Because it was, you know. It was the best. A daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away. Did I ever tell you that I stole it? Well, I borrowed it. I always meant to take it back. Oh, that box, Amy, you’ll dream about that box. It’ll never leave you. Big and little at the same time. Brand-new and ancient and the bluest blue ever. And the times we had, eh? Would had…Never had. In your dreams, they’ll still be there. The Doctor and Amy Pond and the days that never came.

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doctorwho:

We’re all stories in the end.

I’ll be a story in your head, but that’s okay, because we’re all stories in the end. Just make it a good one, eh? Because it was, you know. It was the best. A daft old man who stole a magic box and ran away. Did I ever tell you that I stole it? Well, I borrowed it. I always meant to take it back. Oh, that box, Amy, you’ll dream about that box. It’ll never leave you. Big and little at the same time. Brand-new and ancient and the bluest blue ever. And the times we had, eh? Would had…Never had. In your dreams, they’ll still be there. The Doctor and Amy Pond and the days that never came.

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