[captain america 1 & 2]
[natasha romanov]
[the avengers]
[witchy/gothy things]
[trenchcoat angel castiel]
[game of thrones]


Domestic AUs are good but domestic AUs with dorky children are great

Why do you think all men paint themselves when they go to fight? When I paint my eyes to match my soup, it is not because I have nothing better to do than worry over trifles. It says, I belong here, and you will not deny me. When I streak my lips red as foxgloves, I say, Come here, male. I am your mate, and you will not deny me. When I pinch my cheeks and dust them with mother-of-pearl, I say, Death, keep off, I am your enemy, and you will not deny me. I say these things, and the world listens, Masha. Because my magic is as strong as an arm. I am never denied.


Night Watch by Noel Kerns


bad girls do it well // a mix for girls who take no shit.


"The Great Illusion", Lara Stone by Paolo Roversi for Vogue Italia May 2010

i keep dreaming of angels,
of their massive, winged hulls
lined with the scars that they earned,
like medals for tattered soldiers,
when they crash-landed on earth.

(they were sent down to keep us safe;
to kiss the heroin-addicts in their sleep—
but their skin cracks in their ache to escape,
back to the heavenly and the divine)

i keep dreaming of angels,
of their natural tendency to destroy.
and in the darkness of the nightmare
when i wake, i keep seeing their shadows
burned like tattoos in my retinas,
blindingly bright.

i keep my hands held in front of me,
praying for salvation
or an apocalyptic decimation.

they arrived by the flock, l.c.


olly olly oxen free
all the people you will never be

The problem is that white people see racism as conscious hate, when racism is bigger than that. Racism is a complex system of social and political levers and pulleys set up generations ago to continue working on the behalf of whites at other people’s expense, whether whites know/like it or not. Racism is an insidious cultural disease. It is so insidious that it doesn’t care if you are a white person who likes black people; it’s still going to find a way to infect how you deal with people who don’t look like you. Yes, racism looks like hate, but hate is just one manifestation. Privilege is another. Access is another. Ignorance is another. Apathy is another. And so on. So while I agree with people who say no one is born racist, it remains a powerful system that we’re immediately born into. It’s like being born into air: you take it in as soon as you breathe. It’s not a cold that you can get over. There is no anti-racist certification class. It’s a set of socioeconomic traps and cultural values that are fired up every time we interact with the world. It is a thing you have to keep scooping out of the boat of your life to keep from drowning in it. I know it’s hard work, but it’s the price you pay for owning everything.

Scott Woods (X)

he motherfucking dropped the truth.

(via mesmerisme)


he may be a ninety six year old soviet master assassin sniper with two dozen confirmed political kills that could kill me with the littlest finger on his bionic metal arm in my sleep but he is too precious for this world and must be protected at all costs

Deathless by Catherynne M. Valente

So many people sang Sappho’s songs that she was called the tenth muse. Solon the Athenian law-giver, one of the seven sages, heard a boy singing a Sappho song. He asked the boy to teach it to him, “so that I may learn it and die.” As we pluck our guitars and banjos and do our best to sing her poems, we are in a line - a very fragmented line - of musicians who learned her songs in the centuries after she lived and some who now make songs inspired by her poems. She is so distant and so unknown to us, yet real and and achingly beautiful, like the rosy-fingered moon she described as pouring light over both the flowery fields and the salty sea. She shines her poetic light on us, as she has on so many others, across a distance of twenty-six centuries; but it’s “the same moonlight”.

Chris Mason, ‘Bright Lyre Becomes Voice: Translating Sappho into Songs’, The Antioch Review 67 (2009)

Chris Mason is a member of Old Songs, a band that translates ancient Greek poetry and sets it to music in an Appalachian folk style. You can listen to it here; it’s really, really good. 



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