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Avengers Assemble #025

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    i have fought enough
goddamn battles
to earn this frown
a thousand times.
Don’t tell me to smile
because the real world
makes you uncomfortable.
i am not a performer, w.k. (via bombsinyourbones)
    if i read our story backwards, it’s about how
I pulled your bones from the ground and
danced with them until you grew back again;
how I kissed the rotting out of your skin
and spent hours apologizing for it;
it’s the story of how i watched you
swallow your blood and put teeth in your head
until you were whole and forgot my name
i like it better this way. w.k. (via bombsinyourbones)
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    The wolf back there wasn’t all fangs and darkness and leaking terror. No. The wolf back there was writing to you while you weren’t looking. The wolf back there wanted to love you but kept doing it in the wrong way. And I know what your grandmother said, baby. I know I know I know, but there are sharp things here that want to be loved, too. They are constantly reaching, but they haven’t been taught gentle or soft. How long did you wait before you called them monsters? All those times you heard them howling and ran the other way. It was your name being sung the whole time, and you ran. Come back here. You don’t have to lay yourself out for anyone you don’t want to, but maybe this is a second chance. I know what it looks like from where you’re standing, but the shadows have a way of making beasts out of all the bravest men. Come back here if you are sick of running from the languages you don’t know. Try learning them instead. You never know what might feel right in your mouth instead of all the tired words you’re used to.
— Y.Z, the beasts were carved out of the softness (via rustyvoices)
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pity this busy monster, manunkind,

not. Progress is a comfortable disease:
your victim (death and life safely beyond)

plays with the bigness of his littleness
—- electrons deify one razorblade
into a mountainrange; lenses extend
unwish through curving wherewhen till unwish
returns on its unself.
A world of made
is not a world of born —- pity poor flesh

and trees, poor stars and stones, but never this
fine specimen of hypermagical

ultraomnipotence. We doctors know

a hopeless case if —- listen: there’s a hell
of a good universe next door; let’s go


pity this busy monster, manunkind, E. E. Cummings. (via chazkeats)

House Martell: Not your erotic, not your exotic

rumaan:

(title taken from the poem of the same name by Suheir Hammad)

I’m crawling out of my little fandom hole because three episodes in, I’m becoming increasingly irritated at how Oberyn Martell and the Dornish on a whole are being portrayed in Game of Thrones. 

Apparently, when not attending weddings, Oberyn and Ellaria can be found exclusively in a brothel inciting an orgy of some sort. Even when they do attend outside events, they are drawn to the scantily clad contortionist or to propositioning fellow guests by suggestively eating food. Yes, Dorne is more sexually permissive than other areas of Westeros. Paramours are common, noble-born women have sex before and outside of marriage, and bastards are not scorned and hidden away. For the writers of Game of Thrones, this means one thing: more sex scenes.

Instead of highlighting how racist the Westerosi attitudes towards Dorne are, the show buys into them, reducing the Dornish so far to a few men in turbans and over sexed characters with quick tempers. So far, Oberyn Martell has spent his time having sex, issuing threats and hotheadedly killing stray Lannister soldiers. Gone is any subtlety he had in the book, where he patiently bided his time with his brother to seek justice for his sister, Elia. Instead show!Oberyn is the orientalist archetype of a highly sexed, overly passionate non-white male, unable to keep either his libido or temper in check.

Coming on top of Essos and how the characters there are PoC who are either cruel, barbaric, avaricious slave owners or slaves who need to be saved by the white saviour character (and this is without mentioning the cringe worthy end of season 3 where Daenery’s crowd surfs a purely brown crowd), this portrayal of Oberyn Martell and Dorne is particularly galling. 

For David Benioff and Dan Weiss it seems Oberyn Martell and Dorne is very much their erotic and their exotic. 

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derekbaratheon:

kabjl:

Sebastian Stan gets choked up talking about how much his mother means to him…

 (x)

the-nestene-consciousness:

strawberry-taffy:

having an old tiny worrisome asian lady as my mother is a small burden

"i love u my dumpling"

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    Didn’t you know that the stars love and hate, that a nova is a passion, and that a dead star is just like a dead human or a dead machine? The trees have their lusts, and I have heard the drunken laughter of buildings, the urgent demands of highways…

Robert Sheckley, “Can You Feel Anything When I Do This?” from 

 Store of the Worlds (via frenchtwist)

onyourproperty:

gyzym:

There is no need to explain this gifset.

PLEASE YES, give me bucky barnes smoking cigarettes until the inside of his throat itches on every inhale, give me bucky barnes holding a roll-up til it burns down to the fingers of his flesh-and-blood hand, give me bucky barnes drinking until he throws up from muscle memory alone, not at all because he’s drunk, just because some part of him remembers that he should be. give me bucky barnes who tries to treat his panic and confusion with his old favorite medicines, with stupid scary overindulgences, with being a beautiful self-destructive baby, and hating the world (himself) when he realizes they don’t do shit anymore. give me bucky barnes who teeters on a dangerous edge and doesn’t know who the hell to tell about it so he just keeps trying, like with everything, trying to be that guy he used to be — one more cigarette, one more bottle, and maybe this’ll be the time it does something, please, god, maybe this time. 

              (x)