Anonymous asked: Steve Rogers
I would fight for anyone who needed someone to fight for them. Maybe that sounds usual and “all-powerful” or something, but if I cannot fight to myself the least I can do is fight for others. I’d die for my family, my friends…
Send me an Avengers character:
Tony Stark: Something I'm vain aboutSteve Rogers: A cause I would fight for
Bruce Banner: Something that makes me really angry
Thor: A time I felt strong
Natasha Romanoff: Something I wish I could change about my past
Clint Barton: A time I felt used
Loki: Something I thought was true, that actually wasn't true / A time someone lied to me
Phil Coulson: Someone I secretly "fangirl" over
Nick Fury: My last physical injury
Finished two extremely bad-ass art projects today. Mission accomplished.
What happens when a tree branch falls onto a powerline?
Answer: Dramatic Annihilation
Only 17 seconds long - stick to the end.
Submitted by: nonniebyrd
THAT IS BEAUTIFUL.
Did that shit…just explode rainbows?!
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idk why but I burst out laughing every time I see this video
gapes at screen with open mouth
“No,” the wire whispered. “You can’t—you’ll burn—”
The branch smiled sadly, looking up at the tree that had protected her for so many years. But, the branch needed to know for herself the heat and passion of the wires. “I would rather burn a hundred times over,” she said softly, “than live an eternity away from you.”
“But, I’m right here! You can see me every day!” The wire pleaded desperately. “You don’t have to do this!”
“Actually, I do,” the branch replied. “I’m falling and it’s only a matter of time. Please…tell me you’ll catch me. Even if I’ll burn, tell me you’ll catch me.”
The wire was silent before swaying in affirmation, gazing up at the branch that had always been so far above him. Always out of reach, always kept away, protected jealously by the tree.
The wind was picking up, and with each blow, the branch swung ever closer to the wires until finally, she was ripped from the tree and fell down into the waiting arms of her beloved.
“Hello,” she whispered, feeling that dreadful heat creeping up from her base. It wouldn’t be long now. The sparks were already starting and she was starting to glow. The wire tried to prevent the inevitable, desperately trying to contain the power he knew would lead to her violent destruction, but all he could do was watch her burn as they swayed in the wind.
It was over within a few seconds. There was a sudden burst of colorful flames and everything was still. Even the wind had died down, leaving the remnants of the branch…his branch…sprawled across him, nothing more than a charred memory.
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You know Shweta’s going to great lengths not to do her paper when she writes a tragic OTP for a telephone wire and a tree branch.
I’m going to now creep out as discreetly as possible and try to write my paper. Or something.
Tumblr…did you just give me a fanfiction…about a stick falling on a power line?
And people wonder why I spend so much time with you.
Still a better love story than Twilight.
OH GOD THE FANFICTION
this video is 20% cooler
(Source: wimp.com)
The Reaping from Mr Mellark’s POV.
My eyes find the girl - the woman - I had once hoped to marry in the crowd as her daughter’s name is called, only for her other daughter to volunteer in her place. Katniss Everdeen. I find the back of Peeta’s head in the crowd, blonde hair shining in the sun. I barely have time to take pity for him, watching the girl he’s so admired all his life stand up and accept her probable death. Because the boys are being called, and it’s Peeta Mellark. He steps forward, and for a second I see a tiny boy running home and telling me that he’s met the girl he wants to marry and she’s called Katniss.
Oh, my boy. My poor boy.
I do not know if I will be on this account again. Some really hard stuff is going on in my life and I’ve lost interest in everything I’m obsessed with. Sorry.
Also I might not live for much longer, I still cant quite decide.
