#pleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease pleasE See it too

[imtooautisticforthisshit]

Geto fans get ON the crane wives "The Moon Will Sing" ASAP if you havent already (i believe most of you have!!!)

[ythmir-writes]

dr. zayne "i'll use my body as payment" and "i always pay my debts" is all bark bark woof woof at first but then i remember his Myths and -

or, what you (i) would like to say the moment zayne decides its a good time to self-sacrifice

i hold his hand tightly, pull him back into a tight embrace because No, you don't have to, you don't have to do this zayne. there is no situation dire enough to come to pass in this world that should warrant that extreme a sacrifice

do you think you going on there and freezing yourself so you can stop a Wanderer attack will make tomorrow a little brighter? do you think its only you specifically who can save us all from the worst case scenario and save the world? dr im-so-brilliant-i-finished-medical-school-and-got-a-license-in-the-time-it-takes-someone-to-sneeze?

i dont want your sacrifice! i dont want to walk on roads paved with your bones. i dont fucking want to live in cities thawing from your frost because you thought unleashing a blizzard only you could do and wiping yourself out in the process would be a brilliant move to protect them. i dont want to take the cup that holds your blood, i do not want to have to look at the world and see you only in memory.

i want you here. i want you holding my hand. i want you poking at my forehead because i didnt bring enough warm clothes again or because i wasnt able to take my meds on time again or because i freaked out you werent calling when you shouldve -

i want to be there to bandage your wounds. i want you bandaging my wounds

you are the most selfless, kindhearted, driven, and dedicated person i know. your bravery is second to none - most infuriatingly so whenever you think you can save even just one soul but please!! dont ever fucking think you have to carry that burden alone.

remember that time you managed to parry that Wanderer attack and reminded me consistently of it for three days? do you remember? because i do! every day. every goddamn day i go out to do my work and you do yours, it all rattles in my head. you told me that i could rest easy because you have my back. that whatever happens, safety is a priority.

you told me that im not fighting alone anymore. i cried at that, remember? and you did too, you sentimental shmuck

so why the hell do you think you have to do it all alone? what kind of mental gymnastics did your brilliant brain do for you to reach the conclusion that its okay to leave me behind when youre out there fighting for the world, for Linkon, for us

for me?

i want you fighting with me, please

please

pleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease

dont do it. dont go -

let me fight with you too

[dearlazerbunny]

Lie to Me (Ch. 7 of ?)

Pairings: Loki x Reader

Genre/Ratings: M eventually (aiming for a slow burn here); warnings for kidnapping and subsequent anxiety/PTSD (will be marked before every chapter)

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Summary: If you had to guess what the captured, traitor, trickster god Loki Laufeyson wanted or needed at this moment, a babysitter would be far, far down on the list. (Set after the events of Avengers 1.)

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“Lady Y/N!” A booming voice echoes down the hallway, stopping you in your tracks. Thor, looking for all the world like an excited child, jogs up to you with a bright smile on his face.

“Oh, hey, um, Thor? Prince Thor?”

He laughs from his belly, throwing his head back and making his golden hair wave. “Lady, Thor is fine. You owe me no loyalty. Please, walk with me, if you have a moment?”

You look at your watch. “Sure, I have a few minutes. What’s up?”

“I was wondering if you had any news of Loki. How is he?” He falls along step beside you easily, even though he must be seriously slowing his gait so you can keep up with him. “I worry about him.”

“I mean, I don’t have a baseline of his usual moods, but as far as I can tell… sarcastic? Perpetually annoyed with the world at large? He hasn’t punched the wall again, though, at least as far as I’ve seen.”

“Indeed, that does sound like my brother.” His voice is a mixture or fondness and exasperation, and it makes you smile. Thor is easy to talk to; much less prickly than Trickster, and he clearly truly cares for his brother. And if someone like Thor cares for Trickster, then he can’t be all bad, right? “Have you spoken much? I hope he has not been too cross with you.”

“He was pretty sharp at first, but I grew up with an older brother, I can handle myself.” You shrug as you turn the corner. “Plus, we’ve had some really… interesting conversations.” A grin works its way across your face, remembering Trickster’s indignant look as you insisted he was a human teenager. “By the way, Thor, how old are you?”

Bushy eyebrows draw into the classic thinking expression. “Around fifteen hundred I believe. Why do you ask?”

“Oh, just something we were talking about.” That would make him… 25ish? The image of an exasperated older brother Thor trying to contain his moody younger sibling makes you giggle.

“Truly? If the tale makes you smile so, then I must hear it!”

Are you smiling that big? You shake your head. “Honestly, I’m not sure it would make any sense if I tried to explain it.”

“I see.” He pats your shoulder with a large hand, and you have to work not to stagger under the force of it. “I am glad he has you, lady. You seem an admirable companion.”

“Thanks, I think.” You give him a friendly nose scrunch for good measure. “I do what I can.”

“I would like to thank you, though I am not sure I have anything worthy to offer…” You can practically see the wheels turning in his head. “Ah! You said you were a scholar, did you not?” You nod an affirmative. “If it does not seem boastful, do you have any questions you would like to ask? Perhaps I can add to your assortment of knowledge.”

Your jaw practically drops to the floor. Sure, Trickster had offered to answer questions, but he was hardly a willing participant. Thor would probably answer any inquiry and draw you a diagram to go along with it if you asked. “R- really? You’d do that?”

“I would be happy to be of use. Come, let us sit.” He leads you to a sort of cafeteria, where agents are milling about and swallowing mid-grade lunch food. Surprisingly, a god and a newbie agent following him in like a toddler doesn’t even warrant a side eye. “Now, throw me your worst!”

“I… I don’t even know where to start!” You flip through a random notepad, searching for inspiration, when you spot your scribbles working out Tricker’s ‘human age’. “Oh, um, do you know what infinity stones are? I’ve never heard of them, and none of my colleagues seem to know anything either…”

Thor frowns, an expression at odds with his happy demeanor. “They are… complicated to explain, and to be frank, I do not know much of them myself. But I would be happy to gather what information I can for you on the subject.”

“Okay, okay, cool. Um, what about…” your eyes widen a little. “Um. Could I- maybe take a look at Mjolnir? Just, up close. I won’t touch it, I promise!”

“But of course!” As casual as you please, he unhooks it from his belt and sets it on the table in front of you, like it isn’t theoretically the most powerful weapon in the universe. “I doubt you would harm it, fear not.”

Holy. Crap. It shines in front of you and drips of power. Gently, you trace a rune emblazoned on the side. Whosoever holds this hammer, should he be worthy… “Wow,” you whisper. Just wait ‘til your professors hear about this.

“It was made at the request of my father, Odin, from rare metals, and forged in the heart of a dying star. He also cursed it, so that only the truly worthy may wield it.” He leans forward almost conspiratorially, and gives you a wink. “Would you care to try?”

“W- what? No, I- that would be ridiculous-!” Oh my god pleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease

“Nonsense!” He claps you on the back heartily, practically throwing you from your seat. Thor really doesn’t know his own strength. “I guarantee you, many scoundrels less noble than you have tried!”

“I-” Oh, screw it. What the hell. ”Sure. What’s the worst that could happen?”

“Indeed! Your spirit has fire!”

Oh, lord. You tentatively wrap a hand around the grip of the hammer, which absolutely dwarfs you. If it weighed what it should, it’d probably collapse the table it sits on. Come to think of it, the physics of this… fascinating. You’ll have to ask about that next. “Here we go…” You tug once, twice, the leather handle wrapped around your wrist. It doesn’t budge. Of course. “I told you this was silly,” you tease, releasing your grasp. “As if I could move it!”

“But my lady, it is so easy!” Of course, he plucks the hammer from its perch and twirls it as though it weighs nothing. “Perhaps you should try harder, hm?”

By this point you’re clutching your sides in laughter at his antics. “Stop it, you’re making me nervous! Lose your grip and you’ll take someone’s head off!”

He sets it down once more, chuckling along with you. “Have I satisfied your curiosity? Or will you be like Loki, and never let your nose leave your books?”

“Oh, we talked about that, a little at least. He told me he likes reading.”

“I do not believe he enjoys anything more.” He heaves a long-suffering sigh. “My friends and I never understood, but I do admire his intelligence. He has run circles around us all since childhood.” There’s a twinkle in his eye you can’t miss whenever he speaks of his brother. It’s incredibly sweet.

“You love him a lot, don’t you?”

Thor nods. “We have had our quarrels, to be sure. But in the end, he is my brother.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Um, I’m pretty sure you guys leveled a town out in New Mexico in one of your… quarrels.”

The blonde doesn’t look phased. “Yes, well. He’s adopted.”

A/N: Word count is up to 42k :) only six-ish more chapters ‘til she’s done! Love y’all to pieces xx

[raise-me-up-take-me-up]

Liveblogging “Crofters - The MUSICAL!”

- OMFG CROFTER’S PARTNERSHIP

- OH WOW

- “my mouth was ajar” is that Patton i see?

- ooh song!!

- LOGAN CHILD DO NOT FAINT

- why is the song so serious?? roman are you okay

- CURRENT EVENTS I CAN’T

- “let me get this straight” “good luck with that” gfksjdlhfkj ROMAN

- Logan being logical by asking the real questions

- “that makes perfect sense :D” Logan are  you alright??

- “how wild.... blueberry” LOGAN YOU SAID YOU HATED PUNS

-AGFLJKASJDFHKJS LOGAN “I DO NO LIKE TO SING” SANDERS SINGING HAS BLESSED MY EARS, WATERED MY CROPS, CLEARED MY SKIN, BANISHED MY NEGATIVITY, HEALED ME COMPLETELY IN EVERY WAY, I AM CLEANSED 

- “oh sh**!!” THOMAS-

- :O LOGAN!! IS!! ON!! THE LABEL!! CAN YOU BELIEVE?! CAUSE I CAN’T!! WOW

- Logan at a lass for words, somebody get a camera

- LOGAN FAINTED RESUSCITATE HIM WITH CROFTER’S

- “i like crofter’s too :(” aww

- “flip. my. lid” *pop* Logan stop

- “ow, sh**!” AGAIN WITH THE CURSING

- Roman throwing a tantrum i live for it

- “get out of here you stupid Robert Downer Jr.!!” roMAN

- *with a mouthful of jam* “yikes” SAME HONESTLY

- “i. still. lOVE IT.”

- LOGINCE DUET I CANNOT BREATHE

- Roman bby calm down

- ooh Roman angst :3c

- “...unordinary” *immediately eats another spoonful*

- moar angst :3c

- “logan has steadily grown more popular than me!” Oh No

- *cut to Logan devouring jam* “He’S jUsT sO cOoL!!”

- “i didn’t plan on any heavy character development...” hahahaha

- “it came up organically :(... oRGANICALLY LIKE THE JAM” Roman covering up his sadness with puns is a mood

- “you made a joke and now they’ll think that everything is fine...” SOMEBODY HUG HIM

- oh gosh this is so awkward

- “MAYBE... you’ll get your own flavour?” “eVERYBODY GO OUT THERE RIGHT NOW AND BUY A JAR OF LOGAN’S BERRY JAM. GO RIGHT NOW AND SUPPORT IT PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEASE”

- “like it? lIKE IT?!?! LIKE IT?!?!?! L I K E  I T ? ! ? ! ?!?! !” me @ any content Thomas Sanders puts out

- TRIO SINGING

- LOGAN GETTING OVEREXCITED CALM DOWN SWEETHEART 

- #LETROMANRIFF2K18

- “biscuits- i mean business”

- too many puns please stop it physically hurts me

- Yes Roman you made very good puns

- VIRGIL MY BEAN

- “VIRGIL :DD” x3

- “wait, Patton knows about-” “Berry clever of you, Logan :D” ‘nO-”

- “fruitless” “gOOD ONE :DD” x4

10/10, loved it, had angst undertones, music, food (i’m eating a jam sandwich as i type this), all the bois, character development, lots of laughter, puns, would video again