Beautiful Rule-Breaking Moth




Deucalion and Gerard face-off in the old folks home… “I! AM! SENIORWOLF!”

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petition to have jeff b davis be the new showrunner



Are we still going on that TWS kick? Yep. So steve’s daemon is an eagle, and she was always beautiful. It was a source of constant frustration that he had this incredibly strong and beautiful daemon who would soar and perch while he sat there and wished he could fly too. However it was a part of what led him to become Captain America since he already had a beautiful soul that lacked frayed edges. So when Steve’s changed physically, she stays the same and lands on his shoulder just giving him these “we match we match!” feelings.

Conversely bucky’s daemon Perdita is a German Shepherd, incredibly loyal who used to let Steve’s Eagle ride around on her head. As the war rages on she grows a little ragged but Bucky always kept an arm around her in the tent and when they were captured she’s the one that tried to wake him up to say that Steve was here to save them.

And then when they fell off the train it’s thanks to her that he survived, she kept swimming even as he froze.

And here’s where it gets really sad, because Russia naturally was experimenting with daemons and daemon sizes as well as seperations. Bucky was one of the first people to have his daemon seperated from him. They ended up in the machine and he kept telling her to stay strong, and her last words - her last sane words to him were “I love you.” before they split and the first seeds of madness cracked. Wandering around aimlessly and sitting at his feet.

However the idea was to maintain an individual’s creativity so he and Perdita were summoned back and their souls were sewn back together with the two of them trying to figure out who the other one was. The experiment was a success however, and he regained some of his humanity - but both of them lost quite a bit in the experience.

But it’s really driven home just how far gone he is when he’s standing there in the middle of the street, like a monster, with no daemon beside him. Steve’s eagle is shrieking in his direction, wings barely flapping and out of nowhere comes this massive daemon, looking like a demon with it’s teeth bared and that’s when Steve knows It’s bucky because it’s Perdita. And the eagle flaps forward before the dog howls and leaps for it.


This needs to be in the next movie please


This needs to be in the next movie please


Jesus take the wheel


Whoa there Jesus




Lord Byron gets up at two. I get up, quite contrary to my usual custom … at 12. After breakfast we sit talking till six. From six to eight we gallop through the pine forest which divide Ravenna from the sea; we then come home and dine, and sit up gossiping till six in the morning. I don’t suppose this will kill me in a week or fortnight, but I shall not try it longer. Lord B.’s establishment consists, besides servants, of ten horses, eight enormous dogs, three monkeys, five cats, an eagle, a crow, and a falcon; and all these, except the horses, walk about the house, which every now and then resounds with their unarbitrated quarrels, as if they were the masters of it… . [P.S.] I find that my enumeration of the animals in this Circean Palace was defective … . I have just met on the grand staircase five peacocks, two guinea hens, and an Egyptian crane. I wonder who all these animals were before they were changed into these shapes.
Percy Bysshe Shelley on the lifestyle of Lord Byron (via jawdust)


This makes me weep with laughter every time I see it.


brotp? oh, yeah. okay. they’re totally a brotp. best bros. bros for life. bros MARRIED for life. bros who make out all the time. bros who confess their feelings on a summer night in a field of tall grass. it was windy and there were fireflies


Breakfast of Champions, The Nutella Crepe Cake