“The Avengers are about giving you a chance to start over. You just have to decide what you want that start to be. You make your own choices. Create your own path. You come up with a vision of what you aspire to…and then you work to make it happen.”
— Janet van Dyne
for okayophelia, for making me thisT H E R E A L M E T E R N A L C A N N O T H O L D
rag·na·rök, (regin, gods + rök, fate)
the towers fall to ash, the skies open, the great jaws of fenrir open before him, and still he cannot quite bring himself to believe. still it evades him, even when the ships land, even when the first blow is struck, even when he sees the fire aimed towards asgard’s sun. when the moon goes out, still he cannot quite believe, still he cannot quite grasp, and when he sees his brother laughing while the city burns all around them, it is only then that he sees. pax asgardia, the books had told him once; all the universe under the rule of one benevolent king; all the realms at peace and at harmony, all the universe contained inside one all-seeing god. it cannot hold, loki has said on more than one occasion. we have let stasis bleed into our roots and seep into our hearts, we have fancied ourselves gods when there is but one god.
and who is that? he had asked, young and foolish.
time, his brother replies.
in the end, it is only the two of them. in the end, in the collapse of the realm eternal and in the crushing cold of the void, in the last screaming vestiges of a realm that had once ruled the universe but is now ash, there is only them. there had only ever been the two of them, the fate of the twilight written into their bones.
loki summons the last strength in his dying body, and looks up. he watches the humans pull away.
black widow by Paul Gulacy, 1982.
Matt Murdock’s hair at its Samnee sexiest
(images from Daredevil 18-22)
its still in beta right? I’m sure it’ll have it in the finished version.
oh i dunno, for some reason i thought it was finished but i’m probably wrong
umm does the new xkit not have a copy tags option??
MY 20 FAVORITE MUTANTS
» xi. Elizabeth Braddock — Psylocke
“You gentlemen stand around and look tough while I do an astral reconnaissance.”
