“The day my father came to claim me, my mother did not wish for me to go. ‘She is a girl,’ she said, ‘and I do not think that she is yours. I had a thousand other men.’ He tossed his spear at my feet and gave my mother the back of his hand across the face, so she began to weep. ‘Girl or boy, we fight our battles,’ he said, ‘but the gods let us choose our weapons.’ He pointed to the spear, then to my mother’s tears, and I picked up the spear. ‘I told you she was m i n e,’ my father said, and took me.”

"One of the most interesting conversations Chris [Hemsworth] and I kept having was, ‘What does Loki want in the end?’ What does he want? I was unable to come up with a definitive answer. Perhaps because I don’t think Loki even knows. He’s become so accustomed to occupying opposition. Whatever the status quo is, he’s opposed to it. That’s why he’s a trickster, a shapeshifter, a deceiver, a strategist, a manipulator." (Hiddleston)

"Young Hollywood" portraits by Hedi Slimane (x)

@crystalreed313: Sometimes you just have to pull over and take a photo.

I’m a spy. Not some rooftop-jumping archer, shield-wielding super-soldier, or shiny-metal philanthrobot.  I need to make that clear on my business card.


MYTHS SERIES | wendigo 

The Anglokian Windigo (or Witiko) is a seasonal, subarctic, man-eating species. During the winter moons when food is scarce, there is a fear of the creature. With cadaverous body and a face out of an Edvard Munch portrait, highlighted with horrid glaring eyes, the Windigo have been described as giants with hearts of ice. Many who have been in close proximity to them have experienced chills and the sense that their own hearts were freezing over. 

It is a remorseless beast that will devour its own family. 


The rest had all been lies, though. He did remember what he did to her that night, she was convinced of that. She could see it in his eyes. He only pretended to forget; it was easier to do that than to face his shame. Deep down Robert Baratheon was a coward. In time the assaults grew less frequent. During the first year of their marriage he took her at least once a fortnight; by the end it was not even once a year. He never stopped completely, though. Sooner or later there would come a night when he would drink too much and want to claim his rights. What shamed him in the light of day gave him pleasure in the dark.

The Avengers. It’s what we call ourselves, sorta like a team. “Earth’s Mightiest Heroes” type thing. Takes us a while to get any traction, I’ll give you that one. But let’s do a head count here: your brother, the demigod; a super soldier, a living legend who kind of lives up to the legend; a man with… breathtaking anger management issues; a couple of master assassins… And you, big fella, you’ve managed to piss off every single one of them.


Before we get started, does anyone want to get out? - Captain America: The Winter Soldier (2014)