fuckyeahfunko:

Hot Topic exclusive black & white Loki.
They’re going overboard with the Hot Topic exclusives. Sheesh. There ARE other stores, you know.

Funko is killing me with these special edition Lokis!!! First Jotun Loki and now THIS!! *CRIES*

fuckyeahfunko:

Hot Topic exclusive black & white Loki.

They’re going overboard with the Hot Topic exclusives. Sheesh. There ARE other stores, you know.

Funko is killing me with these special edition Lokis!!! First Jotun Loki and now THIS!! *CRIES*

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awwww-cute:

He finally grew into that bow tie

awwww-cute:

He finally grew into that bow tie

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Chris Evans + swearing.

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nikkiimarchy:

catseverywhere:

Still learning how to cat. It’s a slow process.

He turns around like “THIS ISNT WORKING”

nikkiimarchy:

catseverywhere:

Still learning how to cat. It’s a slow process.

He turns around like “THIS ISNT WORKING”

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jossisgod:

virtualgirlfriendsan:

krakensdottir:

This clip. Is one of my favorite Loki moments of all time.

Because as crazy as he’s gone since, we have to remember that Loki used to be the sane one. Like, the only sane guy in the room. Even at his schemiest (totes a word, shut up) and most mischievous, he was the smart one, the quiet one, the one who just really wished Thor would NOT.

And you know what they say about the quiet ones, when they finally do snap…

Never forget facepalming Loki. He’s still in there, somewhere. We hope.

I have faith in face-palming Loki.

Reblogging because I love this scene, this Loki, this Tom. 

(Source: tonysassy)

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adam-ageless-wanderer:

I’m slowly losing my ground
Slowly sinking down
Trapped by this thing they call love.

The beauty of this, always tugs at the heart strings. That Eve seems ever willing to come to her Adam and pull him from his depths and renew his purpose and reason for living. 

However, what happens if Eve were to die or worse, no longer has the inclination to do the dance? Would Adam be lost to the world, finally putting that bullet to use? If Eve were to finally call it quits and end all connections with Adam, how would that affect him?

These are things I think about. Things the character and I talk about as I’m trying to fall asleep at night. 

(Source: damnyouhiddles)

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drumcorpsdreamer:

love-you-meanit:

I was analyzing music for class tomorrow when THIS happened…

THIS IS THE BEST POST IN THE WORLD.

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luciferofevil:

siochan-leat:

luciferofevil:

There was a second silence. But it felt like it was going on for eternity. There wasn’t any crying. Why wasn’t there any crying? Was the baby…….? Lucifer closed his eyes. Please. Please. Please. He begged to himself. A gurgle and cry broke the silence. Muriel quickly cut the cord and wrapped a warm blanket around Lucifer’s newborn son. Lucifer laughed and sniffed back tears. “He’s here Irene! He’s here! Look at him!” he exclaimed as he watched the baby move and lift his small hands in the air. But Irene didn’t reply. “Irene?” Still no reply. Lucifer turned to look at her. “Irene?” Her eyes were closed and wasn’t moving.”Irene? Irene?” He gently shook her. “I need you to open your eyes! You can’t leave me! Not now! Not ever! WAKE UP!” his voice broke at the end. Lucifer’s lips quivered. “Please wake up.”

She was floating, floating in an endless black soundless space. Her eyes strained painfully to catch any fleck of light but to no avail. Suddenly, there was light to her right side and she floated towards it. As it got brighter she put her hands up to shield her eyes, then she was falling; falling fast from a great height. Her stomach lurched as she saw the ground come up towards her but felt no pain as she hit it. Her hands grasped the soft grass as she lifted her head to look around. There was an elderly figure in front of her planting a tree. She gasped when she realized who it was.

The Father.

He turned and smiled at her and extended his hand. She smiled back and took his hand. He covered hers with his other hand and squeezed them gently. He then lifted his hand and cupped her cheek.

"It is done. Your child is come." The Father said softly. Irene felt tears on her cheeks.

"Peace is restored to the realms, above and below."

She nodded. “Thank you.” she whispered. She heard Lucifer’s frantic voice calling for her. “I must return to them.”

The Father nodded. “One last thing before you return. Tell Lucifer….” he trailed off and closed his eyes for a moment.

"T-tell my son that he is welcome should he ever decide…to come home."

Irene smiled brightly. “I will tell him.” She leaned and kissed his cheek. “Father…” she whispered. Then she was flying, flying faster than any airplane could, past the speed of sound and light down a long tunnel of light hurdling faster and faster until…..

A baby’s sharp cry. She was home.

Irene was still not opening her eyes. “Open your eyes Irene. Open them.” There was still nothing Lucifer growled. “Irene. If you don’t open your eyes this second. I swear I will never forgive you!” his voice cracked at the end. His finger gently brushed her hair. “Don’t leave me alone in this world.” Irene couldn’t leave him yet. Not with their son finally here. He didn’t know how to take care of a child by himself. What if he screwed something up. Didn’t give the child the attention he needed? Or gave him too much attention?

She heard Lucifer’s voice and her heart warmed. She reached for him, her small hands grasping the comforter of the bed instead. “I…I couldn’t leave you…m-my love.” she whispered hoarsely, her voice cracking with emotion. She opened her eyes and gazed at her beloved Lucifer. “Don’t fret my dearest, I’m here. Wh-where is…our son?”

(Source: the-archangelmichael)

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