o alcohol, would you please forgive me?
for while I cannot love myself
i’ll use something else
[a grantaire playlist x]
i. can’t stand me now - the libertines ii. that old black hole - dr. dog iii. heroin - the velvet underground iv. liar - sex pistols v. these days - nico vi. black treacle - arctic monkeys vii. alcohol - barenaked ladies viii. shame is the name - morrissey ix. bitter and twisted - uk subs x. i just sighed, i just sighed, just so you know - los campesinos xi. picture me in a hospital - babyshambles xii. loser - beck xiii. i remember nothing - joy division xiv. the politics of holy shit i just cut my hand on a bottle - johnny hobo
Russian traditional architrave - “nalichnik” - still can be found even in a big cities.
Some of those was made in XIX century.
Journey Into Mystery #643
what I like about Loki’s illusions is that they’re always calculated to hurt psychologically as well as physically; he casts them with the ‘Reveal’ already in mind (to, eg. make Thor feel humiliated that he’s dropped his guard, has fallen flat on his face, etc.)
Even when he gets caught out, the way he says ‘now you see me, brother' sounds more like a 'fuck you.’
Inexperienced ghosts have a hard time manipulating inorganic material or focusing their actions without a familiar body frame to ascribe them to. It’s much easier for ghosts to manipulate bones into the facsimile of a living thing and pilot the skeleton until they figure out how to perform more complicated tasks with their incorporeal bodies.
It’s seen as a goodwill gesture to collect piles of bones in secluded woodland places and leave them for wayward ghosts to pick through. It does not bring any specific good luck but It’s never a bad idea to establish your benevolence to wayward spirits.
Tom Hiddleston - Oh, dandy cool - Vogue Italia - Dicembre 2013
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it’s got everything you could want