❛ give me your m a e l s t r o m girls. your women with HURRICANES in their HEARTS && t s u n a m i s in their souls ; give me girls whose mouth SPIT — POISON and never smile on command. give me the ones that burn too hot and bright, and let them GO to WAR. let them SAVE their sisters who still wear the FLOWER CROWNS, and don't yet HAVE a taste for violence —- ;;
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☎—— hugging them
falling onto the couch with an over exaggerated sigh that just screamed ‘ please pay attention to me ‘, though the times weren’t often where darcy would exploit her friendship with a thunder god, desperate times called for DESPERATE measures. after all, friendships were supposed to have perks, weren’t they ?? this probably wasn’t what the speaker had intended, but it was with that line of thought that she found herself slumping into the too soft for this world stark tower couch cushions, which in turn led to her leaning into her companion’s side.
with her face smushed up against a bicep that did its job in covering the entirety of her face, and her entire body SAGGING into the motion of another sigh, it was thanks to her perfectly crafted plan ( fucking score !! ) that a large, large, large hand found its way into her hair; fingers petting softly through the frizzed locks in the way only a gentle giant ever could. ‘ what ails you, darcy? ’ with the words spoken soothingly over her head, she could literally feel the worried rumble of thor’s voice as she leaned further into his side. and really, a part of her knew she was being unreasonable——— being a BRAT, really. but with the world being shot to shit, and darcy being thrown unprepared and head first into the mess that was the new world, it felt like even the smallest things going wrong were so much BIGGER than they really were. which was what had her gripping tightly to the elder’s hand, all ten fingers wrapped tightly around the warmth of his palm as she quietly revealed what her problem was.
‘ my—— uh, my ipod. it finally died on me. ’ it was honestly so stupid, and yet, when her playlists were the one of the few remaining things she had clung to, losing them felt like such a blow. ‘ it’s DUMB, i know, but it’s just. it was at least something that was MINE y’know?? ’ considering the only things she had managed to grab before dashing out of her shitty south bronx apartment was her purse and the tasor tony stark had built her himself, she was sorely lacking in the personal possessions department. even then, as she sat moping in attempt to merge herself to the other’s arm, her clothes were either swiped or borrowed from the other occupants of the tower. nothing of it was hers, and though she was GRATEFUL, it wasn’t a feeling she enjoyed having to feel in the first place. so though she knew thor couldn’t be the cure all to all her problems, without her music to soothe her, his arms around her and cushioned beneath felt like a pretty good start.
sighing as she tucked herself in further, folding her legs at the knees so she could make herself even smaller, though it wasn’t a solution, it felt pretty darn good nonetheless. with thor saying just the right thing about how ‘ they were her feelings, and therefore were validated and never to be overlooked ‘, it was really him tucking her into his side that did her in. with his fingers still stroking, and the warm weight of his arm thrown over her shoulder, she might not have had her music, but she had good company, and even greater comfort, and that was worth it.
#❛ *.:。 ✶ * answered — 「 ᵃˢᵏ ᵐᵉᵐᵉ 」 ❜#❛ *.:。 ✶ * thor odinson — 「 ᶤᶰᵗᵉʳᵃᶜᵗᶤᵒᶰ 」 ❜#me @ myself ...#bee why u so shit at replying 2 memes??#IDK IM t RYIN#thcnderous
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Girl Crushes
#❛ *.:。 ✶ * mirror — 「 ʰᵘʳʳᶤᶜᵃᶰᵉ ᵈᵃʳᶜʸ 」 ❜#❛ *.:。 ✶ * isms — 「 ᶰᵒᵗ ᵈʸᶤᶰᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᶤˣ ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᵍᵉ ᶜʳᵉᵈᶤᵗˢ 」 ❜#if this ain't darcy af
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SEND A SYMBOL FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO YOURS:
▼ kissing them
♢ stabbing them
♞ shooting them
✖ punching them
➶ slapping them
☠ poisoning them
☎ hugging them
☂ picking them up
✗ bringing them alcohol
✣ bringing them food
☯ coming home late
♀ proposing marriage
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#❛ *.:。 ✶ * isms — 「 ᶰᵒᵗ ᵈʸᶤᶰᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᶤˣ ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᵍᵉ ᶜʳᵉᵈᶤᵗˢ 」 ❜#lit darcy @ evyerone !!!#but esp#❛ *.:。 ✶ * ft. thor — 「 ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᶠʳᵉᵃᵏᶤᶰᵍ ᵐᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ 」 ❜#but like... Fondly af
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‘ ———- wow, wonderful, AMAZING. ’ and god, was that a hint of SARCASM in her voice?? why yes, yes it was. now, a part of her, the more reasonable, less twitchy part of her knew that she was being unfair. in fact, she was being really, really unfair considering she had just had her life saved by the person before her, but after crawling her way down two streets of rubble, and being forced to cram herself into an alleyway where the only place to hide had been behind a giant pile of dead ALIENS, she was not a happy camper. oh no, oh no sir. at this point, she had long since passed unhappy, and she was nearing a town called fucking pissed. with her favourite band shirt covered in outer space goop, and the rips in her jeans rubbing painfully into her skinned knees, the only thing she was at this point was ready to go HOME ———- wherever the hell that was supposed to be.
‘ LOOK, not that i don’t appreciate you trying to help me or whatever ( not that you actually did ) but that was really unnecessary and now you owe me another frozen breakfast burrito?? that was LITERALLY my first meal in days —— goddamn DAYS i’m telling you!! ’ but wow, did the remains of her burrito look ever so sad scattered in its pieces on the ground before her; the frozen pieces of egg falling out to mingle with the ground and all the dirt it made home to. her first meal in days —— gone. her hope?? DEFEATED. all because some sucker decided knocking the alien freak away from her required knocking the burrito out of her hand as a casualty. a goddamn waste was what it was. and now, she was going to DIE because her body required real life nutrients to live and she couldn’t provide for it??
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It’s not childish to hold onto hope. It’s actually hard, very hard.
Grey’s Anatomy (via wnq-movies)
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#❛ *.:。 ✶ * INSPO — 「 ˢᵒ ᶰᵒᵗ ʷᵒʳᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃʸ 」 ❜#❛ *.:。 ✶ * ft. JANE FOSTER — 「 ᶤᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶰᵃᵐᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᶜᶤᵉᶰᶜᵉ 」 ❜#LISTEN this is darcy & jane af
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#❛ *.:。 ✶ * INSPO — 「 ˢᵒ ᶰᵒᵗ ʷᵒʳᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃʸ 」 ❜#❛ *.:。 ✶ * ft. THOR — 「 ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᶠʳᵉᵃᵏᶤᶰᵍ ᵐᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ 」 ❜#darcy ft an ACTUAL GOLDEN PUP
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tag dump !!
#❛ *.:。 ✶ * MIRROR — 「 ʰᵘʳʳᶤᶜᵃᶰᵉ ᵈᵃʳᶜʸ 」 ❜#❛ *.:。 ✶ * MUSINGS — 「 ᶜʳᵃᶻʸ ᶤˢ ᵃˢ ᶜʳᵃᶻʸ ᵈᵒᵉˢ 」 ❜#❛ *.:。 ✶ * ISMS — 「 ᶰᵒᵗ ᵈʸᶤᶰᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ˢᶤˣ ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᵍᵉ ᶜʳᵉᵈᶤᵗˢ 」 ❜#❛ *.:。 ✶ * INSPO — 「 ˢᵒ ᶰᵒᵗ ʷᵒʳᵗʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵖᵃʸ 」 ❜#❛ *.:。 ✶ * OOC — 「 ᶤ ᵃᵐ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃ ʰᵘᵐᵃᶰ ᵇᵉᵉ 」 ❜#❛ *.:。 ✶ * ft. JANE FOSTER — 「 ᶤᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶰᵃᵐᵉ ᵒᶠ ˢᶜᶤᵉᶰᶜᵉ 」 ❜#❛ *.:。 ✶ * ft. THOR — 「 ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ᶠʳᵉᵃᵏᶤᶰᵍ ᵐᵉ ᵒᵘᵗ 」 ❜
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