by littlebirdclegane and porzellanmalerei.

(Quelle: partizany)

Les Misérables (2012)

EVERT LEBHAFT IS WOLFGANG AMADEUS MOZART 

• He doesn’t like Haydn. Too structured. He calls Haydn “a bit of a bore” and likes to hang out with Chopin, and the two of them tinkle out hundreds of variations, improvements rather, to Haydn’s little melodies.
• He hates theory.
• He loves Schoenberg. He regards Schoenberg as a “chum”.
• Math is intriguing for him. He likes numbers and he likes doing weird things with them.
• Food.

I pay no attention whatever to anybody’s praise or blame. I simply follow my own feelings.

Beautiful Cities: Beijing, China

“北京”

Beautiful Cities: St. Petersburg, Russia.

“The city built upon bones”

“I swear to god, Steve, I will drop the PASIV out of this fucking window if you don’t tell me RIGHT NOW why you thought taking this goddamn job was a good idea, what with Bucky running around our heads trying to shoot us out of our dreams.”

“Can’t you feel it, Clint? You’re antsy. We’re all antsy. We’ve been the best dreamshare team there is out there since Cobb’s disbanded, and we haven’t gone under in over a year.”

Avengers Inception AU → wherein Thor of Odin Corp. hires Steve Rogers’ elite dreamsharing team to perform inception on his brother, Loki, and a shade of their ex-resident thief Bucky (who was killed when the team’s last job went horribly wrong) tries his best to sabotage it.

Or: Steve extracts, Tony builds, Clint runs point, Natasha’s a master of impersonation, Bruce concocts, Thor’s a tourist, and things happen.

(Quelle: -andrews)

AU MEME

↳ the avengers as half-bloods

(Quelle: imaloriginal)

ofthedeadrp:

LAND OF THE DEAD

An upcoming future/dystopian/school setting site in what was once Washington, DC. The government has been overthrown, the heroes are coming home, and the man who calls himself President is sitting in a throne.

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(Quelle: grandmasmarmalade)

(Quelle: say-life-is-giving-you-sings)

(Quelle: 10-74)

mellarkia:

AU: Katniss and Peeta never had to compete in the Games a second time, and became Mentors for District Twelve.

The stage lights make her skin sweat. Even after five years of this, she refuses to become used to it. She thinks perhaps Peeta’s used to it though, with his steady hand in hers and the way he and Caesar have a rapport that quickly becomes the holy grail of television, bouncing off one another effortlessly (and do we hear wedding bells yet, Peeta? Well, I don’t know, can you hear anything under that new wig of yours? Generous applause, screams of laughter). Her mind is somewhere else; behind the curtain where exactly three days ago she’d held a fourteen year old boy in her arms as he’d struggled in his tailored black suit and cried for his mother. He was a Seam boy (he’s lasted a whole seven hours in the arena so far, so Katniss supposes that’s something, at least). He had to do his whole interview with puffy red eyes and she’s so preoccupied that she doesn’t notice Caesar ask her a question until Peeta scuffs the back of her hand with his thumb. It’s a comforting gesture borne from needing to communicate silently all these years. It means come back.

(I think someone’s a little preoccupied with wedding thoughts, don’t you folks!) Please, no. Not yet.

She slumps through the rest of the interview with Peeta’s help. They won’t crawl in to bed (shhh, Katniss it was just a bad dream, I’m here) until the tiny hours of tomorrow. She dreams every night of crying children, silk, and Prim’s name being drawn from a pool of blood.