"There are only two worlds - your world, which is the real world, and other worlds, the fantasy. Worlds like this are worlds of the human imagination: their reality, or lack of reality, is not important. What is important is that they are there. these worlds provide an alternative. Provide an escape. Provide a threat. Provide a dream, and power; provide refuge, and pain. They give your world meaning. They do not exist; and thus they are all that matters."

(Source: sharanga)

appleznbananaz:

huntersilver:

teal-deer:

moosefeels:

rebornica:

I keep seeing too many people complain about having big thighs and being fat or skinny so I made these!

Encouraging Zangief!

can we just call him body positive zangief

omg he IS body positive, there’s even one for us twigbeasts ;-; 

This pretty much describes how me and my best friend used to wrestle. You are good man, Zangief.

I LIKE IT

(Source: ddowney)

1ikeaphoenix:

 

tardiscrash:

Iron Man has defeated the Mandarin.

morlanovak:

spn meme: four otps (2/4)

↳ Meg/Castiel

“‘Why are you so sweet on me, Clarence?”

flimsycat:

my immortal except beTTER

musicalnterest:

Sweet Child of Mine - Gregorian

Originally by Guns n’ Roses

musicalnterest:

Stairway to Heaven - Gregorian

Originally by Led Zeppelin

lay down your sweet and weary head
night is falling - you have come to journey’s end
sleep now and dream of the ones who came before
they are calling from across a distant shore
why do you weep? what are these tears upon your face?
soon you will see: all of your fears will pass away
safe in my arms, you’re only sleeping…

hope fades into the world of night
shadows falling out of memory and time
don’t say we have come now to the end
white shores are calling - you and i will meet again
and you’ll be here in my arms, just sleeping…

My Heart Will Go On covered by Gregorian

roccondil:

Gregorian - Fix You (Live)

Holy crap.

rifflechristian:

“He put his hands in his coat pocket and turned back eagerly…as though my presence marred the sacredness of the vigil.” The Great Gatsby, Ch. 7

The last few lines of the chapter remind me of Rachmaninov’s All Night Vigil…

kinsara:

I honestly think this is the most beautiful song I have ever heard in my life. Listening to it with noise-cancelling headphones is like having my ears in heaven.