"Mr. Stark was adamant that these suits can’t exist anywhere else, don’t exist anywhere else, never will exist anywhere else, and won’t for at least five to ten years, and here we are in Monaco realizing, uh-oh, these suits exist now."

[1/?] video games - Assassin’s Creed II

I thought I was beyond this. But I'm not. I've waited too long,
lost too much. Requiescat in Pace, you bastard!


White Northern Lights in Finland


Heimdall: The Nosiest Jerk in Asgard

Nobody's perfect.


spring night — one hour worth
a thousand gold coins;
clear scent of flowers,
shadowy moon.
songs and flutes upstairs — threads of sound;
in the garden, a swing,
where night is deep and still.

su tung-p’o (1037-1101ce)

photos by atomiczen in new zealand’s lake tekapo and tazmania’s cradle mountain