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Decimando i post-it di mia nonna...
I veri amici sono come le stelle, puoi riconoscerli solo quando è buio intorno a te.
I veri amici sono come le stelle, non li vedi sempre ma sai che ci sono.
Coccole in un nido di coperte 💜
Nigthclawer and Scarlet witch
Wolverine and x-men
here, flight rising tumblr, have a shittily-drawn nocturne :D
“Do you ever feel your life has turned into something you never intended?”
Nocturnal animals, Tom Ford, 2016
Happy Valentines!! ♥️♥️
::random headcanon of the day::
In this Valentine’s day I bring you some WandaxKurt headcanons!
They’re so sexually compatible they’d often forget about doing anything else but each other to be honest, it wasn’t until years after they decided to try new things like certain kinks and/or incorporate powers and mutant abilities to their sexual games.
When Talia was born, she was their world but, as much as they wanted to have another child they got so busy with Wanda taking her job at Strange Academy ( I’m adding some canon divergence to this one cause why not? ) and with Kurt’s X-Men leadership, Talia ended as an only child.
However, no matter how busy they were, they only had time for her. It also helped TJ was very similar to her father in the sense they were more active during the night and they didn’t need to sleep many hours too.
bonus: this headcanon is for my stay home dad au! Since Kurt was dedicated to his domestic labors and his occasional counseling and sporadic classes at the Institutes, Talia had a little brother. His name is Stephan and he happens to be the infamous ‘Salamander.’
For some reason, I never forgot this. 😅🤷🏻♀️🤣🎶
Betsy's bday shenanigans🎉
Sometimes silence and dark is a release for your mind and soul; Moon and stars, eyes of mystery. (Listening to Chopin, lol) A veces el silencio y la oscuridad es un alivio para tu mente y alma; la Luna y las estrellas, ojos de misterio. (Escuchando a Chopin, haha) #photoshop #creative #design #crtv #instaquote #nocturne #nocturnepiano #designer #instaart #nightandmoonlight (at N Y City) https://www.instagram.com/p/B1UwUSQppjW/?igshid=1gb51s47rrrky
“To forget how you tasted those leggy afternoons when our bodies spilled like wine across the floor, is to admit a hawk into the house. Is to wring a rag of water. When I’m in the thicket with my smaller hungers, I don’t need to know every cave and what it stores, cool and damp, for you. I don’t need to know how many nests are lined with your hair. There’s nothing tame about twilight, this old song shaking the sweetgum leaves— when I thirst I dream like a violin waiting the bow.”
— Amie Whittemore, from “Nocturne,” Birmingham Poetry Review (no. 49, Spring 2022)